Fate Grand Order Servant Novels & Stories

The older man at the door looked back and forth between my tormentor and me. His kind eyes were filled with confusion. It was clear that he did not know what to do. “This… He…” The cleaner pointed at me. My tormentor remained stunned for a moment. Then, he seemed to think of something, and his expression relaxed. His tone became arrogant as he said, “What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone discipline their servant?” He pointed at me too, the gold ring on it gleaming, and shot me a warning gaze.

This time, I was smarter. If vampires were too dangerous, I would just switch species. I scrolled through the "Werewolf Bodyguards" category and finally selected a young werewolf with reviews praising him as "loyal, simple-minded, and a strong fighter." Just as I was about to place the order, a message from customer service popped up. "Dear valued customer, our system detects you are already bonded to a vampire mate. We do not recommend purchasing a second supernatural being. Vampires are very possessive, you know. ??"

I nodded and said, "That feels good. " "Get down on your knees. Beg me. " My head snapped up and I shouted at him, "Are you playing with me? " "How can you say playing? You're the one who said you liked it and wanted more." I blushed, "Our agreement was that I would be a servant for you, not a whore." "In my world, a servant has to do everything to make his master happy." He winked at me, "Right now, what makes me happy is the sex with you ."

Even the men who fought alongside him did not dare stand within half a meter of him. Vivian was terrified of him. Even after becoming his wife, she would scream in panic whenever he came near. That pitiful man was now leading his soldiers in a brutal sweep, eliminating the remaining enemies. He stood far away from me, yet the voice he called out carried clearly, unexpectedly pleasant to the ear. "Ma'am, I am Caporegime Marco Santoro. Do not be afraid. I will escort you home." Suppressing the fear rising in my chest, I lowered my head slightly, my tone filled with gratitude.

My heart was shattered, and fear held me tightly. "We'll need to make an effort, Olivia," Scarlett, my inner wolf, remarked, acknowledging our destiny. "What if she's unkind and mean, wanting him and everything for herself?" I asked my wolf. "Then we'll surrender it to her. We can't oppose this. She holds a superior position, and she's his fated. We don't have a fighting chance. We must simply pray that she's kind and compassionate, or a chilly bed will be the least of our concerns, Olibia," my inner wolf said, and I shed tears. It was all overwhelming.

The many colours of angry swirling magic thrashing against the jars that have them contained until they are needed. One of my servants comes in. She is a submissive demon, I have a few that work in my household. “Are you ready to get out mistress?” She asks with her head bowed at all times, her eyes flick to the hologram of Chemosh’s daughter before looking back to the floor.

But that never happened. “We are ready to serve you, master,” Erzleus instead said with a bow and an absent look. Neon-red speckles mixed with black and purple dust glazed over his eyes when he finally opened them. I was shocked. “What is your name, servant?” She asked calmly yet with a command. “I don’t know, Master, you have not named me yet”, Erzelus said while looking daftly at the floor. “Rip your own throat out, servant,” Nahevra commanded, and I saw his claws protruding from his fingers. The next moment, he suddenly but obediently moved his talons to strike and rip his own throat.

she hissed and stood up. “You finished everything. Does his survival make you that happy?” Sera asked her. She turned to look at her. "So you were content that I had lost my appetite for the past few days? So you consider yourself to be a true servant?” she scoffed and pulled out her uniform. She said, "He is living because he has to survive and no one else owns his life but me."

Milk : One Crystal mutant level 1. Oldman Gao sees the list menu, he shares it with young Mistress. "Good, from today you'll be the leader of the servant." "Yes Master, thank you for the appointment." He kneels down with a new spirit, Servant 1 passion was twice, double than before, after the breakfast. "Rise, start working." Oldman Gao sees servant 1 happy face, he smiles proudly. Servant 2 congratulates the new position of leadership, he surprises, didn't think that a person who offense the master become a leader. "Salute bro, can you advise me, how to have such an idea."

“Tell Hazkiel that I’m grateful he’s the one I met that night. I don’t know what the feeling I feel when I’m with him is, but I’m happy.” “Princess!!” Lanaya and Gemma turned their head at the same time. They found Servant running with Jo and Nero. With a gasp, Servant stopped and took out his spear. “Let me come with you.” Lanaya turned her attention to Servant. “Servant.” “Yes, Princess.” “The day I say your name is the day I let go of your soul’s attachment to me.” Servant looked up, and his face turned deathly pale as Lanaya placed her hand on Servant’s head.