Drake Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

"Answer the damn question." Kael's voice cut through the room like ice cracking. Not a request. A straight command. The scout, chained tight and sweating buckets, finally broke. "Drake. My name's Drake." "Why were you spying on us?" "Orders." "From who?" Drake's eyes flicked everywhere, hunting for a way out that didn't exist. "High Priestess Seraphine." Kael leaned in. "What orders exactly?" Drake panted now, "Watch the vessel. Track everything she does. Count the warriors. Map defenses. I'm just a scout. Nobody important. Please."

When they leave, my father tells me. "Are you ready for fencing?" "Of course." "Get up then," he tells me and gets up. "Let's go." I get up and follow him. ______________________________ Drake Since early in the morning, I wander to the village and be thinking about how I will enter the castle without causing suspicion. I walk among the humble houses without having a specific direction. The kids around me are screaming happily as they play. At some point as I pass, I notice two men talking upon a wheelbarrow that had sacks full of something, barley, I suppose.

Drake, This is Able, my training partner. I trust him with my life. His mate, Michelle is my best friend here. Thought I’d clarify that because you can probably smell me all over him. I’ve been thinking a lot about the day I left. Dominik let me in the library. I’ve been doing reading on a dragon bond. Your kind is very stingy about bloodlines. But did you know, there are hundreds of recordings of dragons mating with other species? I know you are going to say yes and that their mates died shortly after the bond was completed. But not all of them. Did you know the bookkeeper here is a dragon and that her mate is an Ascendant? They both live here, and I’ve talked a good deal with her. She says

Dhruv had not only broken me, but he had broken the whole kingdom, if not everyone across the five kingdom. "What have you done to Aliya?" I asked immediately the door to my room fell open. Dhruv daunting figure walked in, an aura of majesty shrouding him as he closed the door behind. My heart galloped a beat as our gazes locked, his eyes aflame with an intensity capable of setting the world alight. He shrugged nonchalantly, drawing nearer to where I sat at the vanity. "It's a scar of loyalty to me. Everyone who has pledged their loyalty towards me has that scar. The scar gives me control over their life. They can't go against me, and the moment they decide to betray me, they would turn into

Traps were being set by Zephrain and he was now ready to move. Drake spotted a maple tree that had the perfect view of the forest entrance. He quickly climbed up and claimed it before anyone else does, that would mean, Tara. At least twenty feet above the ground, Drake would be able to see the enemy before they see him. He laid back with both hands behind his head, and waited. Night fell. He was startled awake when a shrilling scream of a Halequin sounded, signifying the start of the game. At a distance, he could see three torches gathered together. It amazed Drake how much they knew that Zephrain team wouldn't cross the borders.

mentioned it to you", Drake replied. Xander looked around and dragged Drake into a corner, "Tell me, what are you up to". "What do you mean?" Drake tried feigning ignorance. "Come on, I know you too well, stop pretending and tell me what you are up to". "I don't understand what you are speaking about", Drake said and tried walking away, but Xander held his hands and drew him back. "Do you want to walk away, go on, walk away, that's because you don't know the beast you are working for, when you are ready to talk, call me", Xander said to him and walked away. Those words rang a bell in Drake's head, "That's because you don't know the beast you are working for". Drake got home still thi

My thighs spread a little more at their own will and Drake's fingers insert themselves a little more into me. "Drake..." I murmured. "I forbid you to cum without my permission, your pleasure, your enjoyment, it's all mine. Who is your master Lisa?" "You. "I said, almost screaming. He smiles and adds nothing, but continues to torture me, sometimes speeding up until I'm on the edge of a precipice, sometimes slowing down and torturing me to make me bend. "Master I beg you let me cum. " "Not now Lisa, I'm sure you can handle more. "

“ I am sorry Master Lugard Reynolds , but I'm tired of doing this evil you forced me to partake in . I have choosed a new path . I warned you severally but you threatened to end my life , i wouldn't deny your unwavering care and love as a Master will give to a follower . I don't want to serve you anymore . I wish you the very best Master Lugard Reynolds . ” Drake says dropping a crucifix necklace in his master's palm before the cops handcuffed the taken aback Lugard Reynolds . “ Drake are you doing this because of him ? ” Lugard asks referring to Ryan whose gazed was fixed on him . “ Or did that she-devil lure you ? ” Lugard asks further glaring pointedly at Stomata who smirked . Her smiles

Chapter five The car halted at the front of the warehouse, a bouncer came out of the car and open the door for his boss to come out Austin Hernandez came out, as good-looking as he is, with those flawless muscles, those perfect lips, and a seductive body He has a demon in him, it's no little monster, the monster is bigger than anyone could imagine He looks furious and angered, for the past three days he has been trying to capture the mule…he always knows that there has always been a burro among his men And now, the mule has been taken hold of, this mule has killed many of his men, but it all ceases today Nobody tangles with him and stays alive, he slaughters without clemency and has no guilt

"The assailant has already threatened to kill my mother if I try to see her. I want to meet her under your protection, and after I'm gone, please ensure she doesn't suffer the same fate." Drake's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze filled with a deep understanding. "Your eyes are crimson red," Drake declared, his gaze scrutinizing. "Who do you think I am?" he asked, his patience evident as he awaited my response. "Drake," I replied, my thoughts silently adding, "The only man I feel comfortable with in this world, apart from my late father." Drake's eyes narrowed, his voice taking on a probing tone. "Who did you think I really am?" he asked again, and I grasped the underlying implication of his q