Novel & Cerita The Cursed Sword Master's Harem Life

"Duck! said the count at last whirlwinds in a deadly circle as a master swordsman, you should know for the second time that you were killed next to that titan ...!" "And I know in my turn that I would have been spared only with death by the calf's breath, come on, friend, you still crave me for a duel with parries and squabbles, I have my master, a worthy son of a gunsmith came from Marseilles, which honors the goblets, but also with the sword, and the most poisonous he does with death!"

he replied, "a harem of men, called a reverse harem in the books she used to read." "Julia, you're far stranger than I ever gave you credit for." "I'll attempt to explain that to you while Master is getting ready for supper with your parents." "A hint meant for me, no doubt," Master said. Master left to shower. I wondered if he'd return naked or be uncomfortable in front of his sister. She looked at me expectantly. "It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent."

“You’ve been too reckless lately. Signing loans without full board approval, and now letting that woman of yours parade around like she owns the place.” Darius’s head snapped up. His tone was calm but firm. “That woman has a name, Mr. Hares. It’s Lena. And whatever I do with her has nothing to do with you or the company.” Mr. Hares gave a low, sarcastic chuckle. “It has everything to do with the company, young man. You’re dragging the Blackwood name into the mud. That girl is trouble, and everyone can see it except you. You’d better tame your tigress before she burns this empire to the ground.”

"You are mine, forever MINE. Your heart and body belongs only to Me." She found herself getting turned on by his Possessive words. "Yes, I belong to you and only to you, Master." Turning her around to face him, his hands holding her hips. "Always remember that, now go down on your knees and worship my di.ck," "Make me, Master."

"Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?" "Mr. Jackel, you want a divorce but aren't willing to pay. Are you trying to force your wife out with nothing?" Nate looked horrified. He never expected that everything he had just said was being livestreamed across the internet. At that moment, Grace's screams pierced through the ward. "Get away from me! I'm not a mistress! I'm not! "The unloved one is the real mistress!" Nate froze. "Wendy! If you have a problem, come at me!"

She wasn't able to speak or talk again since that day. She spent the rest of her life teaching people martial art and the way of the sword. It was not to be taken lightly. Most warriors in her times hunted and killed the cursed but their pact demons easily picked another host. That has been happening and has transcended through time, till now. Even Kagami was killed by the sword, although he died his pact demon was now on the living world searching for another living host to exploit. "It's now your time son, to end the race of the cursed"; Yahiko voiced out with a soft smile creeping on his lip.

“If I’m arrogant, then your master will be called a dragon for how much his arrogance is worth.” Kael paused, he didn’t remember mentioning that he has a master. “What? What are you talking about? I don’t have a master…” Elena smiled, “Yes you did, don’t you remember the first thing you said when you woke up?” As if a memory crystal was being played, he finally remembered that in fact he did say something about his master. His eyes widened in shock, it was not a known fact that the black sword master of the Curdo Empire had a disciple! Not even an heir! Only the people of the estate and the vassals know.

The next following morning the Crown Prince had an early morning to train with his grandmaster on sword fighting. His grandmaster is a world renowned swordsman, legendary in the Dragon’s power, gifted in poetry and literature, and master of military strategies. Grandmaster, Don Shui, also trained the Emperor when he was young as well. He is now in his early fifties. He have long white hair and a long white beard. Bella didn’t know she was supposed to bring his sword, forgotten it and ran back to his courtyard to get it. When she returned, he was being yelled at by his master.

“They are coming for her. In dozens. In scores. In hundreds, even if it takes a hundred years, and they won't stop until she is dead. Anyone who comes in their way will be terminated.” Motherfucker! He was referring to Kieran. My heart dropped painfully. “No matter where you hide her, they will find her. She is quite famous, the girl who broke the Moon goddess’ curse and saved you bastards! My master will kill her–” He growled despite almost running out of breath! “Enough!!!” I roared like a wounded lion as those words stabbed my heart like hot branded knives. They were more than that. They were like acid. Like venom.

The Mothers called such things corruptions of the flesh, I immediately turned my head away. “I’m sorry,” I whispered shakily. “I didn’t mean to—” “Watch,” the Master interrupted softly. Fear tightened inside my chest. “I cannot, Master.” “You must.” His voice sharpened slightly. “A wife should understand how to please her husband.” The room suddenly felt suffocating and too small, i stared desperately at the floor while shame and confusion twisted violently inside me, the Mothers spent our entire lives condemning desire as sinful, yet now the Master called this sacred, holy and necessary, nothing made sense anymore, the Master moved closer until I could smell the heavy scent of incense and a