Master Gu Novels & Stories

He stood with hands behind his back, his face filled with arrogance. "Mr. Wilson, just how formidable is Gerald?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice. Lawrence Wilson, in the green short-sleeved shirt, calmly replied, "Mr. Carson, I'm not entirely sure. But according to the information from overseas, this Gerald is the eldest senior apprentice and the most formidable under Malcolm Sect's jurisdiction." "I heard that his martial arts strength had reached the Grandmaster level six months ago!" "Grandmaster?" The middle-aged men's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this. "More powerful than you?"

While Moza’s heart was still clouded by doubt, Master Markus’s private nurse appeared at the kitchen doorway. "Madam Thalia, the Grandmaster wishes to go pray at Saint Monica’s Chapel. Please have his breakfast delivered immediately and prepare his travel provisions." "Understood," Thalia replied briefly. She turned her gaze back to Moza. "Deliver the Grandmaster’s breakfast now." Without waiting to be told twice, Moza lifted the wooden tray containing warm porridge, sliced fruit, and green tea. As she exited the kitchen, she saw Dastan returning from the garden, his face glistening with sweat. His athletic shirt clung tightly to his body, revealing the hard lines of his chest and abdominal

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

He said resting his back on the door wall. "I.... Uhm... how.... do I... uhm, well... earn the right to be... uhm... uhm... fucked... fucked.... By your... uhm... uhm..." "By my cock." Master cuts in. I coughed repeatedly, my eyes staring at the cold tiles. "Yeah, that." I blinked my eyes, squeezing my fingers together.

The only thing that reminded Mark that he was looking at a robot was 2Pac’s gunmetal silver skin and his artificially glowing eyes. It was time to fight again, and Mark waited for the right time to press the Ghost Mode button on a touchscreen located on his suit’s hydraulic forearm, which would turn his body into a phantom for a few seconds using a quantum magnetic pulse. Mark waited for the right time to activate the Ghost Mode feature. His nerves misfired a little, but he tried to keep thinking about his son and how he was fighting for him.

We snapped our heads to him, but my brother had already disappeared. “Fuck!!” Cassius grunted in frustration. “That Mac contains very important information. If Devitos get their hands on it, it’ll surely destroy us.” “Mr. Cassius Spraggins.” A deep and dangerous voice said. We turned to the man in the suit; he was already watching us. He had a gray beard and gray hair. His skin was tanned and tight, but he looked to be in his fifties. He was old, but it didn’t make him look weaker. He looked dangerous.

She pulls out the papers from the file and hands them over to me. I take them and immediately begin to read. Page by page, it says here that Marcus has been in contact with a man named Grandmaster. This Grandmaster owns a chain of clubs, bars, and hotels across the world, but no one has seen his face, or they must have, but they don't know that he is the one called Grandmaster.

“Hello?” I said when I answered the phone. “Sir.” I heard the nervous voice of Nina, my assistant “Mr. Kristopolis is right in front of me asking for you.” “Nina.” sighed when I walked into my apartment “Do what I asked you to do, cancel all my appointments for the rest of the week and...” I heard a Give me that fucking phone! And then several fighting sounds. “Mark!” Kristos barked in my ear “Where the fuck are you?”

She came out of her trance as she let out a breath which she didn't know she was holding, she said, "I-I 'm sorry. Let's start our tour." Amused by her sudden reaction, the white-haired only chuckled while the other one stood there with a boring face. He said, "Sure, ladies first miss Gabriel." She nodded at his response and the girl turned with her cheeks red and her body drained and she stepped out of the room along with two boys. She said, "Let's start our tour, master..." "Noah it is for me and he's Kaal." The white hair pointed to the black one. She nodded and think its a wired name, but why would she be bothered. She said, "Then let's start, Master Noah and Master Kaal."

he asked, his grin feral. “No, Master,” I replied quickly. “No, I think you thought I wouldn’t call for you again. It’s been what...over a month now?” “Yes, Master,” I said. “Poor thing. You missed me, didn’t you?” He leaned forward slightly. I said nothing and the whip lashed across my shoulder. I gasped, the pain sharp and immediate, tears springing to my eyes. “I told you to reply when I speak to you.” “Yes, Master,” I choked out.