Reclusive Master Novels & Stories

“By the way, maybe you’re a polyglot Master?” A cold shiver ran down my spine when I looked into his dark eyes and saw the devil glint. Had I guessed right? Was Reive a Master of Necromancy? I gave Reive the once-over again. He looked around thirty. What kind of Master could he be? Masters are usually around fifty. I calmed down and put aside the oily burdock with the wooden skewers. We’d eaten all the meat, and I was ready to forgive this self-satisfied man a little lie. If he wanted to make out he was clever, let him!

But he restrained himself and tried to control himself because he still had respect for his aunt. Next I felt the other person around him. I can't read her aunt's emotion, and maybe it's because of the amulet she was wearing from the White Light Clan. But Yana's cousin named Cerina, I get her real plan with her mother. They have no plans to return what they stole. And they are still lying. I also feel very bad and I suddenly close my eyes to a bad plan they want to make. "Vander, get ready." “Why Master? How did you feel? ”

“A-As much as I didn't expect that I would do such a thing, I called him ‘master’.” “Oh, you are already establishing the way you are. Don’t worry, you are not the first person to ever have the unexpected fall on our submissive sides to the extent you view your Alpha as your master.” He couldn’t bring himself to talk more about this—he can’t even say that he is thankful that he is finally understanding what happened with the bad memory he has with that. “Now, have you ever seen an Alpha lose his control?” “Loses his control? How?” Then it falls into him perfectly—he has never seen an Alpha completely lose his control. Barely but not quite. Cross has always been hesitant, always having this g

An old man, one well-known for his incessant flattery to the hall master, gestured with his hands and spoke, “Hall Master, these people dare barge into our seas, not honoring us at all. I think we should teach them a lesson!” The Hall of Divine Royal’s hall master thought about it and said to the old man, “What do you suggest we do?” “Haha…! Gather the surrounding forces that rely on us, and have them join us to surround them. There are many forces in our seas and a huge number of masters to boot. I don’t think we need to fear these reclusive families. We can just surround them and ask them to hand over the precious items they have with them!” “There are so many of them, and quite a large nu

They shouted, "Mr. Albert, please retreat to safety. We will handle this scoundrel!" "You guys?" Russell sneered at their words and confidently walked toward the group of masters. With each step he took, his presence grew more powerful until it reached its peak on the ninth step. The masters could feel their hair standing on end in the presence of this incredibly strong young man. He was undeniably a grandmaster and a remarkable one at that. What an extraordinary talent! Despite being the retainers of the Hackle family, they could not afford to back down. The Hackles had backup plans and armed forces at their disposal.

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.

She pulls out the papers from the file and hands them over to me. I take them and immediately begin to read. Page by page, it says here that Marcus has been in contact with a man named Grandmaster. This Grandmaster owns a chain of clubs, bars, and hotels across the world, but no one has seen his face, or they must have, but they don't know that he is the one called Grandmaster.

Knowing that his time was almost up, Patrick insisted on meeting the descendant of the previous Fisher matriarch, who was found recently. His friends were unable to dissuade him. Patrick also did not allow them to get Audrey to go over to them. He was worried about exposing his old friends’ locations and bringing them trouble. The elderly men were the rumored great masters who had been living in seclusion for two to three decades. Most people had only been able to obtain information about them recently because of Dr. Carden and Suzy Lafayette, who were disciples of these great masters. Dan, who threatened to tear down the gates, was the legendary thief and Suzy’s mentor.

How can Master fall into her trap? He remembered seeing a girl with Enrico the other night in the underground cellar of Casino. Even though she’s fully covered, it wasn’t hard to predict her gender and also…Master's mood darkened when Enrico put his hand around the woman’s shoulder which is very odd and his eyes never left their back till they turned the corner and his suspicion increased coupled with Ralph’s strange behaviour after meeting Lucas Roselli. Master was always patient when dealing with enemies but on that night he didn’t even wait till the Kingsters men got the approval from Lucas Roselli and just kicked the door open, barging in hurriedly as if he wanted to catch someone red ha

What if the beach house kind of added some magic to me and master's life and then, this house standing right in front of me, takes it all away. "Pet! Get the things in the trunk and stop standing there like a lost soul." Master yelled, from the door. I quickly shuffled out the car door and to the booth. I brought out our luggage and carried it back into the house. "Is there something on your mind slave?" Master asked curiously, staring at me as I climbed down the stairs. "Nothing, sir." I replied, my hands folded in front of me nervously. "Pet! Don't you lie to your master, pet! What's going on in that head of yours?" The look my master had in his eyes, made me not to even think of lying ag