The Young Master Novels & Stories

PIERRE POV “It’s an honor to have another Young Master join us here.” Young Master? OOOOOOKAYYYYY? “I will leave him in your care then.” Mom replied before giving a small nod to the school’s principal who seemed rather overly enticed by the idea of the ‘other young master’ joining Rhodez High. If I were to be brutally honest, the idea of being called the Young Master didn’t really phase me. I have ever only seen them in Asian movies and never thought that they are a real thing and that someone could be literally addressed as the Young Master. Or those overzealous titles.

"Who is this crazy guy, Big Bro? Why is he here? I won't hesitate to beat you to a pulp if you cause any trouble." "And who are you?" Wade raised a brow. "Oh, I remember." His expression brightened. "Isn't this the second Young Master of the Anderson family? Or should I say the third Young Master?" "What are you saying!? This Young Master is the second Young Master and the whole world knows it!" "Really?" Wade rose to his feet. "Maybe the whole world does. The whole world except your grandfather." "Grandpa, what is happening?" "Little Boy." The old man narrowed her eyes. "What are you implying?"

She was sure it was Apollo. "You once asked me if they are close or not right?" Casey asked. Opal nodded. Casey smiled and looked at her shoe. "It was a week before young master would go to the army. Master had just finished his debut acting and we were celebrating his success. I had bought more cake for Master but he was nowhere and so wasn't Young Master. I went around looking for them when I heard a sudden splash from the Garden." Casey began to twist with the end of her sleeves as she went red and but her lips from smiling too widely.

The other female uttered. My heart thudded in fast paces at the mention of that Young Master, once more. My index fingers directed toward them, as I braced myself up. “Who is the Young Master?” I asked, cringing my brows. “Young Master Liam, the heir to the James empire. You should be happy, ma’am. He took care of you the night before. Boss didn’t retire for the night because you were unwell. He didn’t rest, until you fell asleep,” The other mentioned.

“ ……Maybe , Young master will change soon . “ said butler Albert . “ One day !….One day I gave Ayla a break day when she was here at our house and he went to the bar , to the disco , partying with girls . He even got a girl at the house that night like you said . To think that he didn’t sleep with her and listened to Ayla’s words when’s he told him to not do such a thing in the kitchen………….Haaah !…..It looks like only Ayla can manage him . “ said madam Dahlia . “ Indeed , I was also impressed when I Ayla told me to have someone escort that girl to her house and the young master didn’t even say anything at all about that matter . I personally think that you sho

Young master Part16 "Hello ...." a smirk at the door. Khan who saw the arrival of Roberto Mose, immediately bowed respectfully. "My lord...." Khan said. All eyes turned to Roberto, and the businessmen who came to the Khan Tones show, of course, recognized the man very well. "Young master Mose, welcome welcome." Mike Tones shook the man's hand. "It's an honor, my lord, to have you come to our little party," continued Mike Tones.

This left her wondering whether or not she should bring herself out of the covers. "Mistress, I am Yoon Jaemin, Master's secretary. I apologise for the scare you have just gotten. That was Han Minjae, and he can be little rough at times. If you are comfortable, I would hope for you to take down the covers. I will try my best to answer all the questions you have. This situation must be quite puzzling." It might be because of how gentle and soft his voice was for that instant, Sihyeon had tears almost forming at the corner of her eyes.

Swoosh— Just as they spoke, a dark figure with an overwhelming aura suddenly dashed out from the entrance like a flying bat. Bang! Smack! Boom! With just a slight effort, Noir and the others were sent retreating by over a dozen steps. They barely managed to regain their footing, but their bodies continued to wobble. In contrast, the figure dressed in a white robe stood coolly in front of the three Swallow family martial realm experts. He fanned himself with a folding fan, exuding an aura of arrogance. He was the Young Master the three mentioned, a legitimate heir of the Swallows, Osian Swallow!

This time, Lalisa didn’t feel completely free to exist. Lalisa picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth when suddenly she heard a strange voice in her earpiece, someone talking to Louis, “Young Master, leave.” Young Master. Lalisa shivered; it was the first time she had heard someone refer to Louis as “Young Master.” Louis had an older brother who had an accident on the way to their meeting place. This only happened in England, where they could call him Young Master.

He leaned to her ears before whispering those dreadful words. “You are mine, Rose!” She gasped out jerking up from her sleep. A jug of water had been thrown over her face making her abruptly sit up on the bed with a deep frown. She wiped the water from her face before taking deep heavy breaths. She looked up at the culprit in confusion only to find her Master standing there with a jug in his hand and a mocking smirk plastered on his lips.