The Masterpiece: A Novel Novels & Stories

He said, breathing heavily, and waited for her answer. She nodded, closed her eyes, and the next thing that happened in history. – Please support my new novel. It's a Fantasy Romance– Female Lead with a different, intriguing twist. I hope you'll like it, and reviews are highly appreciated. Thank you and keep safe always butterflies! Love y'all.

If not, he would never get this chance again. Master settled back and rearranged the chessboard in his mind. He has to play every chance carefully and can’t afford to reveal himself as the mastermind of all these arrangements. He burned the cigar and sucked the air from the other side. The white smoke released in the air, and his mind cleared with all the thoughts of getting Decker. Now that he was in the city, Master was about to shake his world with his first attack.

The daughter of a bitch she was. Still with the frown on her face, she continued trimming the hedges, going round the maze. Then she stopped and turned the other way. She was staring at the direction of The Master's bedroom. The curtains were slightly pulled apart, and as if on cue, his shirtless form walked across. Her throat grew dry seeing him that way. The Master was the epitome of sexiness. Literally, every spot on his body could turn a person on. She had just caught a glimpse of his bare back, and her heart had summersaulted. But again, she couldn’t blame herself. No way she could.

There was no one and I stepped outside. I wander the hall of the mansion, I didn't y how beautiful the mansion is, last time. It had many artworks and the decor was amazing. Whoever decorated the mansion was a pro. I went down the grand staircase and walked in the direction I assumed would be the kitchen. My mouth watered at the amazing aroma that filled the air. I was really hungry now that I was not weighed down by emotions, on entering the kitchen, my eyes landed on a plate of spaghetti meatballs and my knight in shining armor. Monica

The library’s floor is polished, and it has a granite fireplace and a comfortable, well-worn sitting arrangement. I heave a sigh, relieved that Ms. Lennie isn’t around to reprimand me. I’ve always loved reading and collecting romance books at home, so seeing these shelves just makes my heart soar. I start my journey inside, searching for cookbooks. Instead, I stumble upon a book placed in a glass cage in the middle of the classics section. I lean forward, touching the glass as I try to read the title. It’s Macbeth and Hamlet by William Shakespeare. The air instantly abandons my lungs when I catch sight of the leather-bound cover. It’s very old but still stunning.

"Second master needs a book from first master chambers. It's a difficult book to find, it's probably hidden in a place you can't get to easily" "What type of book?" "It's a magic book" "A magic book?" Audrey asked again to be sure she had read Lucia lips correctly. "Do you think first master is going to overlook me intruding his privacy. If he kept away from eye glare. Doesn't that mean he intends keeping out of eye glare??" "So what are you saying Audrey? Do you really think second master will put you in any harm way? Just tell me you can't do it and I'll understand that you pleading with me this morning to help you out was nothing but you being facetious."

The two persons in front of her received their marks and when it came to her turn, the scent filled her nose. She felt shivers run down her spine. She moved to stand in front of Master. Leader of the Conquerors, Master was an enigma. His name was hidden and he didn't often make an act of presence. Except for today. When he looked down at her, he saw brown pupils staring back at him. They were shining in the dim light of the podium, glowing in the dark. He drove in them, searching for darkness. That's when he saw red and blood. Trauma.

Is this some fancy hotel or something. "We have brought the girl," the bald guy tells him. "Master has been expecting you. He is in the great hall waiting for you," the butler says and gives the two men a secret smile. I can't figure out what the hell this means. Who the hell is the so called master and why on earth is he excepting me? Is he the one who ordered for my kidnap? Does he have a grudge against me? What did I ever do to him? The inside of the house is decorated with fancy painting and sculptures. The Mable floor and high ceiling gives the feeling of royalty to the place and I am sure as hell that the so called master is no jocking subject.

Master Series: My Alpha King My Master (Book 1) Written by ©️ Ifeoma Isabella Okeke (Omaisabella) All Rights Reserved. 2021 Chapter 1 KINGDOM OF FAIRY: Somewhere Within the Fairy Kingdom..... A dark clothed figure was seen running and jumping fastly on roof tops, making silent noise. Some group of people, about 10, on horseback, were seen chasing after the dark clothed figure. "The thief is on the rooftop, do not lose him!" one of them yelled out, pointing at the thief, not caring if his voice woke up the entire village.

I want to sleep, but I keep seeing the Master's exasperated face in front of my eyes for not allowing him to bury himself inside me. So I give up trying to sleep, pick up one of the novels the Master now allowed me to have and sit under the window and read, getting lost in the pages of fair maidens being rescued by their prince charming, the sharing of true love even when it was forbidden. I continue to read until I hear the Master returning. I then put the novel down and move to the centre of the sitting room, standing with my head down and my hands on my thighs.