My Master Is A God Novels & Stories

“Seems like you want to try it out. I see…. “I don't Nana Lulu, I have no reason to. The celestial god needs his elixir, besides grandfather can only make one for him every year ten years. I've always wondered what was special about the stupid elixir. I had no idea it'd be that powerful.” “Well it is. Don't get fascinated by the human world my boy. A god interacting with a human never ends well. Humans are not good people.” She flashed a warm smile and left. Axel found himself thinking about doing the unthinkable when she was gone. He was going to steal the celestial god's elixir from his grandfather's chamber and approach the beautiful maiden once again. Not as an invisible spirit this time

the servant proposed. This assertion shocked another servant, who vehemently defended their Master's character. “A curse? But our Master is a good person! How could you even think he'd anger the Moon Goddess? Do you say that our Master, the future of this pack, is a bad person?!!” they retorted, expressing disbelief at the mere suggestion of their Master being capable of upsetting such a powerful entity.

Wang Zhan in the front twisted his face and said attentively, "Miss Mu, there is something called luck, our master's luck can't be compared to ordinary people, the high priests have approved the fate of the king's and vassal's dignity, the ability of the lords, want to injure our master, that is only his own life." Murong Cheng kicked the back of his seat, Wang Zhan abruptly shrunk his head back, not daring to disturb again. Mu Zi, however, was speechless, Murong Cheng still believes in this?

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

“The Master and you – watch how you talk about him. He’s the one who delivered us back to the surface and organised the humans into the sectors so we have room to grow and thrive.” I repeat the line I’ve heard all my life: the collector doesn’t say anything; he knows what I’m capable of so I know he won’t say anything bad about where I’ve come from. Most people picture the Master as someone who lords his power over everyone but all he really wants is order and for mankind to thrive once again. Of course he’s firm; the world is in disarray and everyone seems content to booze and whore their way through life. The master built the Academy to save the young girls left out in the dark and he make

"Do you now believe me?" I blinked owlishly at him, "that you are a god, and what kind of god are you, anyway?" I tossed some fruits in my mouth and began chewing it. He rested his chin on his palm, "A wishing god," My brow slightly arched, "A wishing god? Is there such a wishing god?" I wondered, "Is it all gods are likely to grant wishes? What's the difference between you and the others?" "I am more to grant wishes than the others, like what I did to you, in a process,"

she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

I could feel myself being lifted into the air, nothing but a lifeless ragdoll as I felt my body dangle towards the ground. "Let's worry about her for now. She knows something we don't. If it has anything to do with Drakos we could use her against him." Master stated, his words empty and close. He must be the one that is carrying me. They quietly trekked up the dirt path, no longer providing me any useful information. I could feel myself being pulled by my fatigue, slowly dragging me under. The drowning feeling once again returning as I could no longer fight to keep myself awake.

Of course. "Miss Hwang, please keep your mouth shut and don't spoil our grandson's event," Mike said defending Khan's pride. Miss Hwang smiled. "I don't intend to damage it, and I also don't want to linger on this weightless event. Just don't even one of you, dare to insult my master," said Ms. Hwang as she walked out. All fell silent and wondered, who is the master he was referring to? The guests looked at Jeremy Mose and Esmeralda.

And just like that… Mated to My Master’s Beta has come to an end. Honestly, seeing this story reach the final chapter feels so surreal. Thank you so much to everyone who started this journey with me and stayed until the very end. Every read, comment, vote, review, and little message meant more to me than you probably realize. 🥺 To those of you who laughed, screamed, got angry at the characters, fell in love with them, and probably wanted to throw your phone at some point… 😂❤️ THANK YOU.