Young Master Novels & Stories

he said, and walked them to the garden Serena saw the old man sitting by the pool with glass of expensive wine, with a young woman by his side whose identity she could not point out, she was an epitome of beauty, slim, with her jet black hair tied in a bun, she looked elegant and classy in that white sundress, the man had grey hair, handsome, much like Alex. Alex went over letting Serena sit on the vacant chair placed across his father, he looked at the old man and nod, " father I would like you to meet my girlfriend Serena Connie", he introduced her to them, " serena meet my father Josh Salazar and his wife Pearl" "Nice to meet you both" Serena said with a wide smile, extending her hand to

The Master pulls back when we hear a laugh as Finn says, “Go get a room, we don’t need to see that…” We are both breathing heavily. The Master leans forward just a little and extends his arm in front of him. I then feel him being tugged and a grunt behind me. I turn in the Master's arms and watch as Finn brushes the grass off his boxers. He steps forward, stopping within an inch of me as the Master wouldn’t let him any closer and he says, “You are one fast little minx, aren’t you?”

His thoughts revolved around too much darkness, they had consume the totality of him. He had grown up knowing what if feels like to be neglected and treated like a nobody. His mother was an Omega, discarded by her pack and later enslaved by the Alpha of the Black Saints pack, where she had him. Liam was born into a life of torture and slavery and being spat on by everyone.

His smile was calm. "That's a wise decision, Madam. Learning a new place is the best way to survive. I also did it at a very young age when I had to start getting to know the foreign world called business." "That's something only pro could do." "Am I did it good?" "Very good, Mr. Declan." "Thank you." They laughed, when in the next second, Declan's expression softening. “Are you alright? Arlo can be a bit much. He has a reputation, you know.”

His tiny hands waved animatedly as he told me about the paintings he’d made. His art was endearingly messy, the colours bold and chaotic. At his age, everything he created felt like a masterpiece. "Look, Miss Elena!" he exclaimed, holding up a crayon-sketched ice cream cone. "It’s beautiful," I said with a genuine smile. And it was, in its own way. But there wasn’t much time to linger. He had an ice cream outing with his grandmother today, and I hurried him to freshen up and change into the clothes I’d packed that morning.

He later escaped but ran into the wrong hands again and they tried to take advantage of his helplessness but the hero league saved him and they have been his only home ever since. 'You address me as CIN Aiden, not Silverstin,' he informed her. Suzanne looked into his silver like eyes. No wonder he had the name Silverstin. He had white hair and he always wore a mask and a hooded cape. 'Hmm...that's a mouthful, why don't we just call you Adien?' Suzanne suggested. Everyone around held their breath. Justin face palmed himself. What the heck is Suzanne doing?! 'How dare you suggest that? Don't you know who he is?' Ryan quietly asked her, a bit annoyed.

"Security, get this girl out. She's a paparazzi." "Miss, we would have to ask you to head out" A security officer spoke up, trying his best to sound polite. The other on the other hand did not seem to know what polite meant as he simply started cussing her out " Get out of her, this is not somewhere someone of your status has the right to be in. Do you know what will happen to you if anyone inside hears of it. Get out before I call the police" "I'm here with the id... Sorry your Young Master Mu"

Yeah, So not weird. “I have to go back to the table.” I slid away easily or that was what I thought. Because Mr Young pulled me back by my wrist and without missing a beat, grabbed my hips and placed me on the counter - like I weighed a feather. He was standing too close for my liking, I had never seen him up this close. I could see everything, his dark long eyelashes that connected to his eyelid or the way his eye colour seemed lighter and fuller. Mr Young is indeed the most beautiful man in the whole universe, there was a small frown on lips which I wanted to smoothe over so much.

It seemed Young Master knew that Young Master really couldn't accept a negative image from an opponent. If someone belittles him, he is immediately challenged to prove this wrong. Now with reddened eyes, he said to Young Master, “No Young Master, I'm not unsure. I am Andrew Young I come from the Young family. My family is a well-known family in Northern Hills. We are highly respected and admired in our community.” At this time Mr. Young was even more arrogant, the self-confidence that had been hidden had resurfaced. Slowly he rose from his kneeling position and look

The youths and the teacher present are all stunned when they saw the bright yellow crystal and the three attributes. “Three Attributes! A Yellow Rank Novice level at the age of 17 too! What a talent! This is really the Young Master of the Harter Clan!” The middle-aged man from a while ago said in astonishment. It turns out that the Young Master from the red flag is the Young Master of the Harter Clan. “Can I go now?” The Young Master of the Harter Clan asked. “Yes, yes!” The middle-aged man said. The Young Master of the Harter Clan we