Novel & Cerita Master Of All

"You guys, don't look at me like that. This is a creation of my master and yes, my master has a habit of concocting easy to remember names on his pill creations. He is special that way." Pepe laughed a few which garnered the result that he wanted. "Young Master Claude, your master is truly a learned man." "Some alchemists nowadays exaggerate the names of their crafts yet only the wisest could remain humble in their profession." "The Dao is endless!" A few remarks here and there which lifted the ego of Pepe. "Yes, my master is indeed the greatest of all masters!" Pepe seconded the praise for his imaginary master as he went with the flow. Ten breaths of mutual face licking and then the show re

He seemed to be a top master in the class of King of Arms. The other Law Enforcement disciples who tagged along Jupiter could hardly believe what he had said. Being the top master among the class of King of Arms at such a young age, and just a step away from reaching the level of the God of War? What terrifying talent! Mavis was especially horrified, so much that she thought she heard it wrong. But since Jupiter said so, then it certainly couldn’t be wrong. No wonder he could beat her up at will. Such prowess was too fearsome!

" He asked his eyes threatening to bulge out of his sockets. "No my Lord, it isn't your own Master Damien, it is another Master" Galene muttered fearfully and quickly wiped off the name on the drawing. "Another Master? Which other master bears Damien?" He asked pinning his gaze on her. "The mas...master in my grandmother's stories" Galene stuttered swallowing hard and pinning her gaze to the floor. "The master Damien in your grandmother's stories have horns and ugly, why does it bear my name? Master Damien asked again enjoying the fear in her eyes.

He then glared at Zephyr. Zephyr was right, it was the Master of the Masters. He was angry. Truly, truly enraged. “Hmph, Zephyr Khan! You’re bold! How dare you come to the palace, causing trouble!” the Master exclaimed. When he looked at his armless partner once more, his anger had further intensified. He was an Agile of level five, a treasured personnel of the Dynasty. Not even the princes’ was as important as he. How could he not be enraged?

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

Larissa said happily. "I hope you won’t keep our granddaughter away from us, Cassia. I promise Larissa and I will give her all our love. And don’t get mad if we end up spoiling her," Armando said with a laugh. Armando was just as excited to meet and hold his grandchild. He was overjoyed to hear that his only son, Asher, was finally going to be a father. "No problem, Mom and Dad. By the way, I’d like to introduce you to Sofia, who’s in charge of today’s event. She did an amazing job with the gender reveal for Asher and me," Cassia proudly said.

Tonight, I'm cutting it myself. ... A shaken bottle of champagne exploded overhead as everyone in the private room erupted into a frenzy. They were celebrating the Corinni family's youngest, most untamable wolf finally slipping his girlfriend's leash. One moment I was the revered future Donna of the family, the next I was a ghost in the corner, unnoticed. Dante was rebellious by nature. He usually scoffed at this kind of crass celebration, and his men practically had to beg him to make an appearance. That was precisely what made this annual "Month of No Masters" all the more thrilling.

He believed that if the Three Knights weren’t stupid, they would know exactly what to do. Seeing Sean leave directly, the expressions of the Three Knights immediately changed. Sean wasn’t angry, but they could clearly feel the burning anger in Sean Diningrat’s heart. He was the true young master. The person they relied on, Roby, was merely a house steward. Since the young master was angry, it was naturally their duty to help him resolve the matter.

Unbeknownst to her, her timid, animal-like presence, skittish, wide-eyed, and radiating raw fragility had caught the unwavering attention of the Head Master. He stood at the far end of the bar, a towering figure exuding authority in a tailored black shirt that hugged his broad, muscular shoulders, his expression perpetually unreadable behind a neatly trimmed beard that added to his enigmatic allure. Known simply as "The Owner" or "Head Master" to the bar's elite clientele, he was a legend in this underground world—ruthless in his control, yet revered for his unwavering fairness and deep understanding of the human psyche.

What did he ever do to be cursed with such luck of unrequited love? Great Lord as his Master tend to find release with whomever they please, be it, men or women, that doesn't mean they go about parading a man not to mention a slave boy as a lover. If you are highly favored, the least you could get is being treated well and differently, some even with respect. Damon wasn't just a slave, he had been favored by his Master, and he had a room in the private quarters of his Master's chambers. He was treated well and respected by slaves and warriors. He was treated differently from the rest and he is the only one his Master trusts completely.