From Old Country Bumpkin To Master Swordsman Romance Novels & Stories

He said in out most sincerity and honesty, looking at me with great reverence. I almost could help but face-palmed my forehead. Boy, I don’t even remember on how and when did I help you. I just know you are one of Gina’s loyal followers, and one-day would be the youngest sword master in history! You will be Gina’s sword. The cinnamon roll who screams innocence and blood. Pano kita di makikilala if ikaw ba naman favorite character ni Mary, palaging bukang-bibig. If you didn’t introduce yourself that way, nor you’re a knight, blonde, and a child. I won’t even know nor could I make this conclusion.

Ian asked him. "That ... is Victor?" Ventan asked in a shocked voice, "Captain Tane’s apprentice?" Ian nodded. "I would almost feel sorry for Emmett if he didn’t deserve the beating he is about to receive. News of this apprentice travels fast." They squared off. Emmett went for a strike and Victor danced out of the way, poking him in the butt with the point of his sword as he darted behind him. Emmett came in for another strike and Victor dodged, grabbed his wrist, and put his thumb into a pressure point making Emmett drop his weapon. Emmett came in for a strike with his off hand aimed at Victor’s face. Victor ducked, let Emmett’s own weight carry him over Victor’s back, then stood up throwi

MARIGOLD POV By the time the sun began to set behind the jagged peaks of the mountains, bleeding crimson across the sky like a wound, I had learned how to hold a sword without cutting my own ear off. Armano hadn’t lied. He was a patient teacher, though a brutal one. He didn't praise me; he simply corrected my stance with the tip of his boot or a sharp rap of his knuckles on my wrist. He treated me like a soldier, not a Princess, and for two glorious hours, I wasn't a bargaining chip. I was a recruit.

After briefly racking her brains, she said, “The Blademaster of Mount Grinch? Could he be the swordsman that dominated the world a hundred thousand years ago?” The Sword Master nodded lightly and said, “It should be him. I never expected him to be still alive. Counting the years passed, he’s almost one million years old. If I’m not mistaken, he came after learning that lifting Sangria’s Curse could also dispel the curse on this world.”

He then said, "Hand over the Sword of Goujian and I will spare your lives." "Why should we? We bought this sword legally in an auction!" The girl said angrily. The Sword of Goujian was supposed to be her gift to her older brother. "Why? Such a silly question." The young man smiled wickedly and said, "But I can answer your question for free. It is because we are stronger than you. Got it?" The grade-six Grandmaster showed a hint of dominance and it already made the grade-two Grandmaster breathe rapidly, as if a giant rock was pressing against him.

I wouldn’t let him play this twisted game alone, and I definitely wasn’t going to let him think he’d always have the upper hand. “Can you at least get me a pillow?” he said, and I caught the way he licked his lips and gripped my hips even tighter. I rolled my eyes a little but still reached behind to grab a pillow and handed it over. The second Rowan settled it under his head, I started moving again, grabbing my breast as I tossed my head back, losing myself in the feeling and in him. “Damn, you’re good at this. What was my brother thinking, letting go of a woman with skills like that? Was your stepmother such a knockout that he just—”

He pushed me to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. “Let me out! I need to make dinner!” I rattled the door lock. “Shut up and bathe! You stink!” What! The Arrogant jerk is back. Bloody never mind… He switches from a sweet guy to his arrogant jerk persona. “You wanted a lap dance from me! You were almost sucking my boobs!” I fired back. “Because I was blinded. The rain brought my senses back. Hahahaha…” “I’m hungry!” “Bath I’ll cook!”

“Look, I don't know who you are but I want you to know this isn't 'Vampire Diaries' or 'The Originals', this is freaking real life where humans, plants and only animals cohabitate with each other. And no, I won't be playing 'Elena' to your 'Damon' so let me go home now.” “Are you done talking?” Asked the Master as he stood from his seat and sauntered to where Elizabeth was standing. “And about the references you kept talking about, I am sorry I don't know them. I don't know any Damon or Elena, you can call me old school for not knowing them — it's cool because I'm archaic. However, I'm not making up any orthodox story, I am only speaking facts.” Elizabeth moved back as the Master got closer

“Isn’t your master also violent? You can endure your master, but you can’t handle an old man like me? Your master was an ex-national player. You’re a little lame to be her student.” Xu Yi widened her eyes. “How do you know that my master is an ex-national player? Do you guys know each other?” The man reached out his hand to Xu Yi and she stood up with his help. “Your master is famous for being violent when she plays. She almost disabled a player from Finland last time. I saw it with my own two eyes.” Xu Yi was curious about this man. “Who are you?” The man shook his hands and said with a grin, “I am just a badminton lover. I am not famous.”

this blood-sucking creature is unlike anyone I've ever seen. His long dark hair is tied neatly into a bun, and his caramel eyes seem to burn into my soul as he stares at me with an unreadable expression. He looks curious and surprised to see me there, but also angry, or annoyed. "I'm Ronan, your master," he says. #