My Master Is A God Novels & Stories

Henry continues, “I had my team working all night trying to parse this phrase, trying to figure it out. And we’ve done a great deal of research, so far, on this Monastic Cult of the God of Darkness. And never, in any of our materials – both from centuries ago and today – have we ever seen any of the priests or acolytes ever refer to the God himself as ‘master.’ Instead, he is always God, Father, Dark Majesty – things like that.” “Oh,” I say, my eyes going wide. I understand but – I mean, I don’t get it. Not yet. Not in the same way that the rest of them do, apparently, judging by the worried looks on their faces as I look around the table. “What – what does that mean?”

LUCA I was already awake and eating when Chief Steward Maren came to see me the next morning. "I heard you fainted last night," he started. "The medicine made me feel woozy, master." He nodded once. "My wife could not wait. Now she can't stop talking about you." I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. "Now, you are going to put her out of your mind. We go to see Lord Kael." When I heard those words, I could feel the whole world come crashing down on me like rain. But this was much more than rain. It was one hell of a flood. And it felt some someone had opened the gates of heaven just for that purpose.

"Are you certain you would not have your tea in your study, Mikail? It is a much less frequented room and you are less likely to be disturbed." Kollin looked harder at Ansel, "I am not a lord and do not wish to be addressed as such, Ansel. My name is Kollin and that will be sufficient for any who wish to address me, but I am curious why you would address me as lord and your master by his given name." Mikail said, "Yes, perhaps the study would be a better place for tea today, Ansel."

But in the end, they had been schemed against and abandoned. However, although the Earth was defeated, its people would rather die than surrender. When they died, they still stood up straight. "You're trying to sow discord. You will only die faster," the Son of God said in a ferocious voice. Five-colored Immortal Master took a step forward and stepped on the void, making it tremble. She said in a deep voice, "Son of God, I want to know how much stronger you are than the ancient times." "It's enough to kill you." The Son of God stepped forward and said.

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

'What did he intend to do to me now? "Master," my voice, sounded timid and afraid, which I was. What scared me the most was his proximity to me. He was hovering over me like a beast ready to take on the prey. "That's right Alicia, who am I?" He stroked my hair away from my neck and stroked his nose along the side of my neck and down my spine, effectively removing the cover from my body. "You are my master, Cain." It hurt my pride and I felt the tears overwhelming me to speak those words again.

I moved my curious eyes from that beautiful woman to the receptionist who smiled politely at me. Wow, I left awestruck. Why everyone here is so beautiful. The girl looks a little older than me as she smiled at me asking me what she can do for me. “Hello I wanted to meet Mas--” I paused realizing that I was about to call him master. I gulped in relief that I didn’t complete my words. It was one of Master’s rules. I can’t address him as Master outside. Only at home or in front of his family and Lina.

Jacob said blankly. When Maeve heard that, she was stunned. "Master of Golden Liberty? The Master of Golden Liberty?" "Of course. You might not be aware that the Master of Golden Liberty is extremely talented. He's very young but has already taken over Golden Liberty and is also a grandmaster. He's unprecedented."

Butt laughed again but he was slapped by his master 2 times. "Don't worry master we are in heaven!" He called proudly. "Heaven?" "Yes, Master we are in heaven!" "And it was thanks to your Immortal, Master! I'm saved and I can live more than a year.. or maybe a hundred years or thousands again? Hahaha- eh???" He stopped and thought of something... "Master, how old are you now?" "28, Why?" "Oh my!!!! My fucking life... Master!!! What are you ...I mean what kind are you master? An animal or God or that Immortal?" He blunted this fastly!

"Oh, that was great. But it's going to wear me to a sliver." My Master eyes me slant-wise, his mouth twitching. "So, you're not enjoying having three husbands?" There's a twinkle in his eye, but the question sobers me. "Is that really what's happening? I know we talked... Michael and Beth... but..." My Master, my husband de facto, sits by me, stroking my hand. "I'd say that is what is happening, yes. The reality of the situation." His brow creases. "Does that bother you?"