Puppet Manipulation Jjk Novels & Stories

The man who made my childhood a living hell is now telling me how proud he was of me. And for years… I tolerated him. My fingers slid into my coat pocket. Uncle JJ’s vial was cool against my skin. I went straight to him before coming back here and let him in on my plans, that man wanted power more than I do and he’s willing to do my bidding just to get rid of my old man. He had said quietly, “This will put him in a coma. Long enough for you to take control without bloodshed.” No killing. No war.

The man who made my childhood a living hell is now telling me how proud he was of me. And for years… I tolerated him. My fingers slid into my coat pocket. Uncle JJ’s vial was cool against my skin. I went straight to him before coming back here and let him in on my plans, that man wanted power more than I do and he’s willing to do my bidding just to get rid of my old man. He had said quietly, “This will put him in a coma. Long enough for you to take control without bloodshed.” No killing. No war.

[The Puppet Master] The dawn over New Macau was a cruel, mocking gold, painting the ruins of the Core in a beauty we hadn't earned. Jinyan’s hand was a vice around mine, his knuckles white, his breath hitched in a jagged rhythm that signaled the return of the ghost. The monitor’s red text—Biological Overwrite Initiated—wasn't just a notification; it was the sound of a lid closing on a coffin.

After eating some leftover food, Akihiko heads to bed and falls asleep the instant he lays down. “Is this really my own body moving on its own will? I can’t believe it… Let’s see now, how do I find a way back into my body…” and he sits on the bed thinking hard. [Author’s Note: For those who are confused… Aki is his soul and Akihiko is the puppet who moves without the soul.] Back to the abandoned building, Ayame and Makimi take turns on look- out at night. They hadn’t found anything nor had encountered anyone.

Now I’m jealous because some girl is taking his entire length down her throat. Pathetic. But I can’t help it. The ache in my chest is near numbing. I want to spite him. I want him to know he doesn’t get to pick me up and then leave me discarded like trash. I wanted to hurt his feelings like he’d just hurt mine. Jordan smirks like he knows exactly what’s running through my head. “For a wolfless girl,” he says, that mocking smile still playing on his lips, “you’ve got some serious balls. Stupid, but impressive.”

Then his expression shifts, decision made. He moves quickly, crossing to the door and turning the lock for extra measures. When he turns back, his smirk is wicked. "Get over here." My heart pounds as I close the distance. Julian drops to his knees in front of me without hesitation, hands already reaching for my waistband. "Julian…" "Oh shut up," he says, looking up at me through his lashes. "You dared me." He gets my pants open and pulls out my already hard dick, wrapping his hand around it.

TORREN POV The ghost mask feels like a second skin, the internal voice modulator humming as I scale the fence of the Michigan estate. I’m not using chloroform tonight; it’s too slow, too cinematic. I have a tactical sedative patch in my bag- one touch to the neck and he’s out in three seconds.

Whirr. The puppet instantly glowed, and its eyes once again flashed with red light. However, this time, its gaze toward Andrius turned obedient and respectful. He had succeeded in subduing the Silverium Puppet!

The confrontation that followed was a battle of wits and wills, as we challenged the Puppetmaster's control over us and fought to reclaim our autonomy. In a final showdown, we confronted the Puppetmaster, exposing their manipulations and refusing to be mere pawns in their game. It was a clash of ideologies, a battle between light and darkness, where the strength of our love and the power of truth triumphed over the Puppetmaster's web of deceit.

"This is our fault, Elder Langdon. We won't do it again!" "Elder Langdon, I refined this puppet using my oldest disciple. His physique is strong, and he's a martial nirvana. Please treat this as my apology." Thorn suddenly remembered he had a good-quality zombie puppet and quickly offered it.