Jade Inquisitormaster Novels & Stories

"Harvest? They’re treating my wife like a crop?" "They don’t see her as a person, Caspian. They see her as a database," Aris explained, pulling up a file that had been buried under triple-encryption. "Julian knew Jade would eventually absorb the updates to save the world. He designed her to be the 'Master Drive.' Once she collects enough of the sequences, she becomes a living key. Whoever controls Jade Miller controls the blueprint for the next evolution of the human race." Caspian slammed his fist onto the table. The holographic map flickered and distorted. "I don't care about evolution. I care about her heartbeat."

Every act she did and even a glance alone was enough to sway anyone else in this world. "Is that young man your disciple? The methods you use are definitely unique, to say the least." Madam Blossom covered her mouth and chuckled. Jason smiled slightly and sat down on the lawn chair. "Jade must be carved to achieve perfection. Since he is now my disciple, he must never bring dishonor to my name." "The Master of Heaven's Gate that showed up earlier is my disciple as well." Jason looked at rippling waves on the lake's surface and spoke calmly.

Jack and Jackie were embarrassed and hated Soheila and her group more. “It's their fault! They should have told us that they're an Alchemist, Armament Master, and whatever!” Jackie gritted her teeth. She gazed at the purple jade that Dakota was holding. The purple jade was from their Clan Master, the head of the Eudoxsus Clan. They borrowed it so that they have the right to stay on the second floor. However, the jade in Dakota's hands was not bright as Soheila's. Dakota glared at her cousin. “It's your fault. Both of you!”

Erwin replied casually. "My parents were also servants of the Great Master, they are also the Great Master's confidants, the same as Mr. Roy's father, and also Bik Mur is my aunt." "But why have you only just been seen? Not like Bik Mur and Secretary Roy?" "Because if Young Master saw me, it would only remind Young Master of something." "What's that? And it's not like you've been helping Bik Mur here for a long time, but why haven't I seen you at all." Azkia became even more curious.

“It’s not every day you see someone who owns a green imperial jadeite because it’s one of the rarest gemstones in the world. And that’s what you are—my own one-of-a-kind Jadeite, my precious gemstone—and there’s only one of you for me in this world. Only one Jade, rare and second to known. You could be broken in so many ways, and you’ll still be the most precious gem in my sight.” She blinks, her lips trembling, and I watch her try to find back her tears. “There are so many people who claim to be nobles; there’s always an Arya everywhere you turn. You don’t just turn and happen to come across a Jadeite anywhere and everywhere. You are rare, Jade. You are precious, my broken gem that’s still

Again the room erupted, but this time with disapproval. "Do not be dismayed," he instructed them and again gained their attention, "his highness has also granted me for my personal protection and the protection of my bride," here he smiled down at Sylvia, "my full regiment if they are of the disposition, and Captain Emmett has requested to join forces with us. All of you know that the assassin known as Retribution has long pursued me. This pursuit continues still. What you do not know is that I have hired Revenge, her mentor, to train any of us that are willing as well as Sylvia and Mora if they will agree to it to fend off this deadly enemy."

That was when Jade, at the age of six, was bullied on the street. "To become an assassin of the Inkwell Clan, you must take it. In the future, you'll take the antidote once every seven days. Those who can't endure it will die!" That was when Jade, at the age of ten, joined the Inkwell Clan assassins and was forced to drink the poison. "I like this girl; make her my disciple!" "Yes, Grandmaster. It's her fortune to become your disciple..." That was when she left the assassins. At that point, Jade realized that Chad had already brought her into a state of visualization.

I mumbled. A knock came on my door and a vibrating slave walked in to take back the food. While I was finishing up to return to the infirmary, Aztec probed my mind and I allowed him access. “She is awake” That was the only thing I needed to hear before I raced back there. Bursting into the room I was met with a still-sleeping Jade. Was this some kind of stupid Prank? Rodor was beside me before I could ask any more questions.

Count, he knew for a long time and is a witness not as a traitor, but as a senior eternal , the master by his name is a Spanish robber who for lack of money robbed, killed, and in the meantime learned to wield his sword, came to London with evil thoughts plot your murder and without your knowledge as an ordinary servant he makes up his mind with a vile plan, I prevent all this because I have been following his bad intentions for several months. The king fell as if he had fallen to the throne, the duke whiter than the purest white, his lips had faded, his eyes seemed fixed on a distinct spot on the marble, and the count kept the utmost calm of a witness deep in his thoughts, the knight of Pyl

How could I tell Jade that Damien was a spy and working for the mages? I waited for hours before Jade returned. He was so tired, I couldn't ask him any questions. He also seemed upset about something but since training would be intense, I had to allow him to rest. The next day, Jade had grown into a monster I'd known a long time ago. This time, he insisted that no one came out till at least thirty minutes. His demons seemed to have risen again and I wished I could help him calm down. He could sense that the mages would attack and he was preparing for it.