Master Of Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.

Every eye in the room turned to me. At the base of the stairs stood Franco. He wore a midnight – blue suit that mirrored the shadows, but there was nothing professional about the way he looked at me. His dark eyes tracked every step I took, sweeping over the liquid onyx silk, the high slit exposing my thigh, and the violent, blooming bruises I wore like jewellery. His jaw clenched tight. The lust radiating from him was a physical weight in the room, raw and entirely undisguised. The Master of the Game was completely captivated by his own creation. He raised his glass to me in a silent, reverent toast.

Vikram pushed the door open, revealing a cavernous chamber bathed in crimson light. At the room's center, on a throne-like chair, sat the Master. The Master's gaze commanded attention, his piercing eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity. His skin was deathly pale, yet radiant with an unnatural glow. Chiseled features, sharp as cut glass, seemed carved from the very darkness itself. His raven-black hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall of night, framing a face that was both beautiful and terrifying. Full lips curled into a sly smile, revealing razor-sharp fangs stained with the remnants of his last victim.

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.

"How many times do I have to tell you to always reply to my questions?" "I'm sorry, Master." I yelled out, oceans of tears falling down my face unto the bedsheets. "Good. Don't forget who you are to me." I felt a weight on the bed and I saw him freeing my legs. "Shoot your ass out!" he barked and I quickly rest my elbow on the bed as I raised my hips and turned it toward him. His hand wrapped around my hair, yanking my head back. I let out a small, involuntary sound, and his laugh was low and pleased.

I say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

Claude said doubtfully. "Yes, what is it? Let's hear it," Thiago said, thinking that Cassian was exaggerating somewhat. "Have you heard of the All-Seeing Eye before?" Cassian asked. Stiffening in shock, Thiago replied, "I have indeed heard of the All-Seeing Eye before. It's one of the mystic arts and an extremely profound ability. It is said that only the most accomplished monks and cultivation masters are able to harness that ability. Is it related to treating my condition?"

I would get rid of them in the most brutal way possible, making them wish they had never touched what was mine. "I know you are awake more," I smirked down at her. She looked so adorable. She moved a little before opening her beautiful ocean blue eyes. Her face was a dark shade of red as she tried avoiding eye contact with me, she was too shy to look at me, clearly remembering what happened. TBC

He never had any house servant except for Stella who had her own little house behind the mansion. So the servant room had been empty from the start. He didn’t want her to consider herself more than a worker. He was her mistress. And being mistress is also a kind of work. After all, he had bought her, they weren’t in some kind of relationship. “Tomorrow onwards Stella will tell you the things you need to do. But let me tell you one thing.” He caressed her pale dainty cheek before looking at her with hard eyes. The softness and playfulness completely disappeared from his blue pupils. He looked dangerous and threatening. His hard eyes stared in her blank ones.

he went on to call all the gods . He gets the magic stick hitting onto her head twice as he says. "Give her the knowledge she needs to solve all her problems"the master says finally and then hits the bell four times which is a signal for her to open her eyes. " oh my God!!" Sona is shocked at the sight before her, a beautiful black haired blue eyed girl is starring right into her ...she is her . "You have been given a new face that fits your next work " the master say ms and disappears which is a signal that his eyes work is complete..