Lagu Master Sun Novels & Stories

"That woman is so insolent, Don Ariani! She had the nerve to use your first name just a second ago, so I was just about to tear her apart for you, Don Ariani!" "E-Edoardo…" I forced the name out through the pain, my voice a raspy whisper. I raised my head, meeting his gaze despite the blood trailing down my face. I looked at the man the world feared and gave a faint, chilling laugh. "Is this how you greet your master after not seeing each other for seven years?"

Maestro: This day is getting better and better. First Dice (my vp) and I finally came up with a plan to get out of the gun trade with the mexicans. Hopefully within the next month we can come up with an agreement. I will pay whatever they want to get away. Now my sister Ruth called me with a present. Phoenix's little sister Robyn walked into her diner and all alone! It would seem Jace let little Robyn out to play without her chaperone. After talking to Dice I left the club. Now I'm on my bike going 70mph to get to the diner before she runs!

What kind of mind games where they playing? "How about some field work? Drake would be attending of course." Master waved at the still smirking Drake. Of course he would. Why not have him tag along? Then we can go skipping through fields and pick flowers while weaving them into weird and ugly looking flower jewelry. I thought grumpily to myself. "Of course Master. Sebastion and I-" He stopped me with a wave of his hand. He shook his head slowly in response to my unfinished answer.

For them, human was fated to die, be it from plagues or wars. “Oh, my sun! My powerful sun! Please show my baby the way back home!” Even though the old lady bathed in the sun until her skin cracked, the god would never hear her. Still, as she passed by, this time, Sierra put down a bottle. “Ma’am, at least drink a water-“ “No! No!” The old lady shushed her away, “The god of sun won’t like it if I drink and eat! This is the only way for him to hear my prayers!”

He gently pressed his hand against my shoulder, leaned in close, and in those beautiful golden eyes, I saw a purity of longing and humility I had never witnessed before. He said, “Master… please take me home.” Master. This was a title Nolan had never once uttered, yet he spoke it with such devotion and sincerity, as if cradling a burning heart and carefully offering it to me. I looked at him, then glanced back toward the town. A mad yet clear thought suddenly popped into my head. Yes, since Nolan despises me so much and is so eager to find a new master, why shouldn’t I just replace him? It’s time for a trade-in.

Master spoke with an unapologetic expression, “The restriction would naturally warn intruders and only those who are arrogant enough to ignore the warning and proceed will be hit by the restriction.” “Any way to confirm?” “You doubt your master’s abilities?” “No… but the wicked are devious.” Chris spoke without hesitation; he continued to inform Master about Song Kun and how he used the soul transferring technique. “Wicked… how dare they?” Master slammed the armrest. He levitated mid-air and then flew out the hut. He rose to the skies, his eyes turning golden when he opened them. It was as though his gaze could reach even the darkest corners of the globe. After a few seconds, he slowly desce

Jason is getting ripped apart, Peter is losing his mind, and the customer complaint lines have been jammed all day. I leaned back on the sofa, sipping tea while browsing high-paying job offers on major recruitment sites. Outside the window, the setting sun cast its glow across my face, warm and soothing. For the first time, I felt a deep sense of calm and satisfaction. The system crash was only the beginning. The storm had just begun.

Then my first blood came at twenty and within three weeks, the Master requested me, just like that my freedom ended before I even understood what freedom was. “You should be thankful your curse was corrected,” Mother Ruth continued sternly. “The Master sees purpose in you.” I stared at my reflection silently, purpose, that word sounded beautiful inside the Sanctuary, it was sacred and holy, but lately purpose felt too much like ownership. A knock sounded at the sewing room door before one of the guards stepped inside. “Mother Ruth,” he said respectfully, “the Master wishes to see the bride during supper tonight.” My chest tightened instantly. Mother Ruth smiled approvingly. “Of course.”

Chapter 10 Olivia Monica was already there waiting for me, she directed me to a seat in the room as she helped me with my hair and makeup. What's the monster's full name "Do you know his name?" "We aren't allowed to say his name oliva" she replied warily. "Please, I think I deserve to know who my kidnapper is. Don't you think" l asked desperately? "Austin Hernandez " she whispered " please always address him as master " she pleaded, I nodded knowing fully well that I wasn't going to listen to her. If his name pricks him then I would gladly use it against him.

he said, and then his lips landed on my cheek. "Baby, your face is oily." Maddox wipes his lips on my clothes. I laugh at him. "That's what you get when you don't ask permission. What time is it? The sun is almost up." "Quarter to 6 am. Just on time for watching the sunrise."