This Young Master Is Not Cannon Fodder Novels & Stories

He could be just as annoying as the other guys sometimes. "Do you have to question everything? Can't you behave and obey? I don't like this either, but I'm not gonna sit there and question everything he does. We aren't allowed too. Just be thankful that you aren't suffering anymore, yeah?" He closed his eye angrily, and then sighed with defeat. "I know Aria. I know. I guess I would just ask for a little more freedom. That's all." I knew how he felt. But unfortunately with our freedom, we would become terrible killing machines, and that's what the Master didn't want. His intentions where good.

He was in a complete posture to fight as he extends his sword just an inch to take the daydreamer boy out of his thought train, Noah smirked saying, "A minute ago you were a crying mess and now oh-am-brave play, you're an awesome actor." Lucious narrowed his eyes on him, and with pure seriousness oozing out, he said "Windy is not only for act its a real sword and trust me it can slice you better than any chef and give me a single reason why I shouldn't kill you and throw your body to my dogs?" Noah couldn't hold his chuckle anymore as he said, "Because first, I am a Royal of Anchancia, sire Selves' son. I am Noah Hilda Selves Xinlin."

He sneered and said, "Why? Do you think I'm a vegetarian?" He was a philanthropist, but it didn't mean that he was a philanthropist and didn't care about anything. The Second Young Master Wayne didn't have any real power. Being shrouded in the shadow of his elder brother, Qi Lingcong, he could only be idle all day long and be an idle young master? Thomas slowly rubbed his two fingers together, a cold look that no one had ever seen before appearing in his eyes. Blake bumped into him. How could this matter be over like this?

Young Master Hero fierce voice. Master Hero's group had stopped eating, all wide eyes to the sexy girl who approached the grumpy master. Other students were also on the watched as they knew the young master character when his aura was fierce, bad mood or grumpy. All audience were in silence in the whole cafeteria as it was been a whole week that the Young Master Hero was being fierce to anything that comes his way. "Why? I am not ugly. Look at me," the sexy girl seated herself without permission yet.

The Master was clearly preparing them for war and their opponents were no weaklings themselves. “Do you think we will also become this powerful when it is our turn?” the young soldier sounded slightly excited. He was still fearful, but he couldn’t help but wonder if he could also become this powerful after receiving the Master’s power. “I wouldn’t be so excited if I were you. Such good things are seldom without a price” the older man sighed. The younger soldier’s words made him realize that it would soon be his turn to receive the power of the Master. Just like the young man he was part of the next batch. He really didn’t want this power. Whenever he thought about it chills will travel down

“Promise me that you will never leave me. And I promise you I wouldn’t touch you till you will be ready.” She stared at him unsure before nodding her head. "Yes, Master I promise.” A stone in his chest started melting but will he acknowledge it? _______________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Do like and give feedback. Do follow me here Spread the purple heart

"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?"

Cutting him in the middle, Young Master answered briefly, “Then, just throw him in the river after cutting his tongue.” “Alive?” I realized his voice became more serious, “Yes. Crocodiles will take care of him.” Taking long and steady steps, that Young Master approached me, stepping out of the darkness of that shabby basement. I felt an unwelcome surge of excitement the moment my eyes met with his sharp, hawk like eyes. He had dark amber hair, curling on his forehead. The clean, light look of him with that warm smile impressed me instantly but his both hands were covered with blood, creating a sharp contrast with his milky white shirt.

Jenson scoffed and said, “Kid, this is the first time I've seen someone in such a hurry to die.” Kayson replied indifferently, “Die? There are indeed people who can kill me in this world, but it will never be you guys.” Jenson snarled, “Master Gould, kill him!” Master Gould frowned and hesitated for a moment. ‘This young man… Is he a grandmaster? But I’ve never seen such a young grandmaster before!’ After a short bout of contemplation, Master Gould finally made up his mind. He tapped the ground and disappeared from Kayson’s vision.

"Kendrick, Young Master said we’re not supposed to sleep together!" "What?"