Master Of All Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I don't make offers to my slaves, Jon. I tell them what needs to be done and they do it." "Well said, my lord. What would you like for breakfast?" "Eggs and bacon. And a female slave to feed me." "As you wish, my lord.' I ended up eating more of the slave than even the food. There was something suddenly off. I wasn't enjoying the sex anymore. There was less pleasure and all I wanted was to thrust as deep as I could until I came. I just could not take my mind off that slave boy.

Monica opened her mouth. This man was none other than the Grandmaster Heaven Cult Master!

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she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

He looked up at me as I leaned over the partitioning wall and said, “The Book is the answer to all questions.” He sounded like a newly baptised religious nut. Just what I needed, a Jehovah’s penis. “That’s great but was there anything in the Book—” I thought it best to sound as reverential about his new Bible as him “—that could help us against the Masters?” “No,” said 288. “The Masters cannot be defeated.” Well, not with that attitude they couldn’t. “What if all the golems were to attack the Masters? Could they win?” “No,” said 288.

One of the members enquired. "Yes. It's in the second video," I nodded. "They are all following the orders of someone. They call him master. They don't know who he is or where he can be found. He comes to them, and supplies them a serum which is used to create these monsters," I stopped talking, carefully observing everyone in the court. They weren't asking any questions, it was as if everything I was saying was only confirming a suspicion. "This 'master' is after the Conclave. His goal is to exterminate every one of you," I watched them all. There was grave silence as I finished.

Wrong question, that's a dead end. “Master seems quite busy, what does he do?” “He owns a chain of shops and some restaurants and clubs.” OK, that was something, now it comes… “Mr Reyes isn’t a noble, is he?” There was a long awkward silence. “What are you implying?” His tone got a hundred degrees colder. Fuck she pissed him. He must be one of the loyal ones. “I’m just trying to learn something about him. I was just wondering how did he manage to achieve all this, alone without any support? He must be an amazing businessman.” There, she made him a compliment about his beloved master.

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.

"Foolish disciple, although this Resplendent Youth Pill is only a low-grade elixir, each of its medicinal ingredients is hard to come by. How can one refine it every day, treating it as a daily meal? You are being too presumptuous." Sebastian pretended to scratch his head and chuckled, "True, with Master's celestial-like beauty, there's really no need for any Resplendent Youth Pill. But this is just a token of disciple's apology. I hope Master will accept it no matter what, so that disciple can feel a bit better."

“In my case, I feel like I’m the one being mastered.” “Then…” Joghsec drawls the ‘n’ sound, prompting me to look at him again. He has a sparkle in his eyes as he says, “…put a leash on the master?” I smile. Somehow, his words axed down the rock that rose in my head, a serenity I hadn’t felt in a long while claiming me. I can even visualize the clear line between now and the previous livid state I found myself in. “I’ve never felt this good in a long time,” I whisper. Cold air brushes my face, and I blink as stray strands rest on my lashes.