Master And Commander Author Novels & Stories

His lips stretched in a smile as he jumped to his feet. “Master…” A man said as he stepped forward and bowed. “Alex, This is Yuri. He is the commander of our Golden Army.” Master said, waving his hands towards the man. My jaws hung open as I exclaimed, “We have a Golden Army!” “Yes, they are all my disciples. I had forbidden them from revealing their identity till I summon them. I have been preparing for this all my life boy…” My admiration and respect for master multiplied at this revelation. If he had been preparing for this, he must have known about this war all along. Then, why didn’t he try to stop it?

Even the commander himself recoiled in shock. “Why me?” “Like I said before, Commander,” Alex said with a serene smile. “You’re a good person.” “Alex’s right,” Katie swallowed. “You know more about this world than any of us. So if you want to join our guild —” She and Brock crossed their arms. “You’re gonna have to be our Guildmaster,” Brock finished. After thinking for a second, he declared. “I will be honored to be your second Guildmaster.” My friends and I cheered, though Mrs. Smith and the others were dumbstruck that a former commander became a Guildmaster of a newly established big shot.

Chapter 10 Emmett She did not want to rise when she woke the next morning. Her eyes stung and her heart still ached. She was all the more angry with herself for this weakness and forced herself to move. She prepared the captain’s meal as usual and had his maps set next to his plate when he rose for breakfast. "Victor," said the captain, "Did you think I was too harsh on you yesterday?" "You acted as any master to an apprentice, Sir, if it is too harsh, then I am not doing my job," he paused for a moment, "but what apprentice do you know who likes to be reprimanded?"

Sinister never thought one day he will have such a beautiful family. Everything came to track and a beautiful one to be precise. Indeed there is a bright sun behind every dark cloud. ______________________________________ So this was the end of Yes, Master finally. The next book is already up on my profile known as “No Master” containing Rafael Hunt and Rose’s story. Don’t forget to give it a try. A story filled with regret, love, dark romance, and redemption. Do remember to like and leave your reviews about Yes, Master. I tried my best to give justice to my characters. So my readers. Wish me luck for the future and don’t forget to support me.

Finn steps in front of me and blocks me from his view as he says, "Jeremiah?..." But he is cut off as the Master hisses low and pushes him out of the way. I whimper again and completely drop the book I was reading to try to move further away from him. He stops about a foot from me, as he hisses his command to me, but in a softer tone, "Stand and come here, my pet..."

But even as the blood dripped from his nose, the soldier looked up at me with a twisted, manic grin. "You can take the water," the soldier hissed, his voice rattling in his chest. "You can kill us all. It doesn't matter, Architect. Commander Vane already has the engine. The Iron Crown will shatter your glass tower by midnight." "Commander Vane," Cord rumbled, stepping forward, his massive hand resting on the haft of his Starved Iron sledgehammer. The old Master Forge spat into the ash. "He was the Emperor’s Chief Siege Master. I thought Torin ripped his throat out during the palace breach."

"Yes." "Say it properly." "I understand you, Amelia." I turned to leave. At the door, his voice stopped me. "Amelia. There is one thing I have to tell you before you walk out." "What." He swallowed. He looked at the printed still on the table one more time, at Serena's face in the corner of the frame, and when he looked up at me his eyes had gone strange. "Adrian is not the person giving the orders," he said. "He never has been. He is as afraid of them as I am."

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

That as long as we hide our ears and tails, we too can walk with the humans. “I am no normal wolf!” I howled aloud. “What do you mean?” The boy asked, but I refused to answer. The older vampire got up, and went to the door. “I’ll let you two get acquainted.” As he left the room, the boy's smile faded. “Listen here Lyra! I am your master! You will do what I say or you will be punished.” Fear sprang up in my body as I heard him speak. I felt my stomach sink, and I whined. I ended up peeing myself.

this blood-sucking creature is unlike anyone I've ever seen. His long dark hair is tied neatly into a bun, and his caramel eyes seem to burn into my soul as he stares at me with an unreadable expression. He looks curious and surprised to see me there, but also angry, or annoyed. "I'm Ronan, your master," he says. #