Kenshins Master Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes, waiting anxiously for his response. After a few minutes of silence, I checked if he was still on the phone. "Please, Master," I added in a soft, cute tone, hoping to persuade him. He sighed, "Fine, but Ken goes with you. Pack your bags." He cut the line before I could say anything else. I beamed with joy, relaying the information to Ken, who was waiting for me. I returned his phone and hurried to pack my belongings, knowing Master Romario provided them for me.

Unbeknownst to her, her timid, animal-like presence, skittish, wide-eyed, and radiating raw fragility had caught the unwavering attention of the Head Master. He stood at the far end of the bar, a towering figure exuding authority in a tailored black shirt that hugged his broad, muscular shoulders, his expression perpetually unreadable behind a neatly trimmed beard that added to his enigmatic allure. Known simply as "The Owner" or "Head Master" to the bar's elite clientele, he was a legend in this underground world—ruthless in his control, yet revered for his unwavering fairness and deep understanding of the human psyche.

He gained my attention, and I wished that our distance would be more than the length of an arm when I really noticed his physiognomy. He wore a black shirt with bright buttons, the metallic effects by the powerful fabric dazzling by the effect of lights on his back. Due to the proximity of his curved body towards me, I could feel all the fragrance of his perfume. Freshness, sea air, and... musk of male desire. His pants were shiny leather and as attractive as the shirt. His left leg bumped into my knee, and I noticed that it was purposeful to use a strategically more resistant fabric on the lower body, and extremely tight. "Sam is one of the oldest masters of this place," he said softly, sti

“Are… Are you talking about the Master Collins from South River City who caused a huge commotion today? “Rumor has it that he can control thunder and lightning. He even killed a midway true master with a snap of his fingers…” His words reminded Iris of this person, and a look of shock appeared on her pretty face. Kevin was pushed further into saying, “Sounds like all of you have heard of him.” He did not dare to look at Elena’s eyes when he was saying this. “Something’s not right!” Finn frowned and said, “You look like an ordinary person. You’re not even a martial artist. Why would Master Collins have a disciple like you?” Kevin coughed for a while before continuing with his lie, “Didn’t I m

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.

Noah couldn't hold his chuckle anymore as he said, "Because first, I am a Royal of Anchancia, sire Selves' son. I am Noah Hilda Selves Xinlin." Lucious's eyes went wide but he covered it very well, not from Noah though, and he added again, "Second, because you can't kill me. I am a sky type and that too I am personally trained by King Julio." Lucious this time didn't say anything but attacked him. As his sword swing making Noah jump back to dodge, he looked at him with distaste. Noah said, "Ooo, a very good dodge."

“You damn bastard! I left you for just a month, but you invited another man to have sex with you?! You perverted bastard!” * Meanwhile, in the forest on the right, Kenzo and several mafia members were seen killing the people who were disrupting their journey. Even though there were only six of them, they completely dominated the fight, especially Kenzo. Kenzo was Law's student and the only person trained directly by Law, so his fighting style was very similar to Law's. He used a light but sharp knife, long enough to kill his enemies. His movements were also very fast and precise, as if no one could escape his attacks.

And Killian began taking lessons from Master Chen. He taught him everything from fighting techniques to medical knowledge that could kill and revive and survival methods that makes you walk through hell. The lessons were extraordinary. Killian mastered everything in 720 days when it would take one thousand years for beginners to learn it and another five hundred years to master it. He ascended to the god level in seven hundred and twenty days while the Ashbourne family thought they'd broken him in exile. "You're born for something greater, kid" Master Chen would always say. "No one has mastered those skills faster like you did."

And I’ve been hiding it for a very long time. “Y-You’re a Kinsmir?” I asked. Alpha Klaude smirks and tucked some hair behind my left ear. “You and I are Kinsmir, Elle Rose. The only Kinsmir that are alive.”

With how he isn’t talking to me, I am wondering if he knows what happened and is just waiting for the right time to punish me for it. The Master comes back out of the closet and stops in front of me, he still doesn’t say anything, I am waiting for him to punish me and flinch as he lightly places his hands on my hips and slowly grips the servant's dress, He then lifts it up and over my head. I leave my arms loose so that they move when and how he wants them to. He then steps back from me for a moment before returning and whispering, “Lift your arms.”