Billionaire God Of War Novels & Stories

The point is that I barely slept at night, and in the morning, I woke up very early to train with Elijah and Moura. Moura was a former silversmith of the American army. A woman already retired, for having been injured in combat. She had a mechanical leg, but as strong as an ordinary leg "I had the theory that it was even a little too strong. And it made me hit harder than Elijah, even in so many months when I was only under his care, before all the tragedy.

He disclosed with his hand in his pocket taking heavy steps toward me and leaning in closer. This man is a freaking Greek God, I could have sworn he was one in his past life with a perfectly defined sculptured jawline, thin pink pouty lips, the ocean deep blue eyes one could drown into for long without blinking an eye, he carried himself with royalty like a prince born underworld. "Isabelle, Isabelle" He called out my name as I was lost in my reverie checking him out, I love the way my name rolls out on his tongue. "Yes----" my voice even betrayed me, a lump gathered in my throat, and I had difficulty swallowing it, choking me as I coughed out fervently.

he said. I turned my head. “Sorry?” “After everything.” His voice was completely calm. “I want land somewhere. Something to grow. Somewhere that doesn’t require a security team or a press statement.” I stared at the fairy lights trying to work out if he was serious. “You,” I said slowly. “Tristan Rothschild. Want to farm?” “Yes.” “Billionaire. Four billion dollar company. Youngest pharmaceutical titan in America.” I paused to make it resonate. “Farm.”

When it felt like something just clicked,he looked at the video again, zoomed in ,then he instantly recognized him. Leon cross.

"Are you related to the famous businessman, Mr. Javier? The head of the Javier Group?" Cass blinked, completely confused by their sudden reaction. Her mind went completely blank, and she did not know how to answer because she had absolutely no idea who they were talking about. She knew a few rich families from her old life, but she had never heard of a billionaire named Javier. It definitely couldn't be her Liam, because Liam was just a poor guy living in a tiny, run-down apartment in the slums. There was no way a man who drove a rusty bicycle was a famous businessman.

“Sorry, sir.” She said, still staring at him but with her mouth closed this time. ‘How powerful was her boss, first heir of the Elon family and now the Chief General War God of the Army? Who hadn’t heard the achievements that he had accomplished in the Middle Eastern war? Single handily took out the secret bases targeting the allied troops. The most feared individual during the war.’ “Okay, that should be it for now. You can ask me through text message if you have any questions,” Blake said, handing the tablet back to Susan.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

Derrick asked coldly. Alessio saluted him at once and said, "I'll die with you, Marshall." "Let's be quiet," he said in a calm tone and everyone quieted. "I'll build a new amunitions building with my own money, I'll also buy all the amunitions with my personal money. I won't bother the government with it." "Marshall... Where will you get billions of dollars?" One of the Grandwar masters asked. Derrick isn't just a god of war, he has many mysteries about him that no one knows.

" Caspian nodded and said nothing. He simply led Willow out of the boutique. "Hubby, why do you have so much money in your bank account? Why didn't you tell me about it?" Willow asked puzzledly after seeing the notification of the balance in Caspian's bank account. "Well, you know about my position as a general officer in the army, right? The money is from all the bonuses I received back then," Caspian explained. Willow did not know that he was Lord Caspian, the Diatoranian God of War. His debit card could be used anywhere in Diatoran.

I said as I pointed with the gesture of my hand towards the thunder-blasting bloke with a brazen glint and mocking smirk on my lips. ”… the mighty ruler of Olympus and Elysian Fields, the God of all Gods” mockery aimed at bastard evident in every syllable “…had found himself in a bit of pickle with God of War recently, and thus at the mercy of the God of Chaos, the master of all things unpredictable and wild. My dear cousin Nepenthern here asked for protection and had decided to give me the hand of his lovely daughter Noosha as a token of his appreciation and gratitude.” I heard the sound of his teeth clenching as I spoke.