Master Frown Novels & Stories

Master laughed in anger before turning to face the Walter siblings with feigned anger “Who is going to compensate me to the wrinkles on my forehead and the greys on my head?” Mark looked at Thomas… Thomas looked at Mark and then at Darcy… the siblings looked at each other in confusion… you look at me… I look at you…. anyone know what’s going on? Emm crawled down from Chris’s arm and walked over to Master’s side and pulled his robe in an attempt to get his attention. She raised her chubby hands and gently smoothed the wrinkles on his forehead when master knelt to her height and spoke in a soft coaxing voice “Grandpa master won’t be angry…. little treasure had wiped away all the wrinkles… Gran

He laughs to himself because someone should really award him for having the strongest self-control even at this new scenario they are experiencing. “M-Master Cross.” That sounded divine to him. He loved that. “Kneel on the floor instead, Ronan.” The doctor was too quick to follow him and seeing him like that pleases him. Ronan is a beautiful man kneeling for him like that. Standing up, he walks in front of Ronan and just like what he expected, his manhood is better face-to-face to the guy. “Suck me, Ronan.”

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.

He leaned on the table placing his cheek on his palm elbowing the table. Her eyes suddenly trailed towards Xavier as she glared at him seeing how he was treating Valerie. Even though her situation wasn't any better but for her, Valerie deserves a lot better. "Mio Fiore. Show some emotions or I will think your planning to kill Xavier with your eyes." She turned her poker face towards him coming out of her trance. (-My Flower) "What do you want me to do Master." She questioned emotionlessly making him chuckle. "Say 'Xavier I am so fucking happy for you. Your dick face finally got some worth in your life. Be happy asshole' Go ahead." Rafael said sarcastically. He was sure she wouldn't disrespec

That pleasure surged through me like a tide, and I couldn't help laughing out loud. At nine in the morning, Oliver sent me a video. In it, Jason stood in the middle of the conference room, drenched in sweat, staring helplessly at the error-filled code projected on the screen. "Jason, aren't you an algorithm expert?" Peter's mocking voice came through the video. "This little problem shouldn't be too hard for you, should it?" Jason's face was ashen. His lips trembled, but no words came out. "I… I need time to analyze it…"

Just then Ralph came down with a poker face shooting daggers at Klara. Master changed his clothes again but why? His red lips caught her attention as they were very prominent. What the hell happened to his lips? She then realized something looking at both of their red lips. No way! There is no fucking way master would let that bitch kiss him and she is five hundred percent sure that master would never kiss anyone but then again he did many things to Klara which he never did with anyone but still she believed that he wouldn’t kiss her because master hates touch or kiss that was known by all of them. What the fuck is happening? Should she speed up her plan? Of course she should.

A harsh light flashed in his noble and exquisite eyes. He opened his mouth. The smile at the corner of his lips was cold. His eyes were sunken. “Old Master, you’re not in good health so why are you still out and about? It seems that the butler didn’t take good care of you. I’ll make sure to get you a better butler.” “How dare you!” Old Master Ferguson was shaking with anger. He tried his best to restrain his emotions, but his face was already flushed red. Of course, Eric dared to do so. What did he not dare to do?

Oscar's mind was not stable as he was thinking about something else. Oscar returned but could not find the zombies that were fighting and he bit his lower lip. "Just one more time! Just one! You morons! And you would see what I can do!" He barked as the door opened and a shadow fell on him. He raised his face only to see the Master, and Freddy standing next to the master, smiling at him. He quickly took a bow and muttered "Master" "What was the chaos for?" The Master played with the maggot on his palm.

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

Heart then stopped from sobbing and then removed her face from his chest and then looked into his eyes. “Thank you so much, Mr. CEO Cullen Lee.” Heart thanked him and smiled at him. Cullen smiled and blushed. “I am happy that you smiled because of me, just call me ‘master’ as return.” Cullen teased her. Heart chuckled. “Yes, master? Hahaha.” She laughed. Both of them laughed together. Cullen blushed and liked it so much. He then grinned at her. “So, meaning, we can have sex now? I am your master now.” Cullen teased her playfully. Heart rolled her eyes and then looked away. “No.” She declined and then stood up.