God of War Superpower Web Novels & Stories

The world plunged into a new Ice Age. As the frozen apocalypse spread, 95% of humanity perished. In his first timeline, Cyrus Knovell's kindness cost him everything. The people he had helped betrayed him and left him for dead. Fate, however, granted him a second chance. He awakened one month before the world froze, gaining a dimensional ability that let him store anything without limit. Now he hoarded supplies by the billions and built a fortress no one could breach. While others shivered, starved, and traded their dignity for a morsel, Cyrus lived in comfort. The desperate came begging. The manipulative vixen: "Cyrus, let me into your shelter, and I'll be your girlfriend, okay?" The spoiled rich heir: "Cyrus, I'll give you all my money for just one meal!" The greedy neighbors: "Cyrus, you shouldn't be so selfish. You should share your supplies with us!" Cyrus remembered their betrayals. Lounging in his steel fortress and savoring his private paradise, he sneered, "Your survival has nothing to do with me. I'd rather feed the dogs than feed you."

After discovering her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend, Maritza travels to Egypt alone, hoping to leave her broken heart behind. But one unexpected accident changes everything. A single drop of her blood awakens an ancient prophecy, sending her three thousand years into the past—where she is mistaken for a witch and hunted by those who fear her. Only one man recognizes the truth. Pharaoh Kharef, the most feared ruler of Ancient Egypt. As palace conspiracies, forbidden magic, and forgotten gods begin to stir, Maritza must find a way back to her own time... or risk becoming the queen history was never meant to remember. Some destinies are written in the stars. Hers was written in blood.

Three thousand years ago came the twilight of the gods. The betrayal of the Fire God reduced all civilizations to ashes, along with order itself and the glory of the divine realm. Three thousand years later, upon the new lands created by the King of the Gods, the deities were gradually reborn. The silent and ruthless King of the Gods. The beautiful and gentle Queen of Heaven. The innocent yet cruel Fire God. The endless conflicts between gods and giants, the blessings left behind for a thousand years, the memories preserved within the Hall of Valor… To me, all of it had once been nothing more than tales recorded in ancient scrolls. Even my encounter with Loki felt like a destiny long foretold. Only after becoming engaged to him did I realize that my marriage to Odin had once been the happiest time of my life— and that Loki himself had been the one who destroyed that happiness with his own hands. Had there been no memories left by the God of Love, had the war between the two tribes never begun, I would have known clearly what I was meant to do. To remain by Loki’s side. To accompany him—from rebirth… to destruction.

Aria Sinclair was born to lead. Daughter of the Silverwood Alpha, trained to fight since she could walk, she's spent eighteen years proving she doesn't need a wolf to be the deadliest warrior in her pack. What she's never proven is that she has one at all. Damian Blackthorn doesn't lose control. Not to his enemies, not to his court, and never, never to his wolf. As alpha of the North's most feared pack, his grip on himself is the only thing that's kept his people alive since he took the title too young and too alone. Neither of them saw the mate bond coming. One scent of her blood on a battlefield that should have ended in her death instead ends in a mark neither of them chose, binding Aria to the one wolf her pack has hunted for generations, and Damian to the daughter of the enemy that destroyed his family's name a hundred years ago. Now she's a prisoner in a pack house that wants her dead, he's engaged to a woman his pack expects him to marry, and somewhere behind them both, an old lie is waiting to come apart. One that could either burn both packs to the ground, or finally set them free. Fate doesn't ask permission. It just marks you and waits.

Lucas left the underworld behind when his mother fell ill, burying his identity as the ruthless Mafia King for an ordinary desk job. But peace is a luxury a king can rarely afford. When sudden danger strikes, he is forced to pull his gorgeous boss into his embrace to save her life, awakening the deadly monster he tried so hard to hide. The king is back, and the underworld will tremble once more.

Arka Mahendra, a former Special Forces General, returned to the city carrying wounds and a buried past. To save the only family he had left, he accepted a contract to become the personal bodyguard of the most powerful woman in Mahatara City. What no one knew was that the man they hired for protection was the storm itself. As hidden forces began to emerge, enemies from the corporate world and the underworld started moving in the shadows. Bound by a two-year contract, Arka Mahendra was forced to make a choice, remain a weapon for hire, or once again become the ruler of the battlefield feared by all.

Born a servant, hunted for a legacy she never knew she had, Khalifa’s life is about to ignite in flames of betrayal, prophecy, and blood. Marked with the red crescent of the Warrior Moon, she carries the secret of the lost House Rashad, a royal lineage destroyed in a war no one dares speak of. When assassins strike under the cover of night and the Temple of the Moon burns to the ground, Khalifa is thrust into a dangerous world of conspiracies, treacherous alliances, and secrets that could shatter the kingdom. Prince Louis, noble and battle-worn, is forced to protect her, but every glance hides suspicion, every gesture carries weight, and every decision could mean life or death. Khalifa must learn to wield the skills she never knew she had, confront the ghosts of her family’s past, and navigate a labyrinth of spies and traitors. Shadows move in every corner, enemies wear faces of friends, and betrayal comes from where she least expects it. As the prophecy unravels, Khalifa realizes the ultimate choice is hers alone: embrace her destiny and claim the throne, or risk the destruction of all she loves. Loyalties will fracture, hearts will break, and the line between survival and sacrifice will blur. In a world where every sword could be the one to pierce her heart, the fate of the kingdom rests in the hands of a girl who never asked to be royal.

What would you do with three months of foreknowledge before the end of the world? Nerida Quinn spent two years surviving a collapsed civilization, only to die betrayed and torn apart by mutated monsters in the desert. When she opens her eyes again, it’s three months before the apocalypse begins, and everything she lost is alive again: her home, her family, and the woman who destroyed her. Nerida isn’t interested in a quiet second chance. She’s interested in winning. Using knowledge of exactly what’s coming and a mysterious spiritual space capable of storing entire warehouses of supplies while stretching time to her advantage, Nerida sells everything she owns and begins hoarding on a scale no one around her can imagine, gathering food, medicine, weapons, fuel, and every resource she may need. She tells her family the truth even when they think she has lost her mind, determined to prepare them for a war the rest of the world does not know is coming. But knowing the future is not the same as controlling it. As Nerida’s choices ripple outward, the timeline she remembers begins to bend, mutated creatures grow stronger than she recalls, other survivors awaken abilities of their own, and her old enemy Veyra is out there living days she was never supposed to have. This time, Nerida isn’t just surviving the end of the world. She’s going to own what comes after it.