Spartan 117 Master Chief Novels & Stories

OMG! Maestro I finally got a good nights rest and go figure she was beside me. This makes no sense to me. She is the fucking enemy yet with her by my side I can breathe easier. But I will never tell her or anyone else that. Now I have to deal with the bigger issue, her brother. How can I get him to help me when he believes nothing I ever say? And with her hurt it is going to make matters worse.

She frowned wondering exactly what he was doing here and so now her curiosity increasing she inched a little more towards the door that was left slightly open. "You won this fight, if you keep on winning, you will find yourself getting closer" he was instructing as he gave the shirtless man/fighter a towel. Even from behind Eira couldn't help but admire his broad back and muscles. "Don't worry Mac, I will make sure to win the fights. I am going to get to him, no matter what" Armando said with determination and confidence in his voice. His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it.

Master waved his hand to Henchman and he went quiet, but you could still tell he was seething underneath his cowl. "You have grown bold in my absence, Aria. What has changed?" His mood went from brooding to amused. I have not changed, why is everyone assuming I am changing. Just because I am an obedient soldier, doesn't mean that I don't have times where my temper runs thin. Besides I use to be a General myself and I hated being around the bush. So didn't the others. "Forgive me Master. Being a General myself once, I know how imperative it is to disperse important information." Sebastion bit his bottom lip, trying to suppress his laughter. I elbowed him into silence. These where our leaders,

And I was going with him. A Spartan warrior, tied directly to House Ares, on a secret mission involving assassins, monsters, and a weapon pulled from the very fabric of myth. The sheer, audacious insanity of it was breathtaking. We worked in the pre-dawn stillness, the tavern our sanctuary. While Hypatos checked and rechecked his gear, his movements economical and precise, I became the logistics expert I never knew I was. I pulled out old maps from beneath the floorboards, their creased parchment smelling of dust and forgotten journeys.

****The text****** Good morning chief, Michael here. I’m safe and the comare has appointed me to be one of her security detail. I'm trying to get all the evidence to arrest her but Mario, her second in command, is yet to trust me and I am yet to get involved with all their business. As of now some men were either released or killed when I was captured. Only the 3 of us survived their intense training. And you will be surprised to know that the comare is ….. ****End of text*****

said a woman with short hair and she immediately lost the fire that was in her hand earlier. “Marku Rinovo,” the man with dark skin bowed. Marku exhibited before he vanished the miniature waves above his palm. She walked and she almost bowed to them but Maestro Luxor grabbed her and straightened her back. She looked to her maestro with an expression of asking why did Maestro Luxor stopped her to give honor to these wonderful super beings. “Maestro, sho should not stop me on giving what they deserve. Hats off to these super being—Oh! They are both amazing ang blessed with that power!” she said.

A party was held for the safe return of the master. The maids were running about preparing for it,cooking and serving the soldiers and guests that came to celebrate with the master,the mansion was filled with people I have never seen this much people here before, and serving was a lot of work, after being lazy for a month I had something to do to stretch my body,so I loved the exercise. Master George(Stephen father),Stephen and Felix came shortly after the return of the master. I had never seen Stephen's father before,but I heard he is the strongest master and he ranks number one.

Too late. “The plan has always been to take over. The process was what I never relayed to you. Time is our mortal enemy, Freya. Relax and focus on the fun.” That was my fucking words for the day. My second in command returned to the car, nodding his head. I adjusted, taking a look behind me. There were flocks of cars filled with thousands of my men. Every weapon was in place. All that I needed was available. The great day of my life is finally here. The wait was fucking over.

Why she still want to be rebel when she knew she's helpess. Him. Her master. Her owner. Her saviour. Her destroyer. The one who not only owns her body but also her soul. She's his to play. His to Destroy. His to do as he wished. Him Xavier Valentino. One ruthless business tycoon. He wasn't any kind of mafia or gangster but the power he holds was more immense than anyone. He was grown up with the thought of woman being treated as a slave. Submissive and a play toy.

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.