Martial Arts Master Fandom Novels & Stories

But it was there. Clear as day. The thoughts settled into her head, settling gently— sinking into her slow and steadily. First she’d been diagnosed with a brain tumor. Out of nowhere. And not just any tumor—one that required a disgusting amount of money to treat. Then Seraphina, her best friend, had suggested something. Something bold and risky. The Mafia submissive auction. Where men didn’t just bid—they bought women for pleasure for a duration of time. And somehow, of all the people in that dark room, Jerald had become her Master. The cold, harsh, and controlling Jerald.

Now everyone in the stadium was quite shocked, but Himeko asked, "You don't know about the pillars of light? From which world do you really belong?" Noah only smiled apologetically, lightly scratching the back of his head. Himeko being the polite one explained, "Here in LOONA, we have seven pillars of light. The seven students of the highest-ranking, basically are the most powerful, in terms of marks, power and intelligence. They all have different abilities and are categorized as follow: 7. IRKAN: With the power of the Holy Mountains of Shirken, he the most powerful one here and is ranked seven in terms of strength in the whole school. He is from the Royal family of Shirken, also, he's know

He could be just as annoying as the other guys sometimes. "Do you have to question everything? Can't you behave and obey? I don't like this either, but I'm not gonna sit there and question everything he does. We aren't allowed too. Just be thankful that you aren't suffering anymore, yeah?" He closed his eye angrily, and then sighed with defeat. "I know Aria. I know. I guess I would just ask for a little more freedom. That's all." I knew how he felt. But unfortunately with our freedom, we would become terrible killing machines, and that's what the Master didn't want. His intentions where good.

A master fighter, also known as a stellar skilled fighter, was, in a way, a renewed human. Not only would one’s fighting skills be remarkable and could take on a group of opponents, but their vitality would be strengthened as a result of physical changes. As long as it was not a case of poison, a conspiracy, or an accident, one could usually live up to 120 years old or even more.

Every orientation for the new students carried the same thread, preparation for the auction. The word carried weight. It rolled from tongue to tongue with ease, but no one seemed willing to explain it outright. Bryce heard fragments: a test, a display, a tradition, and all the four masters and their council members were attending. This was part of the aunction news that scared the hell out of bryce. All masters were attending? Does that mean Master Derick would be present? But the news was always vague, leaving Bryce with a heavy sprit. Even Khalifa wouldn't tell what that day meant. He kept his questions to himself then, but the uncertainty ate at him in the quiet moments.