The Lazy Swordmaster Novels & Stories

His fingers rubbed her clit—slow and torturous—but every time she lifted, reaching for release, he pulled away with a smile, just enough to keep her hanging. Jasmine gagged, frustration choking her. “Please…” she whimpered, voice cracking with desperation. “Beg harder…” he said, kissing the corner of her neck. Jasmine let out a frustrated sigh. Her eyes burned. Her thighs clenched. “Please… master… let me cum… please…” A smile curled at the corner of his lips. His fingers moved again, drawing tight circles, never letting her slip free from the edge. “Not yet.” He whispered, voice low and possessive. “You thought you would cum that easily? You have to earn it… feisty lamb.”

At the same night, master was sleeping in his room. Chenguang and Zhang Wei silently entered the room. They started to find the book. "What are you two finding dear?" Suddenly, Master Qiang wake up. Chenguang and Zhang Wei scared to see their master. "Oh no! I told you Zhang Wei." Chenguang said with fear. But Zhang Wei didn't listen to him. Suddenly he saw a book next to the master. He attacked his master with a knife and took the book from there.

He immediately ran as the crowd charged toward him. “Kid, stop!” “Hey, Little Kid! Give me the hammer, and I won’t mistreat you!” “Don’t listen to them; I’m the Sacred Sword Sect’s Sect Master! If you give me the hammer, I’ll give you a weapon from the Indigo Category!” Ambrose suddenly laughed. He might be young, but he was not dumb. Only an idiot would believe their words! “Bunch of fools! I dare you to chase after me!” Ambrose turned around and laughed before he flew off quickly.

He was obviously reluctant to give it away too. "Listen to your elder, little girl. Give that sword to me." The Young Master of Heaven Tao Sect said flippantly, with the same evil smile on his face, "Or do you want me to come over and take it from you?" "There are too many people here, Young Master. Please watch your behavior." The grade-six Grandmaster reminded him. Young Master snorted and his face turned gloomy. He pointed to a grade-two Grandmaster, then said, "Go fetch that sword for me."

I gave him some time to answer but when he did not, I carried on “If I share what I have with you, do you at least promise to not see me as a clown who just wants to waste your time?” King Xanthanius then leans on the table, his back to the outside door while his torso was turned in my direction “very well” I took a deep breath and released it before I spoke. “I think that sword belonged to your father. An information you might already know” “Yes. It was made on request for him” he replied. He was admitting. This could lead somewhere. “I knew this because of a dream” “A dream?” Now there’s the awkward stare. “Yes, a dream. Ever since the night the castle and I were attacked, I started having

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

A figure began to walk slowly toward Zephyr Khan. With a cold face, he carried a long sword on his back. Wisps of sword Focus enveloped him, sharp and domineering. This guy was the sword master whom Zephyr Khan had paid close attention to before! At this time, he went straight to where Zephyr Khan was. He didn't care at all. Therefore, in an instant, it attracted attention of other warriors around. "Isn't this Jian Yu?" "Haha, I'm starting to miss you!"

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

Whoever blocked it must be a master swordsman. “Junior master, I will handle it from here!” The master swordsman said to the thief lying on the floor, who was looking dazed. Master? What kind of master goes about stealing and killing? These and many more questions flooded the heads of Wilson and other onlookers. Common sense told Wilson to forget about it and just leave quietly, but he was enraged, too enraged to listen to his senses. He angrily shouted and shifted his sword towards the swordsman. His horizontal lash to the waist was blocked, making Wilson angrier. He swung at him again. Left, Right, diagonally, horizontally, vertically. Every move he could think of was utilized. He had neve

I say, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him in. " Woah! Okay..... I think this is a good time to mention I hate being controlled," he grabs the book and puts it down on the counter before grabbing both of my hands and lifting them above my head. " I'm your king little flower. I say you do. I'm your lord and your my slave." My heart literally skips a beat before it starts pumping blood like I'm running for my life. The wall on the back of my hand feels cold as his eyes bore into mine.