This Young Master Is Not Cannon Fodder Novels & Stories

"She is your weakness" "Love is our greatest weakness Kim and I am not weak. I will never be weak nor give my enemies what they want" Behind those high walls he raised was a scared child. No matter how strong and big he has grown, Liam was still that scared little boy who was bullied by others. His enemies were all around looking for his weakness and he was not about to give it to them. That would only be in his death and Liam was not about dying anytime soon. "Falling in love is not wrong. Cameron won't let anything happen to you"

Heart then stopped from sobbing and then removed her face from his chest and then looked into his eyes. “Thank you so much, Mr. CEO Cullen Lee.” Heart thanked him and smiled at him. Cullen smiled and blushed. “I am happy that you smiled because of me, just call me ‘master’ as return.” Cullen teased her. Heart chuckled. “Yes, master? Hahaha.” She laughed. Both of them laughed together. Cullen blushed and liked it so much. He then grinned at her. “So, meaning, we can have sex now? I am your master now.” Cullen teased her playfully. Heart rolled her eyes and then looked away. “No.” She declined and then stood up.

“Young master is definitely not in support of what the Alpha is doing and that’s how you know he won’t be attending, he’s voiced his feelings out and I feel bad for him. The Alpha is only—“ “I think the young master would be used to this already, after all, Alpha hasn’t been the ‘saint’” The lady says and I couldn’t help but deduce the hint of annoyance laid in her voice or maybe it’s my imagination. They eventually left, leaving me to wonder who the Young master is.

Aslan stated firmly, his eyes locked with Masters. Master leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled together. “You know, Aslan, I have watched you grow into a fine man. I have always seen you more than your father. Fierce, powerful, and that fire inside you always amazed me,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia. “But I didn’t know what happened to that man who wanted to avenge every moment of his misery,” Master rolled his eyes. “Strange this is that he wanted to give everything up just because he got a Costello pussy to fuck,” Aslan ragged; he pulled out the gun from the holster and pointed at Master’s head.

The Master turns the clipboard so I can see a small black and white photograph at the top of the board; she looks exactly like Elle, just younger. “Elle?” I ask him softly. I’ve felt my mate with my own hands; I’ve touched every inch of her body and I’ve tasted everything she has to offer. My mate is not a copy of some poor female who was killed because of her blood. “She’s a different story. A tricky little project for my team but different.” The Master chuckles to himself before turning the clipboard away so he can look at the page once more. “Let me be clear about what I’m offering here. You now know I have endless girls to send your way.” He coughs a little when he turns his back on me a

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?

She called him back and he began talking. “Did you get a taxi?”. “Yes, now explain what’s going on?”. “Lord is planning on running a bulldozer over the body of Young master. Please do something about him.” “You are the only one I can rely on for help. Please do something!”. Noir’s eyes widened as her throat went dry hearing the news that Chris gave her. “What did you say just now?”. “Lord wants to get rid of Young Master just because he insulted him or didn’t listen to what he said. Anyway, Master is Mad. Please stop him. I don’t think I can stop him!”.

In a quivering voice, Henry Styles asked, "Butler Maslow, does the Young Master have any instructions for us?" Ricardo replied coldly, "The Young Master will not be too petty with two old men. You can go back now. However, you must restrain your juniors and prohibit them from acting inappropriately from now on." Feeling as if they had been pardoned from a death sentence, Henry Styles and Bob Miller nodded respectfully. "Thank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young Master!" Their followers helped them stand up. As they had been kneeling for too long, their legs had already become numb. With trembling legs, they could not stand steadily and had to rely on their followers' help.

“How dare you?! You’re so young, but you’re this despicable! “How ignorant can a youngster like you get? Young Master John showed you so much respect, and this is what you demand of him?! “Do you think the world revolves around you? If it weren’t for Young Master John, I would’ve slapped you to death by now! “You think you can do whatever you please just because you’re the representative of the country’s Martial Arts Alliance?! “Believe it or not, I can make you kneel with a single hand!”

"Have you heard? When Thirteenth Young Master is discharged from the hospital, Master Rong is going to give up the position of family head to him." "Is it appropriate? I don't think Thirteenth Young Master has a few years left to live, it's too childish for someone like that to be the head of the family, right? He can't even speak properly now." "Yes, it's not easy to be peaceful for a few days, but it's going to be tossed around again. ......" The bodyguards at the door sighed, they didn't care who became the head of the family, they only cared that their peaceful days were going to be broken.