Mastermind Character Novels & Stories

Abby, on the other hand, watched his departing figure while making a face. "How was he even able to mess up this place to such an extent?!" Abby muttered to herself as she eyed the chaos lying before her eyes. "Well, basically, Master Eugene is a busy body. He had a lot to do so he barely had time to clean up." Out of the blue, Abby heard Jorah's voice from behind her. When she turned around and looked for the source of the voice, she saw that the other party was carrying a mini version of a pail and a mop; proportionate enough to match its small size as the other party was just a cat, to begin with.

She came out of her trance as she let out a breath which she didn't know she was holding, she said, "I-I 'm sorry. Let's start our tour." Amused by her sudden reaction, the white-haired only chuckled while the other one stood there with a boring face. He said, "Sure, ladies first miss Gabriel." She nodded at his response and the girl turned with her cheeks red and her body drained and she stepped out of the room along with two boys. She said, "Let's start our tour, master..." "Noah it is for me and he's Kaal." The white hair pointed to the black one. She nodded and think its a wired name, but why would she be bothered. She said, "Then let's start, Master Noah and Master Kaal."

She wanted to know what could have happened to turn such a handsome, soulful child into someone so broken. "Of course, though even I don't know everything," Nanny White admitted. "Master Xavier only brought the Little Master back from abroad six months ago. Before that, none of us knew he existed—not even the Old Madam." The housekeeper paused, her expression turning somber. "The Little Master has... difficulties. He never speaks. He prefers to be alone in his room, and sometimes, without warning, he flies into a rage—smashing things, screaming, or even hurting himself."

Martinez appeared before the Master with two cubes on seperated hands, He advances towards the Master with dark smiles plastered on his face, He only needs to clear the deal and he will be free from the Master's grip. " I see that you have brought together the bloods of the Seeds of Armageddon, I am seriously wondering how to manage to get both the blood of the Vicious and Ruthless Mysterious and the blood of the Solitary Rick who is always in the Dark, It is amazing " The Master voiced out while relaxing his back on his Floating Dark Throne, A hot boiling pot appeared before Martinez and the Cube were the blood of Smith is appeared also.

Next to her sat the person they knew best, who was even disgusted when a woman sat so close to him. Now he even seemed to be sharing food with that girl. “Do you like this recipe?” They all heard how the young master asked in a gentle, deep voice. This made them immediately gape in disbelief. Is that the man over there the young master's twin? But that's impossible, the young master didn't have any brothers that's why he's the onbe and only heir to the Dawson family. “Y-Young M-Ma…” Thomas was just about to call out to him but stopped when Zachary glanced at them and narrowed his eyes sharply.

I realized then that if I didn't clarify things today, I would forever be branded a mistress. "You say Harlan is your dad; is your mom named Doris Dewey?" Jennifer laughed arrogantly. "So, you're finally admitting to being the mistress?" "Let's call them both over and settle this once and for all. Then we'll know who the mistress is and who the disgraceful illegitimate daughter is!"

"Alex, who did you go to? Is that person better than the famous Dew?" Luna's voice came through the screen, sounding indignant. Alex could tell she had misunderstood, thinking that he had found another Master, and today's situation was orchestrated by a different Master. Alex Quinn’s throat started itching again, and he denied, "I haven't." He hadn't, he hadn't looked for anyone other than her. But he didn't dare to admit that he was the one on the other side of the internet, lusting after Dew. Just like now, he found it hard to face the fact that he could get aroused just by holding Luna's coat.

Maestro: I know she wanted me to wake up but fuck did she have to stab me. As soon as she left there was a smirk on my face because I just called her my ol' lady. And I wasn't even surprised nor did I take it back. Before I could get further in my head doc walked in. " I just stitched your ass up. Why do you need more?" "Because my ol' lady lost her damn mind and stabbed my ass. Apprently I wasn't waking up fast enough for her"

Though the facts were clear, she couldn’t argue, blurting out, "If you have the guts, Miranda, play a game yourself! If you know nothing of the chess. What right do you have to mock me? If you win that rainbow glass bead, I’ll eat my hat!" Through Earl Croyso’s chess style, the club master knew that he was a man of great depth, despite his reputation for being overly straightforward and lacking refinement. The club master often judged a person’s character by playing chess with them, so as he observed the calm and composed Miranda nearby, his curiosity was piqued. The club master pondered this and then extended an invitation: “If Miss Miranda doesn't mind, why not give it a try?"