Mighty Mason Novels & Stories

If Mason really could not afford to wait around, why would he be in a mood for pizza here? "I'll give you an answer, then. No. I won't go." Mason smiled cruelly and scoffed. "Do you think I won't touch you in public? Or did you think I'm just bluffing because you're a doctor and have powerful connections? "Well, you're wrong. I'm Mason Jacobs, a prodigy of the Eight Great Martial Families. I can crush you effortlessly in every way, so I suggest you wise up." Getting no response as Felix walked away, Mason cracked his neck. "You're the first to dare ignore me ever since I became famous. After midnight, you won't even get a chance to regret your words."

David had never heard of the family. As he watched Saunder passionately preach about the greatness and glory of his family, David figured this guy must have been brainwashed since he was a child. However, what the other party said also surprised him. The Grandmaster of the Chris family was even stronger than Mason. He had no idea if this was true or not. Mason's realm should be similar to his and they were both peak God Rankers. If he was more powerful than Mason, wouldn't he have surpassed God Rank?

"At the same time, the first Industrial Revolution began in Europe, coinciding with Saffronesia's reformation period. The Freemasonry or Stonemason Guild was the organization that drove this industrial revolution!" Chad suddenly understood a lot of things. "So, Mystic sects exist not only in Hacniane but also in other parts of the world, right?" Micah nodded and smiled. "You're right. Hacniane's Mystic sects are the largest of their kind in the world. In Europe, there are the Freemasonry, Skull and Bones, and the Illuminati; in Saffronesia, the Neuf Chrys Club; and in Southeast Asia, the warlocks, among others. Essentially, they're all Mystic sects."

My headstrong bravery I had fell as the cruel reality of Grandmama hit me. Grandmama started up the stairs to the left and I followed. She walked up to the fifth floor gradually, with her black dress dragging along the stairs behind her. All the doors were wooden with golden handles, and the walls were made of plaster. The ground was made by wooden floor boards, and the ceiling was made of some black material. I could tell she was wearing high heels from the "clunks" they made every time she stepped. The hallways were long and had many turns. It could almost be considered a maze.

“Master Mason, what do you mean by bringing all these people?” When the Chief of Windfall Pavilion arrived at the square, his face immediately sank to the deepest bottom of the abyss. He did not expect the head of the Woods branch family—Mason Woods—to bring over elders and experts of grandmaster level.

Mason looked like a regular teenager which he would have been but he came in contact with his grandmother’s ghost when he was eight years old and he can see them ever since as well as the ability to levitate and become invisible like a ghost. Mason is a seventeen years old dark tall young man with an amazing British accent and a slender body, one could say he lives at the gym with his intimidating shoulders and abs. his black long locus (shoulder length) green charming eyes, pointed nose, long eyelashes, his deep sweet voice which melted girl with just a word. “Hey Mason!, you're up early, what's the rush?!” Lena asked as she made space for him to sit next to her. “I have a date. I am super

Harmonious existence was bad for business, so they stirred up rivalries and conflict in every corner of the globe. The Egyptian Rite Masons sounded sublime. They weren't. They may have been a secret order older than the Amazons, claiming descent to the days of Imhotep. The Egyptians were the oldest enemy of the Illuminati. The Egyptian Rite's goal was a global autocratic government, were the Illuminati wanted a capitalist oligarchy in charge of global commerce - with the Illuminati pulling all the strings. The Egyptian Rite were not restricted to Egypt anymore; membership was open to all races and genders.

"I told you already, I spent my whole life learning about your people. My dad is an archaeologist but instead of studying lost cultures in this realm, he studies inter-dimensional realms to find the gateway to a new world. "I know it sounds crazy but it's true. He's spent almost his entire life looking for clues, objects, artefacts, architecture and all sorts of items that can prove without a doubt that Troleyadia exists and now, I've found you two; the final piece of the puzzle," Micah said. "Is your father Philip Jameson?" Lydia asked. "He is! You've heard of him?" He asked. "Yeah, we have," She replied. "Okay but none of what you've said explains how you found us," Kurt pointed out.

Andreios whispered sweetly once he was standing close to the man. "Y-Yes." Damon's voice cracked as he felt sweaty all of a sudden. The heat coming off of the other man rushed back into his own body. He felt hot. "And that would be our Master's?" Andreios pointed towards a gold door right next to theirs. "Y-"

Master Joshua said, speaking of his daughter Rachel. "He is twenty-years her senior." William added. "Father was in his forties and your mother was nineteen, what's your point?" Master Gerald rudely remarked. This meant that Master Joshua's first born, Milton is the same age with Williams mother. Master Gerald Gallagher, the third born, born to the first wife. Hideous like the rest, I wouldn't take it away from him. He had a long beard as well that he was very proud of. I'd like to think Master Joshua and his sons kept their beards because it almost covered how hard-featured they were. First of it was that nose, goodness when I say that nose... better believe that it stood long, big and tall