Harry Potter Sword Master Fanfic Novels & Stories

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

He looked at Lixien and touched his silky hair. “Your Majesty, do you need to poison this humble servant of yours?” Lixien giggled and sat on her seat again, near the man. “How amusing. A sword… can be a man. What’s your story, Mr. sword?” Mr. Sword closed his fan. He wasn’t shocked to know that she already knew his identity and shook the fan in front of her. “Why would I say that to you? Oh, and by the way… give me the antidote otherwise, I’ll perish.”

' "How will you be able to deal with him? Harry, I know you're powerful. However, you may not be able to match his strength now. It's not the time to show off now." "Yes, Master, leave quickly!" "Master, don't worry, we can hold on." "Palace Master, hurry up!"

The one horned devil smirked happily at him, Master Xiao Wu and the two others who couldn't avoid hypnotizing these Devils gave him a headache. "Well, our meeting this time is for my training. You all have to be ready Bitch!" 0 Preview Publish

Next to her sat the person they knew best, who was even disgusted when a woman sat so close to him. Now he even seemed to be sharing food with that girl. “Do you like this recipe?” They all heard how the young master asked in a gentle, deep voice. This made them immediately gape in disbelief. Is that the man over there the young master's twin? But that's impossible, the young master didn't have any brothers that's why he's the onbe and only heir to the Dawson family. “Y-Young M-Ma…” Thomas was just about to call out to him but stopped when Zachary glanced at them and narrowed his eyes sharply.

"Whoa, seriously? The Head Master? Girl, that's huge! I'm happy for you, you look... lighter already. But wait, how are you gonna hide this on campus? He's your professor. One wrong look, and boom, rumors fly." Kyra nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear shyly, her cheeks warming. "I know. We'll be careful. He has already told me about it. We're only anything outside of this campus. He's strict about boundaries, professor by day, Master by... well, you know." She bit her lip, her eyes darting down as she twisted her fingers together in her lap, a cute, fidgety gesture that betrayed her mix of excitement and bashfulness.

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

He said moving his eyes to hers. Rose frowned slightly how will she know it when no one told her? Is she a mind reader in his eyes? “But no one told me, Master.” Fuck! He cursed in his head as soon as he heard her sleepy voice calling him master. He loved how seductive it sounds from her lips. “Master.” She whispered but all his attention was caught by her lips. Rose sucked on her breath when he started leaning to her lips. She clutched the edges of her wet dress in anticipation. She pressed her head against the wall expecting him to just fulfill his desires. But then.

He was obviously reluctant to give it away too. "Listen to your elder, little girl. Give that sword to me." The Young Master of Heaven Tao Sect said flippantly, with the same evil smile on his face, "Or do you want me to come over and take it from you?" "There are too many people here, Young Master. Please watch your behavior." The grade-six Grandmaster reminded him. Young Master snorted and his face turned gloomy. He pointed to a grade-two Grandmaster, then said, "Go fetch that sword for me."

"Rosey we are no longer in the human world where we have to pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend. So tell me what's with the sweet names?" "I'm sorry master it just came out of my mouth," I said while facing down. He placed one of his fingers on my mouth and said. “Shh, I am not complaining. I really want you to say such sweet words to me more often." He started to run his fingers through my hair as he started to suck and kiss my neck. "Uhhhh," I didn't know when a moan escaped from my lips. "Sorry master." A maid interrupted as she turned to walk away from the scene. It was that same maid again.