Novel & Cerita Master Of Crows

"The allegations against you are quite grave, and you know what that means." "Master, please, I promise never to cross her path anymore. I promise never to step my feet inside here again. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." "Well, I know. Because you are pregnant for me, you felt you were in a higher position than her. Killian?" "Yes, master." Killian walked briskly to his master's front and bowed. "Let's rip her of everything. Take her to the midwife and have the pregnancy terminated. I want news in the morning."

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Titles, careers, marriages, reputations — they faded beneath the intoxicating freedom of becoming exactly who they truly were. Under His rules. Under His watchful eye. Under His control. And tonight, as thunder rolled across the city skyline and another discreet black car pulled into the alley behind the club, Master William Steele had the distinct feeling that Fantasy was about to change Him forever.

Crow is a highly trained scout that could fully hide his presence even with the enhanced senses of the werewolves. And his senses are also sharpened in finding out the distinct differences of any werewolves that he would come across which allows him to succeed in all of his past missions from the Royal Arc clan. Crow has been scouting around the outer territory of Rebelliad for the past month, but he did not manage to gleam any information about the treasures that exists in the city since it was built. After scouring the small forces of rogues in the outer territory, Crown entered the inner territory yesterday with the identity of a small travelling merchant from the Fressia Kingdom.

Sensing the slight tension in their master's voice, the crows screeched excitedly as they saw him walk closer to the young lad kneeling down on the ground, looking so vulnerable and helpless like a small child. "To have yourself sought after me... A notorius being only known by myths and legends that brings misfortune and darkness to any path that I..." The old man sighed and looked up to the sky. His crimson eyes no longer looked as it could kill anything it sees at one glimpse. They seemed to be staring into a faraway land, dreamy yet a bit sad. Suddenly, the crows stopped moving and everything around them went still, except for the two of them, the young lad and the mysterious old man.

He rather enjoyed the fear edged into their expressions when his mortal mask slipped… And took his true form! Shadows stretched across the walls as he stepped forward, the roof’s mundane world bending into something else entirely. Horns arched skyward from his head, shadows clinging to him like living smoke. His cloak seemed to drink in the ambient light, curling and twisting with its own will. Corvus ascended from the sky, the loyal companion never far from his Master. Massive and silent, the bird watched, his black eyes glinting like polished obsidian…

I pushed my way past him, my eyes flitting from one person to the next until I found the reason for the crowd. On the floor, a wolf's decapitated head lay and the words "You're next" was written in blood.

Master asserted. "How?" I asked. "I have my charisma to handle these bastards" "A toast?" Catherine raises her glass of champagne. Master tolerates her lips to spark a speech. "Let's raise the glass for all the members of Criemsons for their formidable work, consent, care, and any adequate aspects that earned the legacy to strive evermore" "Hear! Hear!" We chant before we booze but I don't because I don't grasp myself for being a barfly. "Let us accomplish the business before we take another" Master said and ordered the waiter to nourish our supper.

I felt its gaze upon me, as it hungered for my blood. The figure slowly woke up, his crimson eyes stared upon me like a predator towards its prey. The crows stopped their cacophony, aware that their master was awake. His eyes opened wide, the red veins in them were visible from where I stood. He smiled in a maddened glee.

“Everything will be fine, my lady. You will see.” Lena paused at the window. The garden glowed with sunlight, but a strange heaviness filled her chest. There were so many secrets here, and she felt she had only just begun to uncover the unknown. … Across town, Damian sat in his dark office at King Motors Group. Marcus stood silently beside him. “Sir, Velvet Crown’s new contract just closed,” Marcus reported. “They’ve expanded to three more countries. It’s the biggest deal they’ve ever had.” Damian’s eyes narrowed. His lips pressed into a thin line.