Taming Master Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Alice’s P.O.V. As I step into the Master’s room, the powerful smell of alcohol and smoke reaches my nostrils. My eyes widen in shock, seeing the room’s condition. Everything is in complete disarray. What is going on? Then my eyes stop at Master, he is sitting on his chair, staring straight with a blank expression and puffing on his cigarette. He is so engrossed in his deep thoughts that he doesn’t even come to know about my arrival.

The prisoner is served white food, which is traditionally unseasoned rice, to rob them of their sense of taste and smell. Furthermore, the smoothness of all surfaces deprives them of the variety of touch perceptions. It took me most of the whole night to explain the technique perfectly but they got it at the end. Alessandro looked at me with admiration when it was all over and his subordinates had a newfound sense of respect for me. It was only my first day but marrying Alessandro wasn’t so bad after all.

"Iam all yours" he grinned at her as his eyes raked her naked body in disgust, he walked closely and leaned on top of her. He knew ameerah is smart and be has to be smarter, he nibbled and sucked on her weak spot as he finger gently finds it way to her gun that was kept closer to her.

Zhang Wei came out to hear his master. "Master actually we are here for........" "Here for what? I knew that you two are unkind but never expected this from you two. Get lost from my eyes." Master became mad at them. He was disappointed at them. They left from that place. "Why did you do this Chenguang?" "I am so sorry Zhang Wei. I couldn't control myself." "What will I do with your sorry? Listen I have a plan. Today we will steal the book from master's room"

Only a being like him could instill such an emotion with a bare look. I am quiet as I walk into the library, that chilling feeling in my bones, unable to go away. I walk through the aisles, and freeze when I see him- The Master. He is early today. He is here before me. His gaze is fixed between the pages of an old book, calmly swiping through them, his hair blowing in the light breeze from the flip of a single page. I watch him for a moment, and the chilly feeling inside me dissipates.

she said in a teasing voice as she sat on the counter. I flicked my gaze over her bare legs swinging off my counter. She was wearing my shirt, and I saw how her nipples peaked under the fabric. I would never wash this shirt. It was my prized possession now. “An Alpha can do a lot of things, little wolf. Cooking is just one of the ways I keep my prey satisfied,” I smirked. Her lips twitched. “Is this part of my training? Learning that my Alpha can make breakfast without burning down the city?”

Chapter 11 (Ambrosia) After dinner my master walked me up to my room. I turned to him before I went in to tell him thank you. He healed my body, took away my scars, provided for me, fed me, and was gentle in most aspects of everything he did for me. I even had my own room. I had so much to be thankful for and I wanted to make sure he knew that I was. He nodded back in response. “I can trust that you will not try and run, correct?” my master asked me suddenly.

"End!" A voice shrill as ice. Xander panted heavily, his chest heaving down, as damp sweat trickled down his chin, until it landed along his jaw. A figure walked up to him, handing him a bottle of water, "Young Master." He performed a curt bow. The cork of the bottle flew across the room, and Xander chugged it down, gazing at his opponent who sprawled on the floor, blood oozing freely out of his body, his jaw was broken, and his legs were coupled together, as one who had been electrified.

He groaned, wrapping his fingers in my hair before slamming me down and forcing me to take the whole length into my throat at once. I gagged and thrashed, but he simply held me down while driving casually. "You better calm the fuck down and get used to this. Once I'm your master, you're going to do a lot of begging and crying and your first lesson starts today." His words should have frightened me, but all that they caused was my cock to strain harder and my hole to flutter, begging for his cock.

Chad shook his head to clear the cobwebs before slowly getting to his feet. The other man laughed. “Looks like you got your butt kicked by a skinny broad,” “No way,” Chad was furious at his defeat. “All right, lady, I let you have that one,” He stumbled back onto the mat. “Now, I’m serious,” He waved at her. “Come on, try that again,” “If you insist,” Kat said innocently.