The Cursed Sword Master's Harem Life Novels & Stories

Thoughts were sweet but their own false hope still residing turning down the sweetness earlier Everyone knew, the curse wasn't healed? Why no one knew? The words spread , luna being impure creating the remorse in the members . But who would dare to speak it loud .Moreover , the clossness of Richard and Eliss happened to be oil in fire . Richard, whose name was forbidden was roaming in the palace in bright light, laughing and enjoying as if the shadows of past never lingered in the hall of palace . Stunned the very soul in the palace who knew, who he was.

Same as how Rion actually didn't need to eat to keep on living, but it just felt nice to taste and eat a meal. "Master Rexa," Rion greeted the old man. "It is indeed nice to see a legendary person like you here." Master Rexa laughed out loud. "What legendary? Are you trying to mock me right now? I'm just an old man with a back problem. What legendary are you talking about? Hah... you just want to sweet-talk me right now, didn't you? Quit it already! I'm just an old man." Master Rexa was a sword master from Frozen Lotus Pavilion. He was a senior sword master, well-known for his skill and vast experience. Even famous masters like those from Liebu Moluntain had high respect for him. He was trul

Master's weave healed her soul. She wanted nothing to invade the peace in their small world, but one afternoon, deep in subspace, Master asked her about Zachery. She knew he was one of Master's most talented models and also that Master apprenticed him in Shibari. She'd had dreams of him and was worried Master would know she lusted after another man. She'd seen Master's exhibits of Zachery bound in rope, which didn't help the dreams. Her thoughts of destroying the only happiness she'd found in years caused her to panic when Master told her he was going away and leaving her in Zachery's care. It was the first time she rebelled. Master's disappointment left her feeling insecure and brought up o

The bronze swords in the castle were all gathered and used by the Young Master Desperate. Caspian was expressionless. He didn't care if Young Master Desperate wanted to fight or not. He just wanted to kill Young Master Desperate once more. "Hmph!" Young Master Desperate snorted. He knew very well that Caspian had killed him once, so Caspian naturally did not care about it since Caspian was at an advantage. However, Caspian had underestimated the Sword Master's determination to kill!

she beamed, gaining the other two ladies' full attention. "Gist you on what?" Sophia chuckled, trying to keep a straight face. "Two grownups alone in a house with walls and curtains covering them up, and it's a guy and a lady, of course, something is bound to happen. So tell us already, how was his action?" Annie smiled softly with an arched brow and immediately, Sophia's face darkened. "Don't even think too far...nothing like that would ever happen. Besides, I'm his SLAVE and I'm afraid you might have forgotten the meaning of that."

“My father sold me off to a slave merchant in order to pay his debt. He doesn't care what happens to me. I don't want to go back.” Another silence ensued between us. “In that case," Alpha Leonidas continued. "I'll tell you what my curse is.” My ears were opened. He was finally going to reveal what his curse was. Leonidas began. “My curse is the curse of death. After three years, my mate dies.” I stiffened in raw shock. “That's right,” Alpha Leonidas said, his eyes heavy. “It's my curse. The mate bond between my mate and I, is like a thread of death. By the third year, it snaps in twos, and my mate winds up dead.”

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Sarang quickly averted his gaze, turning back to Ishwar, who smiled knowingly. “Why are you smiling like that?” Sarang asked, taking another sip of his drink. “The bond between you and your master is… intriguing. The grand duke refuses to take another wife or mistress, yet he is intimate with you.” “Intimate?” Sarang blinked, puzzled. “Are you not a pleasure slave?” The bluntness of the question made Sarang choke on his drink. He shook his head furiously. “No! Master and I—our relationship is not like you and your master.”

She needs to fear him. And this was the time to claim what was his. He leaned his face down to her ear brushing his lips against her earlobe. He whispered making her gulp down. “Are you ready Mio Fiore?” Claim this body it’s yours, Just don’t expect to have more than that. ______________________________________ This book is a dark romance containing a heavy erotic theme a lot more than Yes, Master. So beware. Also next will be updated soon. Don’t forget to like and comment.

But then. "Five years ago, the brothers had a massive fight," Maria continued, her tone dropping as if she were sharing something forbidden. "I don’t know the details, but it was ugly. Somehow, Morris got caught up in it. Master Roland fired him. No one expected it, but Master Justin took him in afterwards. He’s been working for him ever since." My heart pounded as the pieces began to fall into place. The timeline, the fight, Morris’s sudden shift in allegiance... it still confused me more.