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There was an inscrutable mystery in his eyes that seemed to pull anyone’s soul who dared to peek into its depths. “No one. I just happened to meet an old man like you which gifted me this masterpiece. I wonder if you recognize this craft.” Tristan shrugged and threw a simple wooden sculpture that took the image of a bird of some kind that was quite spectacular like it was about to launch to the heavens. “This is...” The old man whispered and tried to apply force unto the wooden carving. It did not break nor turned to dust like he had anticipated. ‘This is my master’s...’ The old man was not able to finish his thoughts at all. He knew of the implications of this thing.

The Master stopped talking while Elizabeth looked at him, dumbfounded, she found it hard to believe everything he'd been spewing from his mouth. Suddenly, she began to laugh. Even amidst the whole tension and strangeness of the place she was, she still couldn't help but laugh at what the Master had said. “This has to be some sort of joke. Am I supposed to be in a sci-fi movie or something? Supernatural beings? Oh, please, just cut to the chase and let me go home.” “I'm not joking, Elizabeth,” The Master deadpanned. “There's more to this world than you humans know.”

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.

she paused, looked at Dianna's eyes. "And his name is... Doctor Klaud Anderson." Dianna felt dumb and was speechless. She... she couldn't utter a single word nor look at her little sister's eyes. What will happen if their paths cross again? Can Dianna accept and embrace the truth that there's no way of escaping from her new Master or it would be false hope for the both of them?

I hope you felt the emotions, the pain, and the happiness that came with their love story. Meaning of the Story: The Mistress is more than just a tale of betrayal and love — it is a story of forgiveness, redemption, and second chances. It shows that even when love is tested by lies, pride, and mistakes, true love will always find its way back. Lorain’s strength reminds us that pain can turn into power, and that forgiveness is not a sign of weakness but of courage. In the end, the story teaches that real happiness comes when we choose to let go of the past, forgive, and love again — not because everything is perfect, but because love deserves another chance. ❤️

Two, the Master’s house wasn’t really on the outskirts of the city like I had thought, but he was rich enough to have afforded acres and acres of land in the corner of the city. We rode further into the lavish night before we stopped next to one of the largest buildings that seemed to tower over the others. White walls and reflective glass, all shiny even in the night stood proud and tall. Master stepped out of the car before rounding it to open my door. He reached for his hand, and I eyed it for a second before placing my hand in his big one. He wrapped his fingers around me, engulfing me in a sense of protection and belonging that hit me so hard all the air left me.

"Master... Please... Master... Stop..." I struggle to try to get my feet to grip the bed. The Master has never scared me like this before, even with his punishments and some of his punishments are scary but never he himself. The Master quickly leans forward, pushing my hands off of his chest and out of the way so he can grab my hips once more, pulling them more into him. I whimper again and start to sob, "Please, Master... No Stop... MASTER!... PLEASE STOP!..."

I’m a grownup woman. “Interesting.” Nathan is following me. “I hate you. Don’t humiliate me.” “I’m not, it’s just fun to watch you and Arthur play like a secret lover but the truth is you’re not.” I rolled my eyes and manage to escape him. It’s not like I don’t know that. Can’t he just not ruin the fun? I know it’s not fun being a mistress or being the other woman but I’m enjoying my setup with Arthur plus his wife and him are clearly over from the look of it so technically he’s just married in the paper.

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.

It was something Chelsea had taught her. The little girl said it was to make the tears dry up in our eyes hence not making them come down. Shaking her head, she opened the door of the bathroom only to gasp. "Master?" "I heard you yelling and then I thought maybe someone foolish, crazy, lazy, and douchebaggery did come to your room and I had to come to check myself." TBC How was it? Don't forget to subscribe to my book and drop a comment. XoXo