Inquisitormaster Light Novels & Stories

"Now there are rules here: 1. You don't look at the master or any of his guests directly in the eyes unless asked to. 2. You must always reply with respect to everything the master or his guests say,there are also elite guards that you need to respect. 3. Don't get yourself into trouble by being clumsy,and respect your senior maids 4. You must answer every summon with haste ,I will forget about today so that's all. Any questions?" She asked after explaining everything. I shook my head.

As we chatted, Thomas came over with a bowl of piping hot special mushroom soup and a few small dishes for me. In the blink of an eye, the butler and the other servants had vanished from sight. He watched me until I had finished everything, then he finally relaxed and leaned back on the sofa. Without any preamble, he asked me, "I've agreed to help you get your revenge on him."

She bit her lip shyly, glancing at him through her lashes. He noticed the blush, finding it endearing—the way her shyness colored her reactions without overwhelming them. "Good. Now, for kinks and activities. We'll keep it light for the trial, tailored to your comfort. Things like light bondage and perhaps soft cuffs or ropes, nothing extreme. Impact play, such as spanking with my hand or a paddle, but only if it helps with release, not punishment. What are you comfortable with? Any hard limits?"

She had no idea where exactly was the person she was talking to. Due to the absence of light, the place remained dark and maybe it was for that same reason why she could not see who she was talking to. Amidst the dark, Abby heard two voices whispering to one another. "Is she a mortal girl?? How was she able to read the inscription outside??" "I am not sure master, but she knows your name... By any chance, is she an acquaintance of yours, master? "I am just as clueless as you are." "Anyways, master, I think this works for us as well. Maybe we could make use of her for the time being don't forget that we are currently in need of an assistant."

Tilting his head slightly he asked his friends, “What is that over Markus’s head?” “I don’t see anything besides the emperor….OH MY GOD!! The emperor is here!!” Lizz exclaimed suddenly jumping to her feet before kneeling and bowing her head, Charr and Nessa jumped up and joined in beside her, hearing a slight groan he noticed Lacey was up and she did the same thing. Shrugging his shoulders, he figured if they did it, and if that was the emperor, he should do it too. “Son that is not necessary” the Robed man said, standing before walking over to Rex, stopping him before he knelt, “I heard you ask about those lights? It is a skill that takes years to master, you are telling me you can see them

"Does the bet still apply? ^ How come the Lights flicker at different intervals throughout the entire underground compound? ^ How come the backup generator hasn't kicked in and this room is still dark? ^ When is Grandpa going to return? ^ Besides Teaching what's your specialty? ^ What else do you teach? ^ When do I get to pass through a Distortion? ^ How come there's talk about The Lost Heiress's Location being found? ^ Does that mean I have a Sister... or is she my Fiancée? ^ Do I get to meet her? ^ Can I rescue her? ^ Do we have to Train her from the Beginner levels? ^ How should I address her?" The young boy asked in a single breath, with an innocent look on his face blinking innocently a

If I threw the master capacitor switch, the sudden burst of ten thousand lumens of pure white light would instantly blind his optics. “Julian!” I yelled at the top of my lungs, giving him the only warning I could. “Close your eyes!” I didn't wait to see if he heard me. I grabbed the master capacitor handle with both hands and slammed it downward with everything I had. A loud, high-pitched electrical hum filled the room, followed by a sudden, blinding flash of brilliant white light. Long, industrial searchlights hidden in the high ceiling burst open at full power, turning the pitch-black room into a blazing white furnace.

A massive fifteen-foot holographic projection materialized at the center of the ruined room, hovering just above the shattered glass. Grand Inquisitor Vane stood in the center of the blue light. He wore pristine white silk robes trimmed in silver thread, his long silver hair combed neatly back over his shoulders. He leaned lightly over his dark star-metal cane, his pale face unscarred, cold, and entirely unbothered by the destruction around us. His crimson eyes swept over the flooded floorboards, resting on the shattered glass of my identical clone tank before locking straight onto my face. “Impressive,” Vane’s raspy voice echoed through the vault speakers, smooth and dripping with quiet con

Oddly, the basement door starts to shut, stealing the ray of light that once filtered in through the wide opening. The place is dark. Sinfully dark. ‘Brit?’ My senses heighten as I listen to the footsteps of my master in the dark. I’m trying so hard to guess what he’s up to when something flicks. A lighter. He holds it forward, channeling the light on my body. ‘What is he trying to do?’ My body glistens and squirms as I keep guessing. I'm not sure how long I’ll last if he sets me ablaze. Something sticks into the small flame.

The invasion of the Shadow City began not with a roar, but with a scream of light. A massive beam of pure, white moonlight tore through the purple sky, incinerating the marble spires and turning the smoke-floor into jagged shards of glass. From the center of the beam, the Inquisitors descended. They were no longer just warriors in silver armor; they were avatars of the Moon's wrath, their eyes glowing with a blinding, celestial fire.