Master In Time Novels & Stories

As far as I was aware, there would never be a point where I would be allowed past that door. “What happened to keeping a low profile?” Time shrugs, before he stretches. “I’ve had the night to regain a lot of my power back from dragging us around throughout time, so now, I figured I would put a glamour upon myself, and take you out to brunch.” I can’t help but eye him suspiciously. Brunch? It seems so civilised, I almost want to giggle. Having something as simple as brunch with a powerful immortal over a million years before my birthdate, seems like such an odd concept. Yet as I look at Time, he seems unfazed by his own idea. I suppose in the long life he’s lived, he’s come across stranger in

I even keep bringing up the past that I have trust issues on him but he choose to put up with it, I know it’s kind of toxic of me but I really can’t help it. “You’re getting good at cooking.” Nena smirk as she taste the pasta that I cooked. “I learned from the best.” She shook her head as I said that. After cooking I arrange the table and smile as I put a candle on the center and wait for Arthur. I can’t wait to see his reaction. ** I look at the clock and pouted as I saw it’s getting late, two hours has passed. My pasta is cold and I’m starving but Arthur hasn’t arrive yet.

For several seconds, silence filled the room. Then he looked away. Just like that. As if I wasn't worth his attention. "You wasted your time." His voice was calm. Cold enough to freeze the room. Madame Beatrice immediately stiffened. "Young Master—" "I give her a week." His gaze remained fixed on the city outside. "Maybe less." Well. That was rude. Very rude. I suddenly understood why people kept resigning. Madame Beatrice shot me a warning look. The message was clear. Bow.

I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave Max I think that's his name I turned off the gas cooker and rushed out everybody share of food "Gud morning Nanny"miss Tina greeted "Morning Miss Tina ...how was your night?"I asked and placed her food for her "It was amazing... breakfast smells amazing!"she grabbed a fork and started eating "Gud morning everyone"Penny muttered and sat down "Morning cousin" "Morning my miss Penny"I said and placed her breakfast on the table "Where's Max?"Miss Tina asked Penny searched the living room with her eyes inorder to see Max.

I never did. I swallow the ache and shake my head gently. “You don’t have to do that. I’m actually leaving for my master’s in a few weeks. I need the time to prepare—visas, packing, reading lists. It’s a lot.” His whole body stills. Shock flickers across his face. “Your master’s? Since when? And you are just telling me this?” I shrug, the lie slipping out smooth as silk. “I only got the acceptance email a few hours before you came home. It was… a surprise.”

Quotes the master “Time can be a beast or a prey for us. We can run behind or ahead of him...” "Like this?" questions. “In a match he can be our enemy or our ally. Everything will depend on our ability to tame it...” concludes the instructor. “I understand...” he considers.

He uttered a sigh as he saw his master and death; in a single room in her master's call. His master speaks, and the orbs mouth followed with every movement of her mouth. "You know what time it is Draven?" The master speaks in a very cheerful tone, followed by a laugh. "It's midnight, 12: 30." An awkward silence occurred, and he heard some laughs from the staff. The master's eyes darkened. A shadow covered her deep frown, and her lips tightened and curl inwards. The master made a deep sigh. "Then start now, they'll be leaving for a few seconds." The master's tone suddenly changed, from the woman who wants revenge to the woman that wants to have peace.

Quickly devouring some of them, she managed to placate her hunger. The shuffling of footsteps startled her and she heard voices outside. Panicking, she looked around and found an empty crate. She quickly scurried into it, closing the lid over it as she hid in it. Peering through the cracks, she saw a couple of people walking into the room. “And as you should know, the Young Master likes everything to be on time,” a tall, elderly man wearing black suit said to another woman. “He is quite strict about timing and hates to be even one minute late. Time is of essence here.”

Knowing how ill-tempered he can be, the master seems to be the type of person who can't hold on staying at one place forever. And it seems like the master won't be around here any time soon, so I immediately look around for any possible passage or detour. I remember Leandro was able to get through the elevator using his watch as key to the sensor. But the Master can't use some sensor too, knowing Leandro might easily have an access on it as well.

Master stood up. Chris gestured Master to follow him to his study; Neil never considered himself as an outsider when it came to Chris and Adrian. He followed like an invisible appendage. Once inside the study, Master took out a red thread and made a few hand symbols as he ran his finger through the thread. He asked Chris for a paper wordlessly. Neil got the paper as he was more adept with interpreting his master’s intentions.