Jade Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

She gave him sweet eyes. “I’m sorry madam, Master must give his permission. I’ll go and ask.” Jason stood up and left. Arya knew, he was fucking loyal, loyal towards his master. Probably he has never been forced to walk on his fours with a plug in his ass. Servants usually aren’t very loyal, they envy their masters, or hate them. For money they would do anything. It wasn’t the case here. It was either because they were really well paid or they were scared of Mr Reyes. She will learn shit here. Her only chance was going out, not only to the garden but to the city and ask around about the mysterious Mr Reyes. Her thoughts were broken by steps outside her room. It was probably the butler with t

She shook her head. "Was your mistress part of a clan? Or was she a nomad? Can you tell me your story? Did she meet a werewolf here?" "Only if you want to," Derek interjected. Jade, who had always smiled since the day we met, now wore a melancholy expression that I couldn't understand how I had failed to notice before. Surely, it had always been there. She pulled out a chair and sat down. We did the same. "You're looking for Thomas Sallow," she said.

Harmonia told him honestly, “Grandpa Zov, I want to exploit the old jade mine to rebuild the Empyrean Tower. I need good raw jade materials, and they must be of high quality. You should know the difference between old jade mines and new ones as well.” Mr. Parish sighed softly and said, “Young lady, to tell you the truth, this old jade mine is not solely owned by me. There are two other bosses beside me, so it wouldn’t count even if I agree to your request.” “Grandpa Zov, is it convenient for you to reveal the names of the two other bosses to me?” “One of the bosses will definitely agree to my request, but the other boss is Madam Judd from the Judds. I might not be able to help you when it co

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

he pointed at the chairs with bloodied spirit masters shackled and looked at the duo. "These are blood tokens formed from a shard of Jade Mother. Jade Mother is a highly sought-after piece of the mineral. Once you drop your blood on the token, the largest chunk of the Jade Mother will hold your name over its surface. In case you die at the hands of the enemy, your name will be removed from the jade. Of course, now is the time to reveal your name, or a title you want yourself to be represented as." Chen looked at the circular green token and thought for a moment. He never was good with nicknames so he shrugged, "Ultimate Grandson."

"She knows that if she can break Sensei Gordan, she can break the spirit of the Kartel’s veteran base." "Then we don't let her," Jax declared. "We’re supposed to be heading to Townsville, but we can't leave Metro City with a serpent in our midst. We’re going to hunt her down, and we’re going to do it the Krauser way." Back at the dojo, Jade was already at her terminal, her fingers flying across the keys as she began to map Kitana’s digital footprint. The "Severed Thread" technique, the neural-link enhancements, the connection to Peony—it was a complex web of personal vendetta and global conspiracy.

she asked, her voice soft yet commanding. I nodded my head, my heart pounding with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. The High Priestess was a revered figure within the pack, known for her profound knowledge and spiritual insights. She wouldn't be in my pack if it wasn't important. I just hoped all was fine. As she stepped into my chamber, her presence filled the air with a sense of ancient wisdom. She carried an ornate staff entwined with intricate carvings that seemed to shimmer with otherworldly energy.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

She felt her undead body begin to freeze, felt the hunger that had defined her existence turn to ash. "Tell me," Jade said, "does it hurt?" Vex could not answer. She was already dead. The priests fell next. Orin's blind eyes were wide, his illusions useless against the truth of Jade's power. He felt his magic shatter, felt the mountain's warmth fill him and then turn cold. "You were the architects of this infiltration," Jade said. "You wove the illusions that made my people blind. You deserve a special fate." Orin opened his mouth to speak. Ice formed on his lips.

There was little to no information on the little mafia don, except what was in the government database. But I could track him live, and that’s what I was doing. From now on, any move he made was mine for the taking, and the using. If he didn’t get my message clearly enough, that is. As for my Jade. Someone was covering him. He had found another protector, someone who had access enough to keep my jewel off the radar. But it didn’t matter. He would come to me. He had to. My basket was the last offering I would give.