Hokage Master Novels & Stories

“But this is my ‘home’.” “Aren’t familiars supposed to follow their mast…” “You’re not my master.” “Anyways aren’t you supposed to?” “Summon me from anywhere and I shall appear. I am the Silver Beast. Don’t think of me like lesser yokai and beasts from folktales. I. AM. SUPERIOR.” “A-Alright. Then I’ll head back.” Says Akihiko and walks to the main door of the building. He opens the door and stands there. Fenrir takes a seat on his throne and asks-

she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

“Kenzo Harusame is dead.” Through their binoculars, Holy Tiger’s sidekicks clearly witnessed Kenzo’s death. Their eyes were wide open in shock. Hailed as the rightful heir to the title of Sword Master, Kenzo had been killed by someone wielding Santoryu. “How is this possible? Tyr Summers is insane!” Initially, they felt confident in rescuing Holy Tiger, but after seeing what happened, fear and doubt came creeping in. “Even Kenzo could not defeat Tyr, who else in Japan can do so?” one of the duo exclaimed in utter despair.

The man just loved putting himself on a pedestal. We reached his private quarters and Maren held up a halting hand. "When you return, get back to me. There is something I need you to do." "Yes, Master Maren." There was a slave girl waiting at the door. She looked washed up the same way I was. And she was very pretty too. "Wait here until you are called," Maren instructed and left. We said nothing to each other until the door opened for us to enter. Lord Kael was waiting for us. He was wearing an unbuttoned red robe and pants. And on his right, was his visitor, who gleefully chuckled when he saw us.

I told him. “Have you enjoyed practicing with Linda? I'll get Aiden to continue training with you from tomorrow and then I'll get you a master who will teach you both combined" he said, adding information that I had no previous knowledge of. This time I turned to look at him, “A master? What's that?" I asked. He seemed pleased that I was finally listening to him, “Well a master basically is like a guru. He has knowledge in both combat and healing. He can teach you both combined. How to fight and heal at the same time” he explained.

Master Nakamura Haru called out. “Why he is.” The Nine-Tail Fox said and swiftly landed upon Blake’s head and alyed down. “So comfy.” “You? Boy toy? Impossible I don’t accept it. Fox, you are my only hope of becoming a Grandmaster!” Master Nakamura Haru stated with anger.

Every second, he was drowning in his own rage and grief. Until, finally— A visitor arrived. The Crimson Lotus Safehouse Knock. Knock. Knock. The door creaked open. From the shadows, a man in black entered, his presence alone enough to make Renjiro stiffen. Renjiro lifted his head, eyes dull. "You again..." The Master—a ghost in the underworld—stood before him, his face forever hidden in the darkness. "I told you before," the Master murmured, his voice eerily calm. "I can help you destroy Antonio. But only if you follow my orders." Renjiro smirked bitterly.

Apparently, there are more but they don't show up as often. "I haven't seen the dojo since coming here." Cai Kang noted. His eyes wandered the beautiful intricacy of the room. "This whole place is the Shiratori home. It has its own training hall but the Shiratori dojo is a bit farther away from here on the other side. Dad wakes up early every day and comes home at night." Noriko said. "Does he teach himself?" Cai Kang said. She nodded. "He is the Grandmaster who runs the school as well as the first heir to the Hinagi clan. He's taking two jobs by himself."

The sounds of gunshot could be heard, indicating that the Grandmaster has arrived, all the members of CRADLE scurried to their feet their heads bent in a bow as the bodyguards came in aiming their gun at them. The grandmaster staggered in clutching a dagger to his stomach, he looks like a white man in his early forties but he was in his four hundredth year, no body knows his name, he was said to be ghost, he only come out of his hiding place whenever he had something important. The dagger was deep inside his stomach and blood was gathering around the wound and running down like a fountain, he pulled out the blade that was struck into the side of his stomach and dropped it on the table withou

Same as how Rion actually didn't need to eat to keep on living, but it just felt nice to taste and eat a meal. "Master Rexa," Rion greeted the old man. "It is indeed nice to see a legendary person like you here." Master Rexa laughed out loud. "What legendary? Are you trying to mock me right now? I'm just an old man with a back problem. What legendary are you talking about? Hah... you just want to sweet-talk me right now, didn't you? Quit it already! I'm just an old man." Master Rexa was a sword master from Frozen Lotus Pavilion. He was a senior sword master, well-known for his skill and vast experience. Even famous masters like those from Liebu Moluntain had high respect for him. He was trul