My Master Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

But that doesn't mean I'm ready to bow my head to him. “You—” The door to master's Chambers suddenly opened, and master came in. “What are you doing in my chambers?” Master growled in anger as he came into the room. He narrowed his eyes to slits at the vampire, who was shocked to see master. At the sight of my master, I knelt on the floor despite my pain and lowered my head to the floor. “I thought you will take longer. That's—” “Get out of my chambers,” Master growled in anger.

For a month I was treat like a slave I just want to leave here I heard the doctor make it and master will be angry Am sorry master I fail you I just want to leave here Before I know it the door open,the chains was pull out Meet me in the forest soon when you have done what I ask you to Thanks master I ownt fail you I started walking all round the institution looking for the nurse Hey you what you doing out This will be fun Hey u hear me I do sir please come close am scared

Well, this is me, Gia Florence, and my journey to find my Prince Charming. _______________________________________________________ The first chapter is out! I hope you guys like it so far. Stay tuned for the next chapter. How's chapter 1? I hope you guys like it. Don't forget to Vote Comments Share ***** Much love from me. Little Munchkin

These thoughts filled my mind as I pondered on our not so good experience just a while ago. Zayne might have a little affection for me but it didn't change the fact that he was my master. Finally, I was at his door, my heart pounding in my chest as a drop of sweat trickled down my face. “Come in,” he growled, in his usual harsh tone. I sucked my lower lip nervously before opening the door gently. There he was, shirtless, with a glass in his hand. He was facing me but he had a glint in his eyes that made my tummy crawl.

Consuming me. The Rush crashes over me, a maelstrom of fire and ice. And somewhere beyond the storm, I hear a hiss. "Christ!" The rustle of fabric… The rasp of a zipper… … and without warning, my Master plunges into me, fathoming me in a single smooth movement, thrusting hard and fast and deep.

Yet this does not stop me from speaking to her; I have to let her know that everything shall be fine. "My beloved, please do not be frightened; we shall get through this." But the sound of my voice only seems to infuriate what appears to be the eldest Vampire between them. "Keep your mouth shut." "I do believe your name must be stupid. Do you have any idea who I am?" "The high and mighty Vampire Master. See me tremble in my boots." "I do believe that you are wearing shoes."

So it was strange, entering her master's chamber without no permission to do so. Again she tapped, not being able to hear any sound from the other side of the room. Yet no response, her mind fought against each other, the first urging her to open the door and barge into the room, the later restricting her from entering into the room, but rather continue tapping. Feeling so conflicted with her thoughts, she decided to listen to the later. As she was about to tap the door all over again, the door opened with a quick force, causing her hands to hang on the air, and her mouth hanged open, with fucking loads of thoughts. Due to the fact that she never expected her master to open the door so quick

This is the first time in weeks that I’m getting the stern tone from her. “I was in the library, and then—” I try to explain. “I got lost. I’m sorry.” I stop and catch my breath. “It’s been a little more than a month, and you’re already making trouble. I understand that this house is huge, bigger than you can imagine. What’s unacceptable is your disobedience of my number one rule.” “What did I do?” “The Master called me. He said someone was in his room.” Oh, gosh. Of course, it’s him. Who else could it have been?

"FUCK ME HARDER, DOMINIC! DESTROY ME!" The pleasure was a monster. It was a giant wave of fire that was burning me from the inside out. I felt my internal muscles clenching around him like a thousand tiny hands. I was shaking. I was seeing stars. I was losing my mind in the Master Study. "I'M CLOSE!" I sobbed, my voice cracking. "I'M COMING FOR THE MASTER!" Dominic didn't slow down. He wanted to leave his mark on the room and on me. He gave three more massive, bottoming thrusts that felt like they reached my throat. I felt my world explode into a billion pieces of white light.

“M-master… what… what will you do now?” The Master’s gaze landed on the trembling figure, his smile sharp, cruel, and dripping with theatricality. “Now?” he said, voice low, deliberate, curling like smoke. “Now… we prepare. The next wave will not be a mere taste. No. This time, they will know despair. They will see the futility of resistance. Every trap, every illusion, every shadow—they will feel it all. And I will watch.”