Master Stars Novels & Stories

“Moza, please clean my room. I will be writing on the terrace. Ensure the chairs, table, and windows are spotless. Do not leave a single speck of dust behind." “Yes, Grandmaster,” Moza replied as she hurried out of the kitchen. She passed Master Markus’s wheelchair with a heart full of turmoil. Once Moza had gone, Master Markus looked at Madam Lintang with a profound, piercing gaze. "Lintang, you have served me for decades. You know the rules of this family—some things are better left as secrets." Madam Lintang bowed her head deeply, her face etched with regret. "Forgive me, Grandmaster. I will not speak carelessly with Moza again, especially regarding the Young Masters."

I thought back. I looked around. We were surrounded. The three silver eyes of the Star-Eater ships were closing in, their violet beams locking onto my red heat. I was a bright target in a dark room. I looked at Rowan, who was watching me through the glass of a viewport. He was safe for now, but the ship was dying. "Rowan, I’m coming for you!" I promised. But the Master wasn't dead. The silver smoke began to pull itself back together, growing larger and more terrifying. He wasn't a man anymore; he was a cloud that covered the stars. A giant silver face formed in the void, miles wide.

The mark had bound her tighter than she realized. Her gaze drifted to Serena’s neck. The silver mark gleamed faintly, streaked with black patterns, like a beautiful tattoo. “Your mark is stunning,” Naya whispered. Serena ignored her. She’d seen it before. Yes, it was beautiful. But she would never admit it out loud. Naya helped her into the bath. When Serena stepped out, skin still damp, Naya’s eyes widened. On her waist, faint and glowing, was a new symbol. A moon. Perfect and radiant.

Their fate might be worse than that of the Parisis. ****************************************************************************

Starsoul cleared his throat and said, "Your Highness, among upper echelon s of forbidden area of Remote Antiquity, the lowest one is the Seven Sword Slaves. Above the Seven Sword Slaves are the four Sword Masters. You can see through their names." One was a sword slave, and the other was a sword master. It could be said that the winner or loser was determined.

Master stomps over to me, he takes a hold of my hand and drags me to stand behind him. "Out! Now! Everyone of you! Party is over!!." Master growled loudly, his eyes glowing red. "You shouldn't have done that bro." One of the teenage guys said, brushing shoulders with dirty blonde harshly. One by one, they all trooped out of the games room and also out of the house. "Go to the room and lay down on the bed with nothing on your body. I want your ass shooting out." Master yelled at me, the moment all the teenagers were gone and he has closed the door.

“Quit this bullshit and go sit for dinner!“ She angrily turned off the television. “Why did you do that? Mrs. Nora Williams was about to announce the date for the pick.“ I sluggishly stood from the floor with a huge frown on my face. “You mean the hideous, wicked witch of the west?“ Megan retorted with a scoff. “Mrs. Tera Greygott is the wicked witch of the west. I'm talking about Mrs. Nora Williams.“ I explained, slapping off a peck of dust on my faded gown. “All rich folks are wicked witches of the west, be it Williams or Greygott. Now go sit!“ She fired back, walking past me with angry steps. “No offense, but I think you're the only one with that mindset. Every other person around here se

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

MASTER! EHHHHHHH!!!!!?????