The Billionaire God Of War Novels & Stories

Trace is sitting in his swivel chair, appreciating the view of the night lights of the city, where the building he owned is the biggest and tallest in the city. Sipping the brandy, celebrating a new success that he has lately. A self-made billionaire, reaching his dreams while he is on the verge of falling apart, but now he achieve his dreams. He feels that everything he wants is at his hand, except one woman from his past. When he finally dares to open the folder, he read all the information carefully, and can't hide his disappointment.

Meng Ma'an coldly smiled, "What? Could it be that your Godfather is a fake? Otherwise, why don't you dare to come out? If you don't come out again, don't blame us for razing your God Cauldron to the ground today!" Previously, the cultivators of the seven countries had already finished their calculations, this battle is not really to go to war with the God Tripod, but to uncover the person of the devil race who controls the God Tripod, if they take the lead to go to war with the seven Heavenly Dipper Elders of the God Tripod, then both sides will suffer heavy losses, and today's move will be a defeat, so it's impossible to go to war with the seven Heavenly Dipper Elders today, but rather, we

Mercury was the only daughter of AULA, the most influential fashion brand in the entire USA, and her family being in a relationship with mine—solely based on business and a sprinkle of fake concern for each other's wellbeing—has caused them to derive a conclusion that it was better their kids got married. Not me; it could never be. Asher and Mercury, two big conglomerates with plans to form a merger in the near future. I still couldn't wrap my head around the reason for this when we had enough. My family could donate millions to every hospital and nursing homes around the world and still remain billionaires. Sometimes, being rich was more of a curse. The thirst for more rarely got quenched.

He smiled, beating his chest proudly. Artemis couldn't believe her ears. “And you're expecting me to say yes to you or what?” She questioned. “You have no choice, goddess of the hunt. I know you're going to go on and on about how the moon goddess is tender hearted and you're the only friend she has, so you can't bring yourself to betray her, but come on, betrayal doesn't kill. I've betrayed a lot of people in my lifetime. Look at me now, I'm the god of war and I'm happy,” he raised his hands proudly. “Deal or no deal, Artemis.”

Durga was not the hero of the story, but the villain who had destroyed Mahishasura. Mahisashura had not been a mere demon. He was a devotee of the gods, a warrior who had earned their favor through years of penance and devotion. From Brahma himself, he had received a boon, a gift: invincibility against any man or god. Armed with this divine protection, he believed the world should recognize his power—but instead, he was met with fear and hostility.

“That Damian Vale isn’t just a billionaire… he’s the reason this war began.”

Sebastian Cross is an American businessman and investor. At the age of thirty-seven, Cross is the oldest son of media billionaire Richard Cross Jr. and the grandson of Richard Cross Sr. In 2012, he took over control of the family business, Cross Global Holdings Ltd., along with investments in television, movies, and many other companies. He is the former executive chairman of Publishing and Consolidated Media Holdings, which mainly owns media businesses across different platforms, and he is also a former executive chairman of N*****x.

“And I’m not marrying anyone but the woman named in the contract.” A small smile touched her lips before she drifted off. Downstairs, Carter waited with fresh coffee. “You’ve got it bad, brother. Never seen you go this hard for anyone.” Roman took the cup. “She’s mine by contract. And now by choice. The Ashworths picked the wrong fight.” His phone buzzed. A message from his head of security: “Prints back. Both men worked for a shell company linked to Griffin Hale.” Roman’s grip tightened on the phone. The war had officially started.

I don’t sound like I’m scolding her but I am. “Remember the day he thought about taking Tessa as a prisoner and starting a war? Then you took him down to the training grounds and kicked his ass all over the mat?” “Mostly, yeah?” “Well, he had that reaction because of Perses. War is in Bronx’s DNA.” “I’m sorry, Perses? He’s a Titan, right?” “Perses is the Titan God of War or Destruction, depending on how you translate it. He is the Goddess Hecate’s father. Delilah is probably familiar with him.”