Ninjago Masters Novels & Stories

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

The setup was too well-thought-out. They seemed to enjoy the feeling of being restrained. They pulled hard, causing my hands to feel sore from the effort. Once they finished eating, the moment I had been waiting for finally arrived. And today, I was ready... "Master, it's time to begin training. Please take off their masks." "Okay." Hearing her request made me tremble with excitement. Since she had asked, I immediately complied. Curious to see what they looked like, I couldn't wait to uncover their identities.

Master continued in a weak voice “Apologize to your friend on my behalf for not honouring my word and staying with him longer. I need to get back.” “I will get Night Wing to organize….” “No need.” Master interrupted Neil “We have our ways.” “Master is too weak to speak.” Lai-Li stepped forward to receive Master from Neil. Master asked Neil for a pen and paper and scribbled on it before rolling it into a cigarette and handing it to Neil “Hand this to your friend.” “Master, this….” “You will know if he wants to share with you.” Master smiled mysteriously even though his face hadn’t recovered his vitality.

The group of people seemed to have come from a rather strong background, and any one of them happened to be profound masters. However, judging by the extent of the glow on the opponent's fist, their attainment was probably only that of a level one profound master. Grandmasters were divided into levels one to nine, with nine being the most powerful, and the same level applies to profound masters. The two dark-skinned individuals were level one masters.

Leng Feiyan took her position as Sect Master, and her beautiful eyes lowered without saying a word. Sebastian, feeling uneasy, cautiously spoke up, "Master, you called me back... Is there a task you want me to do?" Leng Feiyan finally spoke, her voice calm but with a hint of bitterness, "It seems that being a master doesn't satisfy you. After giving it some thought, I realize I'm not suitable to be someone else's master. So, let's end our master-disciple relationship. You can find another good master if you wish." What the heck!

He then glared at Zephyr. Zephyr was right, it was the Master of the Masters. He was angry. Truly, truly enraged. “Hmph, Zephyr Khan! You’re bold! How dare you come to the palace, causing trouble!” the Master exclaimed. When he looked at his armless partner once more, his anger had further intensified. He was an Agile of level five, a treasured personnel of the Dynasty. Not even the princes’ was as important as he. How could he not be enraged?

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?

Natomi answered. “What is with the master? Why calling him master?” Luis asked. Natomi laughed. “Everyone is calling him master here because he has the most influential power here in Tokyo.” “So, we should call him also master?” Luis asked again. “It is all up to you but only his enemy are not calling him master. You will be consider as an enemy if you wouldn't dare,” Natomi said. “If this Master Yorkshire is a mafia, he must have lots of illegal business here in Tokyo. Why you sounds like you are on his side?” I asked.

Master was a perfectionist in everything he did even down to the mode of torture he uses when somebody annoy him too much to warrant a slow death. Every recruit of the resistance watched Master's means of torture as an indoctrination ceremony so that they will know that will happen to them if they decide to betray the resistance. The kidnapper had watched someone who displeased the Master got dragged into the compound half-dead by the guard which was always with the Master's best friend who was a female.