Young Master Novels & Stories

’ William thought to himself. Sometime later, a black limousine pulled over by the entrance of Lyndon Residence. A man walked down the limousine in casual wear with sunglasses on. It was Trent Young, with a few bodyguards following behind him. He was in his twenties, but with his outstanding skills, he made a name of himself in the martial world. A very capable man. “Granny, Master Young is here.” People who practiced martial arts were called ‘Master’ as a form of respect.

Kim raised her head, in the eye is penetrating a firm strength, "If I really don't play well, I let everyone hang me to death!" All of them gasped. This ugly woman has been climbing on the ground like a dog for so long, and she can even bear the insult. They thought she must be a soft bone who is afraid of death. It's really interesting that this soft bone should make a poisonous oath in order to blow an opportunity. Was she so desperate? The man known as young master York stares at Kim with an interested gaze.

Sean said seriously. Riza thought for a moment and replied, "Hmm, that's actually a good suggestion. I'll remember it. In the future, if I want to bully someone, I'll have someone inform them of what they did wrong and let them prepare themselves to be bullied by me." He changed his posture and said arrogantly, "I'm one of the Four Young Masters of Bandung. I can't just let people look down on me, can I?" "Exactly. The Four Young Masters of Bandung represent the younger generation of the city. You're all educated people. How could you do something so foolish and ruin your own reputation?" Sean said as though he were absolutely r

I asked in asked in a cold tone. “You are not qualified enough to ask that; our Young master has ordered us to bring you to him” I wonder who this Young master is never heard of this name before. “Who is this Young master, tell me his name” they were like deaf ears and didn’t listen to what I was saying and one of them approached and grabbed my hand. “Wait what are you doing you cannot touch her she belongs to Young master” who the hell is this Young master I don’t belong to him in fact I belong to no one.

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

"I was about to stop them, Young Master, I wouldn't have allowed them to go further." The Young Master picked a tiny stick and placed it between his teeth. His habit. "You've served me for a long time, Aleo, and yet, you aren't still familiar with my ways." He stood up from his chair and trotted nearer to Aleo, causing the frightened Young Man to shiver from fright. "I apologize, young master, it's my mistake. I'll apologize to the young miss and beg for forgiveness." Aleo said quickly and Xander got near to him.

He who had known as one of the wealthy young master with good attitude and good upbringing had attract many young girls attention . He is famous among the young people because of his kindness and never attract with the city imperial young masters that only knew how to enjoy themselves. There are rumors said , both of the young master Moo didn't have any female companion . Even master Moo doesn't have a concubine . The madams in the city said the young masters didn't want to have any connections to any young woman until they reach eighteen years old and they will onl

“Hey, Cali.” I turned in my seat, eyeing the young man who had sidled up to my side. “Hey, YB.” I gave him a smile. “You doing ok?” His eyebrows shot up as he chuckled. “Hey, that was going to be my line.” “Sorry.” I gave a small shrug. YB was young. Younger than me by several years and from what Truth had told me, been hanging around the club since he was fourteen. Desperate to patch in. Which he had done only a year ago. The youngest patched member they had. Hence the name Young Blood.

After five years of being forcibly institutionalized in a mental hospital by my parents for “rehabilitation,” I awakened the “Slap System” skill. One slap, a million dollars deposited into my account. Another slap, my combat power skyrocketed. Just as I was thoroughly enjoying my slapping spree and preparing to leap over the asylum walls to break free, my parents suddenly arrived to take me home. The moment I stepped through the front door, I saw my adopted brother Atticus Hawthorne, eyes reddened, holding my fiancée, Cassandra Vaughn, in his arms. Meanwhile, my real brother Roman Montgomery was locked in a dog cage, bitten and torn by vicious hounds, covered in wounds, and breathing his

Tears and mucus were streaming down his face. “Heartless?” I smiled, radiant and bright. “Compared to what you did to me on our wedding day, this is nothing. “Lucian, adults must pay the price for their choices. “Your youth was expensive—this was the price you owed.” With that, I waved my hand. “Drag him away. From now on, this man will not be allowed within half a step of Cross Industries' offices. “Anyone who lets him in will be fired.” “Yes, Miss Cross!”