The Master Puppeteer Book Novels & Stories

Every one panicked on witnessing such a scary scene, Andrew and his other partners started trembling with fear just by looking at old monks condition, but master moved his nose towards left-right and all of them become like statues- their all senses were awakened but body was not moving. Master ordered old monk to open the book. On seeing the book, Master said in his creepy voice, "Finally finally my dream to rule the world is going to be true. haaa haaa haaa. Let's be ready for tonight's rituals His voice was so annoying that every one's ears felt irritated on hearing that.

“And from what he got, it seemed like those five sages had something they wanted to take from your father but he refused to give them. Alec presumed that they were working under the order of someone but no matter how hard he dug, he couldn’t find anything. It seemed that it was this Master that gave the order.” “If it was ordered from the man, could it be that what he wants is in this place?” Aurora tilted her head to the side and her eyes went over the whole room. “Not sure if it is in this room but probably in this place.” “But why can’t he just take it straightaway? Why go through the problem of creating many puppets?” “It is not his loss if he continues to turn people to killing tools. T

Mask smiled telepathically. “So I wanted to ask if they’re dummies like you.” Alex knew that he could tell it as well. Those two people were puppet people that humans had made. Alex initially thought that the topic would end here. To his surprise, this guy seemed to be a socially awkward person previously, but he suddenly turned into chatter and asked, “Hey, what’s going on between you and that woman? Do you really have four children with her master?” Alex was helpless. “Do you believe it?”

“Master, I can do that as well.” “No, you can’t.” To my surprise, it was Leviathan who spoke in disagreement with Mammon. “Brother, you can only mimic a human if you are possessing their body. You are incapable of creating another similar body with your magic. As much as I hate to say this, Belzeebub is the only one who can create the perfect puppet imitate the master.” In my mind, I was going to praise Leviathan for being mature enough o say it, but then he starts to bury his face in his hands and weep. “I’m sorry for being useless!” Ah. There he is. The crybaby is back in the room.

"I do not know. But it felt like... like home." The pup's words haunted me. Like home. How could the pup feel at home with the master of the Unraveler? Unless the pup was connected to it in ways I did not understand. I shared my fears with Sera. "The pup said the master weaver felt like home," I said. "What if the pup is not just a vessel for the Unraveler? What if it was created by the master weaver? What if it is part of the master weaver?"

Then what it will take for him to understand it? "Now I want you to do something." Rose blinked at him as he took a seat beside her on the bed before effortlessly pulling her over his lap. Her covered body slightly brushed against his bare ones making her breathe out unevenly. "From now on don't call me Master." Her eyes snapped up to his soft ones. "What?" He nodded his head, raising his hand and placing it over her rosy cheek letting his thumb caress her soft flesh. "It stings my ear whenever I hear you calling me Master. I admit there was a time when I used to love hearing that word from your lips. It gave me a sense of having authority over someone like you." Rose stared at him with conf

“As much you hate it, Omegas are the lowest of the hierarchy. You know this. We are somehow created to be under those who are higher than us. Alphas and Betas alike, they have the inborn mentality that we are nothing but the sex-slaved child bearer they can have at their disposal.” That alone triggers way deeper inside him. But this time, more on the hatred towards these scumbags and not to himself. “But remember, we are not just Omegas. You are not just an Omega.” He breathes deeply and tries to absorb that but fails miserably. “How can you say that when you just pointed out everyone's mentality about us?” “Have you ever lost control of your beliefs during sex?” That made him gulp. “A-As mu

She’s behind it. The puppet master in the shadows is my mate. Pete’s unkowingly has become Anastasia's pawn. And he is making a fool of himself, thinking that he is the one holding the reins, because he is not. My mate is calling all the shots. And damn, if it is not beautiful. Pete turns to the crowd, lips curled like he thinks he’s delivering some powerful truth. “He’ll be the example. For all of you. For every single one of you who even thinks about turning your back on your chief.”

"Thank you, sir. Your slave appreciates any attentions you might spend on her." Master smiled at me. "I know how badly you need to cum now, slave." "Yes, sir," I grinned back. "Very badly." I grabbed my iPad and I sat in Master's lap and showed him the sites I'd bookmarked. Lisa sat beside us. We not only showed him the furniture pieces themselves, but the accessories sold with them to make them more useful or fun for slave and/or Master. While we looked at them, Master caressed and petted me, stroking my breast and nipples, fingering my cunt. He didn't let me cum, keeping me on the edge of climaxing much of the time until I was a quivering mountain of need, pleading and begging for him to g

Once I shall be able to set my hands free, these clowns shall be leaving my fun fare. But I guess by the way that everyone is just standing around, that they are awaiting the presence of their Master. Well, there is only one Master in this house, and that is me. So as I look over to the boys who seem to be beyond frustrated, I hope that they will have some sort of a plan. I am soon ripped into reality as I see their hands are tied to the back of a chair; therefore, there is no getting daggers to cut this ever so right ropes from our hands and feet. Then suddenly, I see Edward begin to stir. I do not care much for our captures, for I shoutout for him.