Master Collection Volume 2 소설 & 이야기

The sun reflected ever so slightly against its many windows and dark bricks. It was just so big. Much bigger than I remember it being as a little girl. I guess a big city to run causes for a big castle full of bloodsuckers to run it. I froze as I turned back around, laying eyes on what Master has in his hands. A collar, and a leash to match. They looked like a matching set, both being icy blue with a golden buckle or clasp. I swallowed hard as his hands began to move closer, shutting my eyes in anticipation.

The Master turns the clipboard so I can see a small black and white photograph at the top of the board; she looks exactly like Elle, just younger. “Elle?” I ask him softly. I’ve felt my mate with my own hands; I’ve touched every inch of her body and I’ve tasted everything she has to offer. My mate is not a copy of some poor female who was killed because of her blood. “She’s a different story. A tricky little project for my team but different.” The Master chuckles to himself before turning the clipboard away so he can look at the page once more. “Let me be clear about what I’m offering here. You now know I have endless girls to send your way.” He coughs a little when he turns his back on me a

Master spoke with a solemn expression. “Master, is there a problem?” Chris’s nerves tensed as he asked. “There is no harm in being ready.” Master didn’t answer Chris’s question directly “I will retire now; I need to rest.” Chris walked over to his desk and took out a wooden box from a secret cabinet and extended the box “Master, this should help with regaining some of your vitality.” “Then I will accept with gratitude.” Master smiled as he received the box and walked out of the room with slow yet steady steps, his hands behind his back.

The two persons in front of her received their marks and when it came to her turn, the scent filled her nose. She felt shivers run down her spine. She moved to stand in front of Master. Leader of the Conquerors, Master was an enigma. His name was hidden and he didn't often make an act of presence. Except for today. When he looked down at her, he saw brown pupils staring back at him. They were shining in the dim light of the podium, glowing in the dark. He drove in them, searching for darkness. That's when he saw red and blood. Trauma.

Vikram pushed the door open, revealing a cavernous chamber bathed in crimson light. At the room's center, on a throne-like chair, sat the Master. The Master's gaze commanded attention, his piercing eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity. His skin was deathly pale, yet radiant with an unnatural glow. Chiseled features, sharp as cut glass, seemed carved from the very darkness itself. His raven-black hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall of night, framing a face that was both beautiful and terrifying. Full lips curled into a sly smile, revealing razor-sharp fangs stained with the remnants of his last victim.

He snaps his fingers at Ravenna who quickly brings him another glass of whiskey. “What… What do you mean?” I couldn’t help but wonder how deep Master’s plans go? Master’s eyes glow and I can see his wolf at the surface. Wait… I thought he was a panther shifter?! “When you return to the Crystal Lake pack, you will see. Just plan to stay behind, keep your nose clean and find my heirloom. Dismissed.” He waved his hand at me, and I turned to leave. “Oh, before you go, I will have eyes on you. They know to kill on sight if you do anything against my word.” He didn’t look up from the papers that he was flipping through.

How can Master fall into her trap? He remembered seeing a girl with Enrico the other night in the underground cellar of Casino. Even though she’s fully covered, it wasn’t hard to predict her gender and also…Master's mood darkened when Enrico put his hand around the woman’s shoulder which is very odd and his eyes never left their back till they turned the corner and his suspicion increased coupled with Ralph’s strange behaviour after meeting Lucas Roselli. Master was always patient when dealing with enemies but on that night he didn’t even wait till the Kingsters men got the approval from Lucas Roselli and just kicked the door open, barging in hurriedly as if he wanted to catch someone red ha

He let the weight of the collar settle, his fingers lingering against my pulse point. Click. The lock engaged. The finality of the sound echoed in my chest. "You are mine," Victor rasped against my ear, his breath sending a violent, beautiful shiver down my spine. "I am yours," I whispered back. Marco extended the pillow toward me. "Cassandra. Claim your Master." I reached out with trembling fingers and picked up the heavy, matte tungsten band. It was dense, unyielding, and completely indicative of the man it belonged to. Victor did not hesitate. Before his closest friends, before the towering skyscrapers of the city, the Master of Elysium lowered his head. He bowed to me, exposing the nape

, I should just resign now! ‘Second master’s face was sullen throughout the whole recording as Mrs. Connor was watching it. Especially when Bryson said, “I love you”, Second Master’s terrifying glare almost frightened me to death. So when Mrs. Connor wanted to watch it for the second time, Second Master, who always has a high level of decency, got out of control and grabbed the iPad from Mrs. Connor forcibly and arrogantly. ‘Second Master has always been the pinnacle of all humans when it comes to keeping his jealousy in check, so how can such a video be allowed to exist in this world?

“Just how long have you been in love with my mate?” Rake’s eyes widened, and he froze. ***** This is the end of volume 2! If you’d like this volume in paperback you can order NOW on Amazan (Slave to the Wolf King, Volume 2: Bound to You) Thank you so much for sticking with Cazz and Jesse so far! We have a very exciting volume coming up, double chapters every day! Strap in! It’s going to be a wild ride!