Novel & Cerita My Master Is A God

Master said. "I don't know, Master. Perhaps. However, it seems to me most of our problems in so called communication exist because you don't believe I'm irrevocably yours. If you believe that, I'm not sure we have a communication problem. I will never, ever, from this moment until the day I die, belong to anyone other than you. You are my true and natural Master, my husband, the father of my child, my lover, and the only person I desire to spend my nights in bed with other than those you choose to give me to. That will never change; it's as indelible as if engraved in stone. If you truly believe it, nothing else matters. If I spend a few extra minutes with someone you give me to; or I cum wh

The master is fifty-three now and the intimidating aura that comes with his presence hasn't waned one bit. That was the reason I submitted to him three years ago when he found me at the abandoned scrapyard fighting for my life against those rogues. Every other person addresses him as Alpha Maguire, but I call him my master. I call him my lord. The least I can ever call him is my boss. He earned every ounce of respect I have for him. “You boys will never stop this attitude of arguing unnecessarily,” the master say as he reaches the table. I rise from my seat, rushing over to his and pulling it out for him.

She smiles and softly said. “Not a single thing to be worried about, for everything that happened and will be happening ever since from the very beginning is all according to HIS will and what HE had written. Am I right, Winona?” She casually reminded Winona that they are on the side of the most powerful one. The Master with the intellect that no one can measure and even surpass. The justice, the truth and the good. But at the same time the running cunning Supreme being who like to play games and manipulate everything according to HIS heart’s desire.

“In my case, I feel like I’m the one being mastered.” “Then…” Joghsec drawls the ‘n’ sound, prompting me to look at him again. He has a sparkle in his eyes as he says, “…put a leash on the master?” I smile. Somehow, his words axed down the rock that rose in my head, a serenity I hadn’t felt in a long while claiming me. I can even visualize the clear line between now and the previous livid state I found myself in. “I’ve never felt this good in a long time,” I whisper. Cold air brushes my face, and I blink as stray strands rest on my lashes.

The Master’s appearance is the first thing people will judge, and he doesn’t like being seen as anything less than perfect—especially if someone dares to call him ‘impaired. "One thing you must always remember before you start your work is that you’re serving a powerful man who despises being underestimated. Be very careful. Because even one mistake—just one—and you know the consequences you and your family could face." Pierre’s sharp gaze made Alethea swallow hard, her nervousness almost palpable.

Jonah held his breath, marvelling yet again at how quickly the Master could go from joking and jovial to chilling and terrifying. It still wasn’t clear how the Master really felt about that bitch Iris running away, it still wasn’t obvious which face being shown was his real one – and then it came to Jonah in a blinding flash that neither was true in this moment, none of his feelings or faces were true, ever. The real Gideon was a mystery and always had been; his strength came from keeping his followers off-balance and guessing. He gained power through the weakness of others, he used mind games and nothing more.

Bella furiously ended the call. Bella was a wreck, sobbing uncontrollably, and I, ironically, was the one who had to comfort her. My phone screen lit up. A message from Dante. [Aurora, what's wrong? When the sun rises, our Month of No Masters will be over. I'm looking forward to it.] [I miss you.] [To be honest, the girls out there are all boring. Let's not play this game anymore, okay?] The moon was high in the sky; sunrise wasn't far off.

It was dark night and just as the full moon appeared in the sky, the darkness was overcome with shining white light of the moon. Master looked at the transparent roof of the hall and closed his eyes, he muttered a few more mantras and at that time, Power stones inside the saviors ignited. White beams of lights came out of saviors bodies and scattered towards the west, Master was happily laughing loudly. "Hahahahahaha now I will rule the world, No one can stop me. I will become the new God" Master was thinking inwardly. The power of those lights was too much that it created a big cyclone in that place, every thing started moving and because of force, no one was able to see anything except

But remember that even if your body cannot hold on and you depart to the great beyond, your place shall be with the most high". He pointed a finger up. When he spoke that way, I wondered if there was really *a highest* up there and he was watching them torment me till the day I'll give up the ghost. One could only ever take so much torture. My skin was bruised and battered. My only offense was being born to be who I am. After his words of encouragement, he said a little prayer, and the nuns surrounding me chorused an Amen. At the mention of the word *Amen*, the voice in my head or that's what I thought it was, reared its head out like it was trying to split from me but I'd had enough experie

If it were not for the powerful presence, people would wonder if the person who spoke was an angel that had descended from heaven since only a descendent angel would exclude such an otherworldly aura. "Master, I have a major issue to report. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to alarm you," the Vice-master knelt on one knee and spoke respectfully. There were always rumors about how powerful Heaven's Gate was. Yet, this Vice-master knew that the only powerful person within Heaven's Gate was its Master. It was because the Master had single-handedly eliminated the Final South Sect back then. Heaven’s Gate would not decline as long as the Master was here, no matter how many losses it suffered.