Perseus God Of What

Society was built by the strong to appease their beliefs...They surrounded the world with barriers....but what if this perfectly accepted world goes through a sudden change...What if GOD DECIDES TO DROP A STONE.....The society is destroyed to its core. A man trying to survive in these ravaging times, for himself and his family... yet unable to control his life...WHAT IF FATE DECIDES TO THROW A STICK..WILL HE TAKE IT? What happens next.......Well, read the novel.

Gideon Snow presides over Oasis Vale. A warlord who dominates the battlefield, the king of the underworld, a country's military governor, the king of strength, the king of destruction, and the king of information… Many world-class giants are busy farming in Oasis Vale. When Gideon's fiancé, a female war hero, arrives to call off their engagement, he knows it's time for him to look at the outside world. The world will tremble at his feet.

They say nuns are off-limits. I call that a challenge. They say obsession is a sin. I stopped counting sins when blood became my business. She says I’m a sinner. She’s not wrong. But when I have her whispering confessions against my skin that would make Lucifer himself blush, what does that make her? A firecracker wrapped in a habit. All rosaries and rebellion, thinking she can drive me away with Scripture and that ice-cold stare. Amusing. Her holy water won't wash away what I do to those round tits. She's not a bride of Christ yet. And the harder she prays for salvation, the more determined I am to show her what real worship feels like. They say God answers all prayers. But in my city, prayers come to me first. Her vows or my empire. Heaven or my hell. The choice was never really hers to make. God may forgive me, but she won’t.

Blurb: A retelling of Cinderella, with a twist. Her Prince never met her at a ball, but in a bike crash, when she tried to escape years of abuse. She was never the beauty in a glass slipper, but a wolfless girl born from an Alpha’s line. He was not a Prince Charming. Not a saviour. Just a Don from a line of ruthless Rogue Alphas, and heir to a fearsome security company the packs could not mess with. Yet Donna-Belle accepted whatever life threw at her when she wound up under his protection and had to sign a contract that promised his protection and her cooperation. As long as she had a way to get back her inheritance and fight her stepfamily, she did not mind getting entangled with danger and mixed signals. Being the Don’s ‘personal heiress’ was not a day’s job, but Donna was determined to raise her company to greater heights and get back at her abusive stepfamily. Even if she played with a volcano yet to erupt, she was set on breaking away her fears and insecurities and stepping up for herself. He never believed in the old myth of mates. She never wanted to be entrapped by him. They both never got what they wanted. Fate decided.

The Crawl moon MC owns the midnight highways of Arizona and every dirty secret along them. Nova Rivers only planned to pass through. One last photography assignment before she finally settles down. But when her car gives up on the road, she is drawn straight into a world of roaring engines and blood-deep oaths. Cassian Holt is the club’s president and Alpha of the Crawl moon pack. Cursed to lead, hunted by rivals, he doesn’t need a mate, especially not a human with a sharp tongue and a camera that sees too much. The first touch ignites something wild. The first bite seals it. And when an enemy pack threatens to rip the territory apart by using her as bait, Cassian will burn the state down before he lets anyone take what’s his. She should run. He should let her. Neither of them will.

It was the tenth year of the Mechanical Civilization. My girlfriend, who always spoiled her brother to an unreasonable extent, orchestrated my death. Luckily, I was reborn seven days before the arrival of the machines. I bought a heavy-duty truck and evolved the strongest mecha. Close-combat mecha, long-range mecha, weapons, shields, funnels, modules… This time, I wanted the best of everything. My name is Victor Wild. Born to be a victor, born to be wild.

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."

A nationwide manhunt has begun across the vast land of Astasia to counteract a viral outbreak of Lycanthropy and Black Magic. The crusade has caused tragic circumstances to impact a young witch and her werewolf brother who was caught between the tangles of 2 dangerous worlds. Silvia and Amich had to do whatever they must to escape as well as survive the pursuit of both knowledge-craving researchers and devoted holy-driven crusaders; these foes who wanted to exploit their unique biology for selfish gains. Throughout this ordeal, young Silvia found romance with someone from a distance time; truly a relationship of the centuries. Their encounter created certain chains of events that cause an uproar in both worlds. Together they were hoping to assist each other with their overbearing burdens. However, their chaotic lives would never cease or receive an ounce of peace until they overcome the calamitous storm that struck them abruptly. Authors Note: Feel free to share your feedback, drop a comment, leave a review and big thanks to everyone who supports this story.

Raven has always trusted her instincts. As a wolf shifter trained as a hunter, she relies on control, precision, and discipline—never emotion. But her instincts have never felt like this—sharpening, shifting, pulling her toward something she can’t fully understand… and toward the one person she’s never questioned. Jax has never had to question what Raven is to him. She’s always been the one person he never second-guessed, even before he had a name for what he felt. But as his father’s wolf begins to fail—his connection breaking in ways no one understands—Jax is forced to face something he can’t fix, and the possibility of losing everything that’s important to him. When a mysterious force begins tearing through the bond between wolves, what should be unbreakable becomes dangerous. As it spreads, it becomes clear this isn’t random. Something is targeting their kind—and whatever it is, it’s connected to a past the pack has never fully uncovered. As the line between them shifts and the truth of their connection surfaces, Raven and Jax are pulled toward something deeper than either of them is prepared for. But as Raven’s instincts begin to change and the threat closes in, she’s forced to question whether she can trust what she’s becoming… or if it’s something she was never meant to control. Because this time, instinct isn’t just leading her toward the enemy. It’s leading her toward who she is. And toward the one person she may not survive losing.

A warlord with fire in his veins. A captive princess with nothing left to lose. When the Dragon Warlord seizes her crumbling kingdom, Sera expects death—not a collar of gold and a vow of possession. Claimed as tribute, she is taken to the heart of the mountain, where fire breathes and ancient magic sleeps beneath the stone. Rhazien is ruthless, monstrous, and terrifyingly divine. But he is also bound by something older than war: the need to claim. To protect. To own. Sera refuses to break. But as power shifts and passion ignites, she learns that dragons don’t ask. They take. And this warlord doesn’t just want her obedience—he wants her heart. And if she gives it to him, she may never survive the fall. The Dragon Warlord’s Bride is a dark fantasy romance full of possession, power struggles, and slow-burn heat. Perfect for fans of monster lovers, mating bonds, and morally unhinged kings who’d burn the world for their queen.