The Most Generous Master Ever Novels & Stories

Even though they were only five in number, they were considered to be more valuable than all the gifts that had been brought here today. Everyone was speechless at the generosity of this young master. Who exactly was he?

The confident look on his Master’s face was infectious. “They think that we don’t have enough men to launch a full scale war. So we’ll show them that we have more than enough to tear this world apart and build it anew” the Master lazily lounged on his chair and announced as though he wasn’t saying anything of importance. The eyes of the subordinate was filled with fervor. This was the Master! He was the one who had unified the nobles of the Eastern Empire in only a month and changed the fortunes of the entire Eastern Empire for the better. He was the genius who had blessed them with power that was beyond the limits of this world and pushed forward with unwavering determination. He had absolu

A nanny looked enviously and said, "The master has sent flowers to the madam again. The madam is so lucky." An elderly woman, however, said, "You only see how the master treats the madam well, but you don't see how the madam treats the master well. When the master was wandering in the streets, it was the madam who fearlessly faced the ruffians and brought him home, taking care of him meticulously. When the master was expelled by the family, it was also the madam who gave her entire fortune to the master so that he could make a comeback. When the master is unwell, the madam would shed tears of concern... In this world, there are not many girls like the madam who are indifferent to fame and fo

“But the Second Master isn’t bad either. And Young Master Lawrence has the most potential out of all of the third generation.” “I think Young Master Khian is also a good candidate…” They continued gossiping about the event at dinner and the possible candidates. It was expected—no one had fully recovered from the sudden announcement yet. Just as she was about to step inside, her name suddenly came up.

“The Master and you – watch how you talk about him. He’s the one who delivered us back to the surface and organised the humans into the sectors so we have room to grow and thrive.” I repeat the line I’ve heard all my life: the collector doesn’t say anything; he knows what I’m capable of so I know he won’t say anything bad about where I’ve come from. Most people picture the Master as someone who lords his power over everyone but all he really wants is order and for mankind to thrive once again. Of course he’s firm; the world is in disarray and everyone seems content to booze and whore their way through life. The master built the Academy to save the young girls left out in the dark and he make

’ Heart was praying deep inside. Cullen then looked into her eyes. ‘Last time, she was not with him, but I can see into her eyes that she is really sincere about this.’ Cullen thought. He then nodded. “Okay then, I will allow you. But let me know in advance, okay?” Cullen said. Heart felt relieved and took a deep breath. “Oh, thank God!” Heart said. “Always call me Master whenever we have sex, that is really special and I am your Master, okay?” Cullen reminded her. Heart smirked and winked at him. “Yes, Master Cullen. Hihihi.” Heart teased him.

"You are mine, forever MINE. Your heart and body belongs only to Me." She found herself getting turned on by his Possessive words. "Yes, I belong to you and only to you, Master." Turning her around to face him, his hands holding her hips. "Always remember that, now go down on your knees and worship my di.ck," "Make me, Master."

"Just bare with Master Eugene, in the meantime. He is quite grumpy at times, but he is not always like that. He is really a nice man, believe me." Jorah said in his master defense while he tried his best to move the burnt casserole over the gas range towards the empty countertop. The casserole was almost as big as the size of the cat's body itself so the other party was having a hard time carrying it. Seeing this, Abby came to his rescue.

The sales attendant asked, “Madam, would you like to take a look at anything?” The nanny said, “I want the heaviest gold bracelet you have!” ‘Our Young Master must be seen as a generous man!’ The nanny thought.

Mrs Catherine said, with a faint smile on her face. “Why is that?” I asked, surprised. “Mr Ares's dad, Christopher Masters, was a very soft man while he was alive. He was easy going, always smiling, and was kind and nice to everyone. He was really nice, too nice at times and many people started taking his niceness for granted. People insulted him indirectly, they stepped on him to get to places and he never complained. They could always do anything to him and get away with it because it was Christopher Masters, the nice, easy going man.