Blood Thirst: God of War
Once revered as an unstoppable force on the battlefield, the God of War… wanted nothing more than a family of his own. Gravely wounded during a mission, he was saved by Nolan Garcia, the only man who treated him with genuine kindness. As a token of trust, the old man arranged for him to marry his granddaughter Quella, giving the weary warrior the warmth of family he had long craved.
But peace wasn't here to stay.
His half-brother Kenneth, wolves in sheep’s clothing, arrived at his doorstep under the pretense of family. They were planning to usurp his place, coveting the wealth and influence of the Garcia household. Kenneth, charming, manipulative, and deceitful, wove lies around the warrior’s wife, poisoning her heart against him. Forced to give until he had nothing left, the warrior bled for a brother who only wanted to ruin him.
But war is never won in a single battle.
As the world turns against him, as these schemes threaten to strip him of everything he holds dear, the God of War will rise again. This time, not to conquer nations, but to reclaim his honor, unmask his enemies, and make those who betrayed him pay in blood.
The battlefield may have changed. But blood still calls for blood.
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Chapter: Always... Fifteen Years LaterThe Colton estate had changed in fifteen years ... more trees, more glass, and more laughter echoing through the halls. But the heart of it remained the same.Warm light spilled over polished wood floors and high windows, framing the sprawling garden below, where silver lights glimmered from hedges and floral archways. The house buzzed with preparations .... tonight, Duke Morgan was hosting a gala on Colton grounds, and the world’s sharpest minds were flying in just to toast the future.Upstairs, two girls twirled in front of a mirror.It was looking like the manifestation of the dream come true, because this was exactly how dreams looks like in reality.One was tall, with Julius’s calm eyes and Miley’s sculpted cheekbones. The other had dark curls, slightly shorter, but always louder, grinned as she fastened a sapphire clasp behind her friend’s neck.“Solene, you look like you’re about to give a speech at the UN,” the curly-haired girl teased.Solene rolled her ey
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: LegacyThe sun broke across the glass atrium like a quiet promise. Inside the newly unveiled Easton Hall of Innovation, a crowd had already gathered. Suits, scholars, students with lanyards. Photographers poised behind velvet ropes. Near the entrance, a sleek white wing gleamed, its walls curved like circuitry, polished floors reflecting a mosaic of motion. But all eyes turned toward the front stage, where a wide silver plaque was draped in silk. Miley stood before it, a pair of golden scissors in her hand, her fingers steady despite the storm of flashbulbs. She wore dove-grey, strong, elegant and by her side stood Julius, tall and still, in a black suit without a tie. His hand rested lightly against the shoulder of their daughter. Sasha was five now. All curls and fire. She wore tiny white sneakers under a tulle dress and was gripping her mother’s free hand like a sword. The emcee’s voice rang out over the mic: “It is with great honor we dedicate this permanent wing, a living archive o
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Chapter: Safe now? The old office sign was the first to go. Miley stood barefoot in the center of her home workspace, a box cutter in one hand, the brass nameplate in the other. COLTON & FUTURE, bold serif font, laser cut, once hanging proudly above the glass doors of her corporate floor. She set it down without ceremony. The new plaque leaned against the windowsill: The Emberline Group, named for the mentor who taught her how to rise without cruelty. The woman who once told her, “You do not need to scream to set the world on fire. Just be the match.” Across the living room, sunlight flooded in through unfiltered glass. No security film. No blackout drapes. The city buzzed far below, but inside the apartment, it was silent. But not dead.Just finally… at peace. A soft knock echoed from the hallway. “Come in,” Miley called, still kneeling beside the donation boxes. The door opened, and Lila.. her former intern, now Head of Product, peeked in, holding a tray with two mugs of coffee. “I brought the
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Chapter: Lullaby baby The town courthouse stood whitewashed against the gray morning sky, framed by salt-blown pines and the echo of the sea. Despite its modest exterior, inside the chamber pulsed with the gravity of decisions that could shape entire lives.Miley sat with the infant in her arms, her blazer dusted with rain, her expression still and unflinching. Julius stood behind her, unreadable as ever. On the opposite end of the room, Quella sat in a restraint chair behind a glass panel, her wrists cuffed loosely, her eyes darting from one official to the next.She had been sedated the night before. Now, stripped of eyeliner and bravado, her face looked younger, but no less dangerous.A child welfare officer stood at the center podium.“After reviewing the incident at the hospital, and evaluating the psychiatric assessments conducted over the past twenty-four hours, we submit our recommendation: Quella Jenkins, also known as Quella Garcia, is unfit for parental custody. Her actions pose a direct threat
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Chapter: Pawn“We’re not here for your consent,” Julius said quietly.Miley’s eyes dropped to the child. Her expression didn’t shift.“I said—” Quella’s voice cracked, rising into panic. She backed up against the wall, clutching the baby tighter.“She’s mine. You can’t take her!”Miley didn’t flinch. Her voice remained even. “We’re not here to take her today, Quella. We’re here to talk. About next steps. Custody options. Legal protection. Mental fitness—”“You think I’m unfit?” Quella’s tone turned sharp, almost gleeful in its outrage. “Oh, that’s rich. Says the woman who had a boardroom breakdown three years ago and clawed her way back with blood under her nails. Spare me the concern.”Julius took one measured step forward. “You’re not doing yourself any favors.”“I don’t care what you think,” Quella spat, eyes flashing. “You’re here to steal her from me. I can see it. I can smell it all over you. You came here with a plan. You always do.”“She’s not a bargaining chip,” Miley said softly. “She’s a
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Chapter: The Last EscapeThe rain fell steadily outside the private hospital, fogging the glass and muting the crash of waves beyond the cliffside. Nestled in a sleepy coastal town where secrets passed like fog and nothing made the news unless it bled, Quella had found a hiding place, at least for now.Room 304 was dim, hushed, and warm. The bassinet beside the bed creaked gently as Quella rocked it with one hand. Her daughter—unnamed still—slept without noise, a small miracle in the chaos of a collapsing world.It had been thirty-six hours since the delivery. Thirty-six hours since she had touched something pure.And for thirty-six hours, Quella had clung to a lie tighter than she ever clung to truth.She was no longer Quella Garcia, heiress and businesswoman. She was Clea Jenkins, age 31, widowed, overwhelmed, and recovering from an emergency C-section. A woman with pain in her eyes, blood under her nails, and no one waiting to pick her up.The nurses bought it. The admin staff, too. The baby quieted whenev
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10- HammersThe morning sun felt like hammers against Max's skull as he groaned awake in his quarters, his mouth tasting like he'd gargled desert sand mixed with regret. The empty whiskey bottle on his nightstand served as a brutal reminder of the previous evening's festivities with William and Silver Caldwell.What the hell happened last night? Max thought, pressing the heels of his palms against his temples. And how did I get back here?A cheerful knock at his door made him wince."Come in," Max croaked, his voice barely human.Jackson bounded in with his usual morning enthusiasm, carrying a steaming cup of coffee and what looked like military-grade aspirin."Good morning, sir! You look... well, you look like hell, actually," Jackson said with a grin, setting the coffee within Max's reach. "Rough night?""That's an understatement," Max mumbled, accepting the coffee gratefully. "How exactly did I get back here? The last thing I remember is William challenging me to a drinking contest.""Lieutena
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Chapter: CHAPTER 9- Change is coming A knock at his door interrupted his thoughts."Come in," Max called, turning to see Jackson's eager face appearing in the doorway."Sir! I heard you're dining with Commander Caldwell tonight," Jackson said, practically bouncing on his feet. "That's incredible! I brought something that might help."Jackson held up a clean tactical vest, the kind worn by senior personnel during formal occasions at the station."Jackson, you don't need to—" Max began."Please, sir, let me help," Jackson insisted, his young face earnest. "It would be an honor to assist you. After everything you've done since arriving here, it's the least I can do."Max accepted the vest, studying Jackson's enthusiastic expression. This kid would do anything I asked without question. But why would Hamilton send someone so genuinely kind to what they thought was my death sentence?"Jackson," Max said carefully, "can I ask you something? Why exactly were you assigned as my escort?"Jackson's smile faltered slightly. "Well, s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 8- Planning The pre-dawn darkness cloaked the eastern watchtower as Silver Caldwell and Annie Chen maintained their vigil, the desert air still carrying the coolness that would vanish within hours. Their voices were low, barely audible above the distant rumble of patrol vehicles returning from night reconnaissance."The cartel activity isn't decreasing," Silver said grimly, studying the latest intelligence reports by lamplight. "If anything, it's intensifying. Three more supply convoys intercepted this week, and our scouts report increased movement in the disputed zones."Annie's expression remained professionally neutral, but her grip tightened on her rifle. "How close are we to declaring it a Major Threat?""Too close," Silver admitted. "If the pattern continues for another two weeks, Command will have no choice. And when that happens...""The new personnel will panic," Annie finished. "Half of them look ready to bolt already.""Which is why we keep this between us for now," Silver said firmly.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7- Silver The oil lamp flickered in Max's cramped quarters as he hunched over a makeshift desk, his pen scratching across pages of military tactical notes. The manual he was writing—a comprehensive guide to border defense strategies—had consumed his attention for hours. The rest of the station had settled into the quiet rhythm of night watch, but Max remained focused, lost in diagrams of defensive positions and supply line calculations.A sharp knock at the door broke his concentration."Come in," Max called, not looking up from his work.The door creaked open, and Silver Caldwell stepped inside, her presence immediately commanding the small space. She wore her standard-issue fatigues, but somehow made them look almost elegant. Her dark eyes swept over the papers scattered across his desk with professional curiosity."Lieutenant Caldwell," Max said, finally looking up. "To what do I owe the pleasure?""Just Silver," she replied, her tone polite but guarded. "I wanted to properly introduce mysel
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6- Rich boy"I'm telling you, Martinez, that cartel stronghold shouldn't still be standing," Corporal Jake Thompson wiped sweat from his forehead with a dirty sleeve. "Three weeks now, and those bastards are dug in like ticks on a hound. Command's getting nervous.""Nervous enough to call in family representatives," Private Maria Santos added, her voice dripping with disdain. "Rich boy reinforcements coming to save the day."The cantina erupted in bitter laughter, the sound echoing off the corrugated metal roof."Speaking of rich boys," Sergeant Rodriguez leaned forward conspiratorially, "word is we're getting a Hamilton today. Not just any Hamilton either—some son-in-law nobody."Silver Caldwell sat at a corner table, her dark hair pulled back in a practical ponytail, her desert fatigues bearing the insignia of a station lieutenant. Her aide, Annie Chen, a sharp-eyed woman in her early thirties, nursed a cup of lukewarm coffee while studying the latest patrol reports."A Hamilton, huh?" Silver m
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5 - Escort duty"Sir! Mr. Sterling, sir!"The enthusiastic voice made Max turn to see a young man in ranger uniform jogging toward him, his face flushed with excitement and exertion. The ranger couldn't have been more than twenty-two, with sandy hair and bright eyes that held far too much optimism for someone heading to a war zone."You must be Jackson," Max said, straightening as the young man approached."Yes, sir! Ranger Jackson Mills, reporting for escort duty!" Jackson snapped to attention with military precision, though his grin undermined the formality. "I can't believe I get to escort you to Meridian Border Station! This is going to be amazing!"Max studied the eager young face before him. Amazing isn't the word I'd use for a suicide mission."Have you been to the border before, Jackson?""No, sir, but I've heard stories! The action, the danger, the glory of defending our homeland!" Jackson's eyes practically sparkled. "I bet you're excited too, right? I mean, after being stuck here playing h
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Orphaned Son-in-law is Billionaire Heir
Connor Waratah, once heir to the powerful Waratah empire, lives a humble life in Melbourne after being cast out by his family, falsely branded a thief, and abandoned when he needed them most. When the family’s loyal retainer, Jimmy Coolabah, arrives to bring him back, Connor rejects the offer, unwilling to forgive their betrayal.
Later, at his wife Kirra’s wealthy Kuranda family gathering, Connor makes a desperate public plea for a loan to save the struggling Billabong Elder Care and Children’s Home—the orphanage where he was raised. His appeal is met with ridicule, insults, and humiliation, leading to his ejection from the event. Kirra, furious over the embarrassment, demands that if Connor wants to redeem himself, he must secure a lucrative property deal her family has long been denied.
But when Connor returns to the care home to confess his failure, he discovers a mysterious $2 million donation, medical supplies, and toys for the children—courtesy of Jimmy Coolabah. Jimmy also presents him with two staggering gifts: a rare black card with unlimited funds and full ownership of Jarrah Properties, the very company controlling the building Kirra needs. Though Connor refuses the wealth outright, he realizes he now has the power to help both the care home and his wife.
Keeping his fortune and new position a secret, Connor visits Jarrah Properties, enduring cruel treatment from an old enemy before revealing to the company president that he is the new owner. Connor orders that Kirra’s family be given fair access to properties without ever knowing his involvement. Determined to restore the orphanage, protect his wife’s pride, and quietly outmaneuver those who wronged him, Connor begins using his hidden influence to change their lives—on his own terms.
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Chapter: Ch. 161- Fear Her!? The doors thundered open with a force that made every candle tremble. The figure stepped into the hall, tall, sharp and confident. His presence sliced through the tension like a blade honed over years of exile.Kirra, caught between shock and the crackling air, whispered, “Who is that?”Miles’s mouth twitched in a wild, disbelieving grin. “Option A,” he muttered. “The nuclear option.”Rowan’s face drained. “You.”The man stepped into the candlelight, revealing hard-cut features, eyes like polished steel, and a scar running from the corner of his jaw to the edge of his collar.He smiled, slow and lethal.“Hello, Rowan,” he said. “Still pretending you run this family?”Gasps hissed around the room.Kirra felt Connor’s grip tighten on her hand until his knuckles whitened.Rowan’s voice cracked once before he wrestled it back under control. “You were banned from this estate.”“Yes,” the man said, unbothered. “And yet, here I am.”Miriam pushed to her feet, stiff and pale. “How did you ge
Last Updated: 2025-12-10
Chapter: Ch. 160- BreachThe doors suddenly exploded inward, slamming against the stone walls with a crack that ricocheted through the east hall. Gasps rippled across the semicircle of Waratah relatives. Kirra’s pulse stuttered, and sensing her anxiety, Connor’s shoulders went rigid beside her.And the stranger stepped through.He moved with the kind of confidence that did not need permission. Tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in a charcoal suit that fit like a tailored threat, he crossed the threshold with an ease that said he belonged here and a defiance that said he refused to. His hair was a deep ash blond, slightly tousled, and his eyes were an unsettling, piercing blue… the kind that saw too much, too quickly.A murmur swept the hall.“Is that—?”“It can’t be—”“He wouldn’t dare—”Rowan’s face drained of color.“…Elias,” he breathed.The name struck the room like a dropped match in dry grass.Kirra felt Connor exhale beside her—not relief, not fear, but something sharper. A blade unsheathed.Elias W
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: Ch. 159- Storm gathering The air in the east hall snapped tight, as if every molecule was froze in anticipation. The doors at the back slammed open so violently that the portraits rattled on their hooks. A cold gust swept through the chamber, sweeping candle flames sideways, and the Waratahs, people who thrived on control, collectively flinched.A tall silhouette stepped into the golden light.At first, Kirra couldn’t make out the face, just the posture, which was relaxed, arrogant, unmistakably predatory. The kind of posture that said the room belonged to him, whether anyone liked it or not.Rowan’s breath left him in a strangled hiss.“Oh no,” Miles whispered, delighted. “He actually brought him.”Connor didn’t move. His jaw was steady, his stance rooted, but Kirra felt the tension vibrating through his hand. This wasn’t fear. This wasn’t anger.This was a warning.The figure stepped forward, boots echoing across the marble, until the face emerged from the shadows.A man in his thirties, dark hair slicked
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Chapter: Ch. 158- Hello, CousinThe doors were booming against the walls as the figure strode in at a very unhurried pace, appearing unnervingly confident and carrying an aura that the Waratah elders visibly recoiled from.A hush rolled through the assembly like a cold wind.Kirra felt Connor go still beside her.Rowan’s expression, which was already sour, curdled into something close to dread. “You.”The man stepped into the light, coat draped over broad shoulders, dark hair tied back, eyes sharp enough to cut steel. He looked like someone carved from the same Waratah mold Connor had escaped, polished, powerful, and dangerous, but older, and infinitely more composed.“Hello, cousin,” the man said, voice smooth as glass but edged like a blade. “Try not to faint. It would be terribly embarrassing.”Kirra blinked. Cousin?The room rippled with whispers.Connor exhaled once. “Elias.”Elias Waratah smiled, but it wasn't warm. “Good to know the prodigal remembers my name.”Kirra watched Rowan struggle to mask pure fury.
Last Updated: 2025-12-07
Chapter: Ch. 157- Survival Instinct The doors slammed behind Miles so violently the old wood shuddered, and Kirra swore the walls themselves seemed to flinch. The Waratah estate had that unnerving quality, like every corridor stored echoes in locked drawers, like every room collected secrets the way normal homes collected dust. Nothing here was ever just quiet; it was curated silence, heavy with intention.Connor didn’t move.He stood in the middle of the drawing room, jaw clenched, shoulders rigid, breath sharp and cold. The last fragile thread of restraint he’d been holding onto all evening had snapped the moment Rowan spat the word outsider like a slur.Kirra touched his arm—light, careful.He didn’t look at her.“Connor,” she said softly.“Don’t.” His voice was low, dangerously steady. “If I look at you right now, I’m going to break something expensive.”Her heart squeezed. The Connor she knew outside these walls—quiet humor, steady warmth, gentle intensity—shifted into something sharper the moment he crossed into
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Chapter: Ch. 156- Price of a NameThe corridors of the Waratah estate were hauntingly quiet.Silence here wasn’t absence of sound; it was control of it. Every echo was intentional. Every footstep was observed. Every breath evaluated.After dinner, Connor helped Kirra to their guest room, too large, too polished, too cold, and didn’t let go of her hand until the door clicked shut behind them.But before he could speak, someone knocked.Connor stiffened. “Stay here.”Kirra stayed still only because he asked.The door opened to reveal Jimmy, head slightly bowed, eyes flicking quickly to Kirra before returning to Connor.“Master Connor,” he said softly, “there is something you need to know. Now. Before they try to spin it.”Connor’s jaw tightened. “Go on.”Jimmy gave a quick look down the hallway, ensuring no shadows lingered.“The Waratah empire is… not as stable as they pretend. The board is split. Charles and Frederick have been losing support.”Kirra’s stomach tightened.Jimmy continued, voice low and urgent.“You are
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