The Masterpiece Novels & Stories

He know all the martial arts master had. To be continued.....

That day changed her from the sweet and lovable girl she was to the girl am living with Well everybody deserted her but not me She's more than my boss she's my daughter And I'll do everything within my power to keep her safe and maybe help her find love But the only thing bothering is why would my mistress buy a male slave? We have so many maids in the mansion so what's the need to buy a male slave? It's kinda weird ! I exhaled deeply and covered my self with the duvet and drafted off to sleep Next morning..... I walked downstairs to prepare breakfast for my mistress,miss Tina and apparently the new slave

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

Doris was clearly sidestepping my question, yet the onlookers seemed to interpret her behavior as an admission of my alleged degradation. Jennifer's voice rose above the murmurs, her arms waving with fervor. "Guys, if we turn a blind eye today, who will stand for us when our time comes? Today, we are the judges of the mistress! For this shameless mistress who wreaks havoc on others' family, we owe it to ourselves to mete out justice!" Encouraged by Jennifer's impassioned words, the students jumped onto their desks, their chant of "Expel the mistress and make it right" echoing through the hall.

Nerissa grabbed Isabella's hand. "Nerissa, we are going to work here as maid. We shouldn't take advantage of their kindness." But Nerissa wasn't listening at all, instead she also followed inside without even helping Isabella to carry their luggage. "Wow! That's really huge!" The mansion was enormous; it looked like a palace. The floors were shiny white marble, the stairs curved up with intricate designs carved into them, and the chandeliers seemed endless. Before the grand staircase, there are two people wearing maid's uniform.

But for Lilia, none of that mattered. Her eyes were fixed on the painting—the last item of the night. "Horizon’s Lament," a masterpiece by Elian Devereux, the last work from the renowned artist before his untimely death. She had spent months studying it—memorizing every brushstroke, tracing the artist's intentions in catalog prints, and immersing herself in its history. This was more than just a painting. It was her last connection to something pure, something untouchable. And tonight, she was determined to win it.

MARIE After the little drama, the gentleman took my hand and led me into the ballroom. The moment the grand doors opened, I was engulfed in light and splendor. The ballroom was the epitome of wealth and elegance, with a domed ceiling painted like a renaissance masterpiece. Massive crystal chandeliers hung like frozen waterfalls, scattering golden light that glimmered against the polished marble floors. Along the walls, long velvet drapes the color of deep wine framed towering windows that reached the ceiling. Between each drape were mirrors trimmed in gold, reflecting the endless glint of opulence.

The Master could be seen approaching the Golden Casket with his dark face beaming with smiles, He stared at Mysterious who just watched from afar, He knows that Mysterious is only but eager to get Armageddon out of his system. The Master got close to the Casket, Immediately his hands touched the Casket, He fell into a trance, He opened his eyes in shock as he saw his Underworld being erased from Existence, He saw himself fighting a powerful being( Rick)

Cullen screamed. Heart nodded. “Ugh, yes, I will come again for you, my master, ughhh, ahhhhh, ahhhh, ahhhhhhhhh!”

"Master, it is done!" At exactly twilight, an unfortunate lifeless head rolled on the floor, completely detached from the body. "Good ! Have the express mail package delivered before midnight today." Dom bowed down and left. Grandmaster was standing in his study with his back to the door and his eyes focused on the huge portrait in front of him. "I missed you, my flower." A dry smile spread out on his face. "You'd probably object to what I am about to do right now, but I have to do it….for you and our baby." His voice cracked.