I Am A Masterpiece Book Novels & Stories

Dear Gentle Readers, First of all, this author would like to say a massive THANK YOU to all of you who have given this story a chance! As you know, this book is Book 2 of The Autumn Summers Series and it sorta ended in a cliffhanger. The reason being is (as this author has mentioned in his reply to one of the reviews here) because there will be 2 books for Book 3.

But for the first time in five years, I felt the cold, hard walls of my sanctuary closing in. “He loves me,” I said, my voice barely audible. “He saved me.” I picked up my brush, intending to fix the smudge, but my hand was shaking. I looked out the window, past the gates, toward the city where Daniel was currently ruling his empire. Lobbyists. I closed my eyes, but all I could see was the color of the lilies—a pale, sickly white. The masterpiece was still there, but the stain had begun to spread. “Masterpiece,” I whispered, the word tasting like ash in my mouth.

Lou glanced at him through the rearview mirror, "You are right, my lord. But, if I may ask, why doesn't it apply to Miss Naomi Lee?" "Ah, that woman ...." Enrico rubbed his chin, he seemed to be in thought. "When she became the only woman who managed to break through the territorial boundaries I built, I somehow felt that from that moment on she had become a part of me. And I would never let go of something that was already mine, Lou." Lou didn't talk about it anymore. He actually could have guessed why his master did not let Naomi even though the woman had a lover. Lou finds it strange, why Naomi refuses his master when the women are even queuing and trying to approach him in various ways.

Its figure exhibits the beauty standard her creator wants to possess - the perfect woman. She sat on her stool in a position that will not harm her back from the physical exhaustion of having to work with little to no food and water. Her eagerness to finish what she wanted to call the most beautiful masterpiece in the world led her to continuous hard work on the craft to the point of fewer hours of sleep, more isolation inside the four walls of her bedroom, and discontinuation of her other hobbies.

This is the end to book one of Master's Secret. I am currently working on book two and some other projects as well. You can stay tuned on my books at Azria Phoenix -Author | F******k or on my I*******m AzriaPhoenix. Thank you for travelling with me through my adventures, and I hope to see more of your lovely faces! You can also read one of my other projects that is till in the works on Good Novel Called Alliah's Fight For Her Kingdom and Her Heart. There is 30 successfully chapters published and many more are on the way! I thank you to all my supporters and hope that you will continue reading my work! Love you all!

He said. "Pr....Protect me, what?" She was shocked to hear this strange thing. "I.....I mean, I will protect you for the book. I...It's my master's book. You pr...promised to master that you will protect the book. So you have to protect the book. Tha....That's why I will protect you. S....So you can protect the book." He said with blushing. Li Jie smiled at him and said, "yeah yeah."

“Get out of my head. I’m not some experiment. I’m a person.” The Librarian smiled, calm and sharp, rows of tiny pearl teeth. “Are you, though? Normal people don’t freeze mountains. Normal people don’t have a thousand monsters calling them ‘Mother.’ You’re a masterpiece, Maya. But even a masterpiece needs a frame.” The bathroom door didn’t just open—it blinked out of existence. Gone. No safe house hallway, just a deep, dark room stretched out before her, picture frames floating in the gloom. Each frame held someone—a girl sobbing, a boy clutching green lightning, others sleeping, dreaming, trapped.

I need to take time. I remember the small room I entered last time. I slowly opened the door and turned on the lampshade. The books on the table were still scattered. I tried to look and read each one of them. These are all interesting books. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer, The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and a lot more. I tried to find something that might help me, but I found nothing.

“I knew who Konstantin was. I just didn’t know he had built an entire church of fanatics to do the dirty work for him.” The Grand Master seemed offended, and his expression closed. “We are not tools.” The voice came out laden with pride. “No?” Sasha let out a short laugh. “We are servants.” The man said, and there was pride in his tone. “That’s a conveniently semantic difference.” Sasha answered, and the Grand Master ignored him. His eyes remained on Alexei. “You still do not understand the greatness of the Master. He sees what you refuse to see.” “I’m not interested in his greatness.” Alexei took a step forward. “I want to know why he took Carla.”

“If you continue living for people’s validation, you’ll never be happy. You should know that whatever you do, people are still going to talk. So why should you care? Do what you want! Go for what you want, Ellie. I mean…Ma’am,” Ellie laughed but his words really touched her. “Do you think I can really create masterpieces like this?” He smiled at her.”It doesn’t have to be like this. It just has to be your masterpieces.” Ellie grinned and repeated.”My Masterpiece. Ellie’s masterpiece.”