Novels by Master Light James

With her head down, Mara paced up and down in her room, wringing her hands from time to time, showing how helpless she was. She just did not know what to do to get herself a perfect solution for this issue. She had not told Leo anything about what her father had told her. And she had no intention to do so. If she was to tell him about it, she would also have to let him know her decision, and right now, she had not decided anything and neither could she imagine herself even telling Leo that she could never be his wife. It was absolutely impossible! Even she could not imagine a world where she would not be his lovely wedded wife. Since the day she met him, she had been consistently dreaming of this, and now that the opportunity had finally come, would she just sit down and let it fly past her just like that? Without fighting hard for it? The thought of another woman getting married to Leo and raising kids with him nearly made her run mad with anger. Impossible! She would never sit back

"Dad," Mara gasped in disbelief. She had not expected her father to react in such a manner at all.But Caulden ignored her and kept his unwavering gaze on Leo. "A Stanson, right?", he asked."Yes, sir. Leonard Stanson is my name.""A Stanson from the North side."Hearing those words, Leo took a deep breath and drew up his body involuntarily. "If you had any business with my father or grandfather, I can assure you that I have no knowledge of it whatsoever and neither am I involved in it.""Humph," Caulden scoffed as if to say, 'who do you think you're trying to fool'.For a split second there, Mara almost forgot that he was her father and was just about to give him a tongue-lash. But she managed to hold herself in check."I don't know what you want me to say, sir," Leo said in all honesty. "I don't understand what you're trying to imply h...""You know very well what I mean," Caulden shot back. "You are a Stanson from the North side and you're no baby, so you must know the despicable

"So, this individual, how long have you known him, you say?", Caulden asked after a moment of silence.Mara racked her brain, trying to remember when exactly she had first met Leo, but she just couldn't recall the exact date. So she gave up and simply shrugged. "I've known him for about two years or so. I can't remember when we first met, but he's been the most important person in my life and we love each other very much with all our hearts," she said with conviction. She was absolutely sure that her father would love Leo too. They were seated in his car now, heading over to the house for the men to meet each other formally."What did you say is his name again?", Caulden asked. His face seemed not so bright, but then, he was not known for smiling. A stoic man at best."Leonard Stanson. He's a very wonderful person." Mara never missed any opportunity to praise her sweetheart."I'm wondering if it's the South side Stanson or those despicable North side ones," Caulden murmured thoughtful

“Welcome home. How was your day? Did everything turn out okay?”, Leo asked as Mara walked into the living room.“Um… yes,” she replied with a weak smile and sat down heavily beside him on the couch.“What happened? What’s wrong?”, he asked in concern, sensing that she was not feeling very great.“Nothing much really, but it seems like a lot,” Mara murmured, placing her head on his shoulder. She still had not told him anything about the fact that she had met the man who was her father. In fact, she had planned to tell him everything after getting the result of the test. Now that the test result was known, she was ready to tell her story from start to finish. “It’s a bit of a long story, but I’ll just make it brief. I found my dad.”As she had expected, Leo was taken aback by the statement.“What? I don’t understand. How?”, he asked in surprise.“It was something my mom s…,” Mara stopped there when she remembered that she had not yet told him anything about the fact that the man whose n

Sitting beside Caulden in the white office in front of the imposing desk that had a computer and several files and papers, Mara didn’t know exactly how to feel. Anytime she was around him, she always felt almost as if she was a child in a principal’s office. There was this aura around him that smelled of nothing but dominance and demanded respect from everyone who met him.“Where on Earth is this doctor now?”, he suddenly grumbled, bringing her back to the present.They had met the doctor in the hallway when they arrived at the hospital, but he had told them to wait for him in his office for only. And here he was.“I’m very sorry, sir and ma’am. Something unexpected came up. But I have your result here with me now,” the doctor, a tall young fellow, said as he sat down on his seat across from them.“It’s okay,” Caulden said impatiently. “Here’s here what it has to say. We don’t have all day.”The doctor nodded and began to open the envelope that contained the test result. As he pulled

When Mara arrived home, the first thing she wanted to do was to squeal in joy and run into Leo’s arms and tell him that she had finally found her father. But she managed to check herself and her emotions. She was still not completely sure yet if that man was her father. It was only after conducting the DNA test they could be sure. Therefore, she decided to keep it a secret from Leo. This was the first time she was hiding something significant from him and it was making her feel weird. She had never even tried to hide her feelings for him. She felt like an idiot now. For someone who had vowed several times in the past to trust him, she was acting like someone who did not deserve to be trusted. How dare she trust him when she herself could not be trusted? No matter how many times she told herself that she won’t be keeping this secret for long, she still could not convince herself enough that she was being idiotic. She shook her head in a desperate attempt to knock the thoughts off her m

Cara was seated quietly on her couch, legs folded under her and a glass of wine in her hand. The room was well-lighted and she was occupied with staring at the bottle of wine on the table as if she could read her future in the dark-colored liquid encased by the transparent glass of the bottle. Lisa had gone to bed - she had seen to that only minutes ago - so she had no company other than her thoughts. And they were mostly centered on the events of the last 40 hours or so.The morning of the previous day, she had woken up as usual with a broken heart, but by afternoon, she had patched it up temporarily and was ready to move on through the day. When evening came, the biggest blow was made to her bandaged heart when she saw Lance outside that grocery store, but somehow, he had managed to make everything better. Her inner self wagged a threatening finger at her as her mind touched on what they had done at the store and the possibility that they might have been seen. But she shrug

Later that night, Lance spent hours tossing and turning in bed. As far as he knew, his mother was still in the dark about his current standing with Cara. So that was not part of his worries. In fact, he had only two worries. The first and the least pressing was how he'd "stick with" Cara without getting caught. But the second and most pressing was what Cara's last words to him really meant.What on Earth did she mean by "I'll love only the man"? Did that mean that she already loved him or did it mean that she was yet to love him and would only do so on the condition that he must first become a man? If he already had her love, then great! That would mean that he was the most fortunate guy on Earth. But if it meant that he had to earn her love, then he was clearly in for some tough work! So which was it? He could call her and ask, but he was afraid that it would sound stupid and immature. Wasn't a real man supposed to be capable of figuring out something like this? That w

*****TWO WEEKS LATER*****They stepped out of the store to meet a considerably aged sun beating a slow retreat. The evening was getting older and night was certainly not far away, but Lance still had no thought of excusing himself.He'd tried twice so far, but Selene still wouldn't allow him help her carry at least one of the grocery bags. He had escorted her here from school after their classes had ended and they'd come in her car since he'd lent his to a close friend who needed to run an urgent errand. But all this time that he had tagged along with her, they'd scarcely said more than just a few words to each other. Even though he'd known the woman for a few months, Lance still didn't find it easy to engage her in conversation.She had a way of switching between formal and informal so markedly that he was always putting extra restraint on the use of his tongue whenever he was around her.

The next day, Lance jumped from his bed as early as possible. He had spent most of the night rethinking and regretting the manner he had challenged his mother earlier in the evening. He finally came to the conclusion that it had been crude and unnecessary, so he would wake up early and try to gauge how she felt about it and perhaps apologize before she would be off to work.After brushing his teeth in record time, he jogged down the stairs to the kitchen. Then he remembered that the new girl might be in there with his mother. He certainly didn't want to have any conversation in her presence. But peeping in just to find out if she was there or not wouldn't hurt, would it? With that in mind, he strolled into the kitchen, but he was surprised to find his mother very much alone. Clearly, no one else was up yet, not even Anna."Morning, Mom," he hailed as he approached her. "How was your night? Sleep sound?""Yeah, very much. Thanks," was the lukewarm reply. She didn

When Lance finally returned home, he walked into the house a little awkwardly, despite his efforts to look normal. It was still morning and he didn't expect to find anyone at home, but yet, the front door wasn't locked. The TV in the sitting room was also turned on. He grabbed the remote control and turned down the volume, but suddenly, he heard a sound emanate from the direction of the kitchen. Oh, perhaps Mom's taking a day off work, he thought. Turning his steps in that direction, he walked into the kitchen unannounced."Morning Mom," he greeted as he went over to the fridge. There was no response and he wondered if she was mad at him for not informing her the previous day that he would stay the night after the "party". But he had told her, had he not? Anyway, for now, he was more focused on getting himself filled with both food and drink after the punishment he had received from Cara. He found a pack of his favourite juice at the far end of the top shelf and pulled it out

Lance woke up the next morning to find himself face down, weak and hungry. He blinked his eyes a few times to adjust them to the rays of sunlight filtering through the slightly open windows. Just then, a wet and naked Cara walked past and then stopped short to stare at him."Hmm. You're awake," she said, smiling at him as she dried herself with a towel in front of him. When she spread her legs to enable her dry her inner thighs and her crotch, he felt his dick stir."You almost killed me last night," he complained weakly, his mouth half-covered by the sheets. "My dick still hurts.""Really?", Cara shrugged as she began throwing on items of clothing as fast as she could. "At least you were lucky enough to cum twice. I didn't even cum once. But I'm sure you'll fix that when I get back.""Where are you going?", he asked carelessly."Off to the gym," she threw over her shoulder as she made for the doo