Mastermind Character Novels & Stories

Enjoy reading. My story is one that many people will find hard to believe. I'm living it and I find it hard to believe. You see I was that guy. You know the one, the ninety-pound weakling too smart for his own good, too dumb to excel. Well, that is until the day I WOKE. Let me back up a bit. My name is Greg Masters and I can control people's minds. I know, sounds like bad science fiction or some kind of erotic story fantasy doesn't it? But it's not. See, until that fateful day I was your typical nobody.

I looked down and the name there stared back at me from the page,burned my blood into to ice. "No..." "I know who the mastermind was." The investigator finally spoke. "Who?" My mouth felt impossibly dry. He held my gaze for a long moment before quietly answering. "...Elias."

Ken'ichi muttered and took a glimpse at the master once again. "Y-You're gramps, right?" Everyone looked at Ken'ichi who ask some dumb question to the Master in front of them all. The Master just smiled. "Yes, I may be the gramps of you all here." Ken'ichi was so shocked he was speechless. Just when he thought he had his grandpa as his remaining family, he doesn't even remember his grandson. "After today's clash with the Pointers, sadly to say but we had one casualty. Chief Lucky's life is critical." the Master announced.

Becoming the Master of the Bright Light Academy seemed like a daunting task, and I couldn't fathom why the system had chosen such a quest for me. Seeking clarity, I turned to Albert for insight. "Albert, who currently serves as the master of the Bright Light Academy?" I inquired. Albert's response was sobering. "Master Bowan holds that title. He's at the Early Master stage of Cultivation, but his methods are notorious for their cruelty. He's known to resort to torture if his students fail to meet his demands."

I had also heard that the slaves who had served Master Adrian once, were all sent to the recovery center as they never really recovered from the trauma Master Adrian had given them. But when he hugged me, I knew they were all just lying. Master Adrian was a very kind and caring Master. Just like Master Gerard. Yes, Master Gerard was also very kind and caring for his slaves. He never actually hurt anyone. But his right hand, Master James was a cold hearted monster.

***** The door slams behind her, followed by the rev of an engine and the grumble of rubber on gravel. "I didn't think you had it in you, my Love." I whirl to find my Master lounging against the wall, arms folded. "She was nothing but a common thief. She had a good place here, a position of trust, and she chose to abuse it." He clucks. "I agree. Do you think there's any more to learn about what she's been up to?" "I'll let you know if I find anything." ***** My Master wears his professional smile, offering his hand. "Miss Schmidt. It's very good to see you again. Do come in."

If not, he would never get this chance again. Master settled back and rearranged the chessboard in his mind. He has to play every chance carefully and can’t afford to reveal himself as the mastermind of all these arrangements. He burned the cigar and sucked the air from the other side. The white smoke released in the air, and his mind cleared with all the thoughts of getting Decker. Now that he was in the city, Master was about to shake his world with his first attack.

[Hey beautiful] he replied, seeing his response to her initial DM brought a smile to her face as it had been quite a while since she had been called beautiful. Instantly Anita sat on her bed with her laptop resting on her plump thighs as she responded back. [ Hi my name is Anita, I am 33, single, and slightly disabled…. But other than that I'm pretty much normal lol, or normal as one can be for someone interested in BDSM lol….. I'm sorry I'm just making a very bad first impression….. How has your day been, and thank you for the compliment ], she knew that by allowing her impulsive written thoughts to be sent he might think that she was full-on crazy but, she didn't want to hide her scatterbr

No one spoke of it not even the guards,or didn't they know about it,I don't know but I never even heard about the masters arm being injured by the gossiping maids,am a maid but I know maids gossip a lot they know what will happen before it happens so I was surprised that none of them have spoken of his injured arm ,they didn't know or they were instructed not to speak of it as I was . The master gave me books to read, he can be nice when he wants to be,I really hope I can be this kind to me always but that's just a wish that might not come through. He asked me questions when I returned them and I answered as best as I could. If I made a mistake he would correct me. Why is it that this man is

"Don't even think too far...nothing like that would ever happen. Besides, I'm his SLAVE and I'm afraid you might have forgotten the meaning of that." "You know, Ice Pick was once like this to a certain girl," Annie said again, "he made her his personal slave." "Yeah," Alice nodded in agreement, "Charlotte, the brown haired girl, pretty but has a nasty attitude. I wondered where she disappeared to." She stated with a shrug as she recalled, snapping her fingers lightly. "And I think you two are alike," Alice continued and faced Sophia, "I mean you and Charlotte but you're prettier and more interesting." She added.