Master Of Time Novels & Stories

Damon: I checked the time on my phone to see it was past six already. The impromptu meeting I'd had with one of our investors had delayed my closing time. I strode towards my car, eager to get home to Tammy. I got into the car and was about to turn on the ignition when a knock sounded on my tinted windows. I growled in frustration, jaw clenching in annoyance at whoever it was. As soon as I wined down the window, I expected a face but my face was whipped with a book I soon recognized was a bible. I groaned in agony from the burning sensations the holy book inflicted on me.

Standing in the center of the living room, Alex found it difficult to breathe for the first time. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It was a delivery person with a postcard mailed from Aspurg ten years ago. I had written it in my elegant handwriting. "To us ten years from now, may our love remain as it was in the beginning." Alex rushed out of the villa and called his assistant frantically. "Where's my wife? She's been missing for a month, and none of you noticed?" His assistant, Caleb Grover, trembled on the other end. "Mr. Carter, Mrs. Carter said she wanted to go on a retreat for meditation and didn't want anyone to disturb her... We thought—"

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"Becoming the sect master of the Draconian Order doesn't get in the way of being a doctor. Even a physicist can be an expert philosopher as well. There's nothing stopping them, right?" "That's not the same," Cassian said. "I've decided to dedicate my life to the study of medicine. I can't spare my focus on anything else, so—" "Cassian!" Anthony abruptly called out, his voice sharp. Looking Cassian in the eye, he asked, "Don't you want to avenge your father?" Cassian was thunderstruck. "Did you already know…" "That's right. I've discovered that your father is Mason York, the oldest son of the York family, the one considered the most powerful expert in the world 20 years ago, even earning the

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

Heart then stopped from sobbing and then removed her face from his chest and then looked into his eyes. “Thank you so much, Mr. CEO Cullen Lee.” Heart thanked him and smiled at him. Cullen smiled and blushed. “I am happy that you smiled because of me, just call me ‘master’ as return.” Cullen teased her. Heart chuckled. “Yes, master? Hahaha.” She laughed. Both of them laughed together. Cullen blushed and liked it so much. He then grinned at her. “So, meaning, we can have sex now? I am your master now.” Cullen teased her playfully. Heart rolled her eyes and then looked away. “No.” She declined and then stood up.

"You don't need to use the servants' bathhouse anymore. The master has his own private bath through his bedroom." No shit! Cool! "Follow me, Mistress." Adrexa turns and leaves the kitchen. "Call me Jessa, Adrexa," I state after her, walking quickly to catch up to the spirited old lady. That' will not be proper Mistress," Adrexa says over her shoulder. "Call me Jessa when we are alone. Please?" I ask her politely. Adrexa huffs in annoyance, but I can tell I won her over. "Fine," she murmurs.

Angry that I'm still alive, so I just turn my face away, I don't want to look at his face anymore or see his expressions, it's not worth it. "The doctors said it would take you a lot longer to wake up, even with another healing potion, as your body still had the remnants of the previous one, the new one didn't have as much effect." My Master begins to explain, I think he's doing it more for himself than for me, a part of him must feel guilty... Well, that must be his wolf's feelings, but what happened, only happened because he let it, so you can't go back in time.