Billionaire God Of War Free Read Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, in another part of the resting place, Bill, the most powerful God of War the Ans De Lou Kingdom ever had, was seen sitting in the garden with his trusted henchman, Andrew. "Uh, I don't think I've been this happy in three years," Andrew said. "Why?" Bill asked who was currently enjoying the night air while zipping up his jacket. "Winning." Bill immediately turned to his smiling subordinate, "Jody Gardner has also won a few wars with you, right?" Andrew Reece nodded his head, "You are right, General. But, the victories that General Gardner has won have been in a very different way to yours." Bill sighed. "Still, it was a victory won the hard way, Reece."

“Mrs. Woods, congratulations on your big day! This is a humble gift from the bottom of my heart. It’s not much, only one billion. And the password is six zeros, you can reset it later!” “One…one billion!” Awkward silence suddenly struck the crowd. One billion was not much? It was way too much! This gift was beyond everything! Although the God of War was said to have received a retirement bonus of several hundred billion but was this not too much? This only showed that Fane had a good relationship with Yoseph. “Yoseph Smith, the God of War!”

He took a second look around to observed the burnt and charred, broken earth, then he surmised that it was the 'strange red creature' that set him free. "Thank you for releasing me. My name is Nri Magu, and I'm the God Of War. what may I call you?" even, when this Nri Magu spoke, the sky rumbled and resonated with his voice. Yet, His face was pale, because he was gravely injured and was not at the peak of his powers. In fact, he had been dying slowly. "Hmm... The creature calls himself the 'God Of War,' what an unusual title." The Bloody Red Humanoid figure murmured aloud ignoring the 'God of War's courtesy. And mocked with a sarcastic tone, he obviously didn't take Nri Magu seriously.

Harper asked, and I tilted my head to look at her. "What…?" "You muttered something. Are you overthinking it already?" She pulled the thought off my mind. "It's just help, Eva. And I looked him up again, after he came, and damn!" Harper knelt on the bed and reached for my hand, grabbing it. "He's fucking wealthy! So fucking wealthy that I just wish he'd decide to marry you, and I can be the cool aunt to a billionaire baby."

I could feel the heat of his body through the fabric, the way his muscles tensed under my palm. For a man who claimed to be a god, he reacted very much like a mortal — pulse racing, cheeks carrying the faintest flush of anger… or something else. “Am I understood?” I asked, tilting my head to meet those stormy eyes directly. He glared at me with pure hatred, yet he didn’t slap my hand away. “You are nothing but an arrogant mortal playing at power. One day, when my strength returns, I will crush you and this entire empire of filth.”

The ten million dollars sat in Ethan’s bank account like a nuclear warhead—ready to change everything. He didn’t sleep that night. Not because of fear. Because of possibility. The system hadn’t disappeared after that surreal activation. It hovered in the corner of his vision like a digital interface only he could see—responsive, alive, almost omniscient. Host Status: Wealth Level: Tier 1 – New Money Total Funds: $10,000,000 Reputation: Laughingstock

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

Her breathing was shallow, sweat trickled down her forehead, but she didn’t stop for a second. Suddenly, the door burst open. Ethan Cross stood at the doorway — stern-faced, eyes cold and sharp. He spoke in an icy tone, — “Didn’t I fire you yesterday?” Without looking up, she kept typing and said, — “They called me back, sir. The system’s collapsing.” He took a step closer, his voice edged with anger. — “You came back to fix the disaster you caused?” Her voice stayed firm, even as her hands moved faster. — “Yes. Exactly.”

Her parents went for an evening walk so she was waiting on them and decided to sit in the living room to watch a movie or anything to keep her mind off things. As she scrolled through channels, she passed one that was reading the news then took it back by two channels then increased the volume to hear what was been said. “It’s also said by the now CEO of the Reliso’s company, Darken Reliso, that he plans to expand the business of his father which he just took over months ago, and that the company he bought from the ‘Crashing Bernad’s’ will be used for other businesses he had in mind in the near future,” The newscaster said and continued casting other news.

Her eyes darted between us, her body tense. My father’s lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, the culprit makes her entrance. You must be... Araceli, isn’t it? The little gold-digger.” Are you proud of yourself, angel?” he continued, his words dripping venom, his tone condenscending “Did you see this as your mega chance, huh? What did you see in my son, a billionaire's bank account to lift you out of that cheap life of yours? A golden ticket out of the gutters?”