The Savior God of War Returns
Jack Parker arrives in Harmonfield with nothing but a weathered contract and a mission to honor his grandfather's agreement—a marriage to Emily Wilson, heir to one of the city's most powerful families. But when Emily publicly humiliates and rejects him, Jack's quiet strength catches the eye of Sarah Thompson, daughter of Harmonfield's most influential dynasty.
As Jack moves through Harmonfield's elite circles with unexpected ease, the city's power players begin to realize he is far more than he appears. With preternatural combat skills and an air of quiet authority that commands respect from even the most dangerous figures, Jack becomes the center of a high-stakes struggle between rival families.
When attempts on the Thompsons' lives reveal darker forces at work in Harmonfield, Jack's mysterious past begins to surface. Who is he really? Why did his mentor, Old Joe, send him to this city? And what is the true purpose of the dragon dagger he carries?
In a world of power, betrayal, and hidden agendas, Jack Parker might be the most dangerous player of all—a man who honors his word but shows no mercy to those who cross him.
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Chapter: Chapter 9The snow fell in thick flakes across the darkened road as Jack assessed the situation. These weren't ordinary thugs like those who had attacked Sarah earlier—their positioning, their stealth, the way they moved through the trees with practiced precision—these were professionals."Someone paid a lot for this kind of talent," Jack said quietly, his breath creating small clouds in the frigid air. "These aren't street criminals—they're trained killers."William's face was grim in the dim light. "Victor spares no expense when it comes to revenge.""Victor?" Jack raised an eyebrow. "The same name you mentioned in the car."William nodded, his eyes scanning the darkness beyond the headlights. "Victor Krane. We were once friends—business partners even. But that was thirty years ago.""What happened?" Jack asked, keeping his voice low as he tracked the shadows moving between the trees."We both loved the same woman—Angela. Sarah's grandmother." William's voice grew heavy with memory. "Angela c
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Chapter: Chapter 8Ryan Brooks noticed Emily's gaze lingering on the window long after the Thompson cars had disappeared into the night. Her fingers gripped the champagne flute too tightly, her knuckles white against the crystal."Don't look so worried," Ryan said, stepping closer. His cheek still bore the red mark of Jack's hand, but his confidence had returned—bolstered by alcohol and anger. "The Eastvale Project isn't lost yet."Emily turned to him, her eyes narrowing. "What do you mean?"Ryan smiled, straightening his tie with practiced casualness. "My father had a meeting with Olivia West last week. From Alphacrest Group."Emily's breath caught. "Olivia West? You're not serious.""Dead serious," Ryan replied, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "They're considering a ten-billion-dollar stake in the project. And my father wants to give the Wilson family thirty percent of our share."The name Olivia West sent a ripple of excitement through Emily. Everyone in Harmonfield's business circles knew her s
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Chapter: Chapter 7Sarah Thompson's eyes never left Jack's face as she stepped closer, her presence commanding the attention of everyone in the ballroom. The crystal chandeliers cast golden light across her features, highlighting the determination in her gaze."Jack," she said, her voice clear and unwavering, "I want you to be my boyfriend."The words hung in the air for a heartbeat before the room erupted into gasps and whispers. Wine glasses froze halfway to lips. Conversations died mid-sentence. Even the jazz quartet in the corner missed a note, the saxophone trailing off into silence."Did she just—?" "Sarah Thompson? THE Sarah Thompson?" "Is this actually happening?"Emily Wilson felt her world tilt sideways. The crimson dress she wore suddenly felt too tight, too hot, too visible. Her cheeks burned with a mixture of humiliation and disbelief. Just minutes ago, she had dismissed Jack as beneath her—and now Sarah Thompson, CEO of the Thompson Group and arguably the most powerful woman in Harmonfield
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Chapter: Chapter 6The ballroom froze in a collective inhale. William Thompson's words—"we'll make both the Brooks family and the Wilsons disappear"—hung in the air like a vapor of ice.Michael Wilson's knees gave way. He sank into a nearby chair, his face ashen, eyes unfocused. Patricia clutched her husband's shoulder, her knuckles white with tension. Emily stood motionless, her crimson dress suddenly feeling too tight, too warm, too visible."I—I don't understand," Michael finally managed, his voice a raspy whisper. "What have we done to deserve this?"William Thompson's steel-blue eyes narrowed. "You've insulted a man worth ten of you, Wilson."The guests began to shift uncomfortably, exchanging glances and subtle nods. Like animals sensing a storm, they began migrating away from the Wilsons, gravitating toward Jack's side of the room.A woman who had laughed at Jack's clothes just minutes earlier now edged closer to him, her smile unnaturally bright. "Mr. Parker, I'm Victoria Chambers. My husband ru
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Chapter: Chapter 5I don’t need your money.”Jack Parker’s voice was calm, quiet, but firm—too composed for someone who had just been humiliated in front of a hall full of people.He stood tall, hands loosely at his sides, eyes unreadable as he faced Emily Wilson.Emily's eyebrows twitched in irritation.She had expected tears, shouting, even desperate begging.But not this—never this arrogant composure."Are you serious right now?"She snapped, folding her arms."You think walking away like some noble hero makes you look strong? You came here with nothing, and now you're leaving with even less. Do you think you’re too good for a million dollars?"Before Jack could answer, the heavy oak doors of the ballroom swung open with a sudden creak.The room fell silent.A gasp rippled through the crowd as three figures stepped into the golden light of the New Year celebration—William Thompson, Sarah Thompson, and Daniel Thompson.The Thompsons.The most powerful family in Harmonfield.Emily’s eyes widened.The w
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Chapter: Chapter 4Michael Wilson sneered. “Regret? Son, the only thing I regret is allowing a man like you to breathe the same air as us.” His wife, Patricia, stepped beside him, her expression twisted with disdain. “You think throwing around some dusty old contract makes you a part of this family? Look at yourself—your suit looks borrowed, your shoes have creases, and your name carries no weight.” Laughter rippled through the wealthy guests again. Murmurs floated like poison in the air. “Who does he think he is?” “Probably borrowed that contract off the internet.” “Pathetic. He must be delusional.” Jack stood straight, his face unreadable. He had endured worse. He wasn’t here for their approval. He was here for honour. Jack’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t flinch. The marriage contract in his hand wasn’t just a piece of paper. It was a legacy. A promise between two men—his grandfather and George Wilson—made in a time of desperation and trust. And if they had known who he really was—what
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The Brutal Revenge
In Blackwood College, power isn’t given, it’s taken. Jones, once a nobody, is determined to rewrite the rules. When he dares to challenge Clinton, the ruthless leader who controls the college with an iron grip, he sparks a brutal war that spirals beyond his imagination.
Betrayals lurk in every corner. Friendships shatter. Blood stains the hallways as Jones and Clinton wage a relentless battle for dominance. Lies, deception, and hidden agendas fuel their war, turning allies into enemies and enemies into ghosts.
But just when Jones thinks he has won, Clinton proves why he’s a master of survival. His shocking escape from police custody sets the stage for an earth-shattering finale. A final, unpredictable confrontation at the docks leaves both men fighting not just for power, but for their lives.
As bullets fly and the past comes crashing down, Jones faces the ultimate question: Can he truly end this war, or will Clinton’s shadow haunt him forever?
In this high-stakes tale of revenge, power, and betrayal, one thing is certain, only one will leave Blackwood College alive.
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Chapter: Chapter 66: The Edge of Despair The night air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved swiftly through Blackwood College, their eyes sharp, their minds locked on one mission—finding Lexi before it was too late. The dim corridors echoed with their hurried footsteps as they scoured every possible hiding place, but the deeper they searched, the more frustration gnawed at them.No trace. No sign. No Lexi.Jones clenched his fists as they regrouped near the abandoned east wing. Jasmine’s brows were furrowed, her breathing heavy. “Nothing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “We’ve checked every damn place Clinton could’ve hidden her.”Kendra leaned against the wall, frustration lacing her voice. “He’s playing us.”Victor exhaled sharply. “No—he’s outsmarting us. Again.”Jones’s eyes darkened. His mind was racing, turning over every detail. Clinton was always two steps ahead—but he wasn’t invincible. There had to be a crack in his strategy.Jace frowned, scanning the group. “So what now? We can’t keep running aroun
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Chapter: Chapter 65: No Mercy, No Escape The door swung open with a forceful creak, and before Lexi could react—CRACK!A fresh wave of agony tore through her body as the whip lashed across her exposed back. The pain burned hotter than before, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.Clinton stood before her, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement as he dragged the whip across the floor. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson by now,” he murmured, rolling the handle in his grip.Lexi’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, but she refused to let him see her break. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down, suppressing a scream.CRACK!Another lash. This time across her ribs.Her body convulsed against the pain, her wrists straining against the cuffs, but it was useless. Clinton had made sure of that.The sound of rattling chains echoed in the dim room as he stepped closer, dropping a second set of handcuffs onto the floor beside her. “I’ll admit,” he said, crouching so that their eyes met, “you surprised
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Chapter: Chapter 64: The Hunt for Nothing Lexi's heart pounded as the door creaked open. The dim glow from the corridor barely illuminated the figure stepping inside. She didn’t hesitate.With every ounce of strength, she lunged from the shadows, aiming for the figure’s throat. But before she could make contact—CRACK!A searing pain tore across her back as something lashed against her skin. She choked back a scream, stumbling forward. The sting burned deep, the pain instant.The whip slithered back into Clinton’s grasp like a serpent returning to its master.“You really thought you could take me by surprise?” His voice was smooth, amused.Lexi sucked in a shaky breath, her body trembling from the impact. The realization hit her—Clinton had known. He had anticipated her attempt to escape.Clinton twirled the whip in his hand lazily, then dropped something metal onto the floor beside her. The dull clink of steel sent a chill down her spine. Handcuffs.“You’re getting predictable, Lexi,” he murmured. “That little trick with the
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Chapter: Chapter 63: The Silent Prison Lexi thrashed against the restraints, her wrists raw from the tight ropes digging into her skin. A damp, musky stench filled the underground room, a forgotten chamber buried beneath Blackwood College, hidden so well that even Jones wouldn’t know where to look.Clinton stood over her, arms crossed, a slow smirk curling across his lips. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on his face, making the cold amusement in his eyes even more sinister.“You really thought he’d save you?” he mused, crouching beside her. “Jones is out there bleeding for you, but guess what, sweetheart?” He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “He’s already lost.”Lexi glared at him, fire burning in her eyes. She yanked at the restraints, but they only cut deeper into her skin.Clinton chuckled, standing up. “Struggle all you want. Scream, cry—it won’t change anything.” He straightened his collar, adjusting the cuffs of his blood-stained sleeves. “I have more important things to do.”He strode to the heavy stee
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Chapter: Chapter 62: The Unyielding ClashThe air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved through the tunnels beneath Blackwood College. Shadows stretched long and eerie against the damp, concrete walls. Every footstep echoed through the narrow passage, the weight of the mission pressing down on them.Jasmine led the way, her tablet screen illuminating their path, while Victor, Kendra, Riley, and Marco walked with weapons ready. Behind them, Kayla and Jace moved with silent precision, scanning for any sign of traps. Derek brought up the rear, his grip tight on a lead pipe.Jones' heart pounded like a war drum. They had one shot at this. One chance to get Lexi back.And Clinton was waiting.Jasmine’s voice cut through the silence. “Almost there. The corridor up ahead leads directly to the sublevel. If my mapping is right, that’s where Clinton’s holding Lexi.”Jones nodded. “Everyone ready?”The group exchanged glances. No one spoke. The fire in their eyes was answer enough.Victor cracked his knuckles. “Let’s bring
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Chapter: Chapter 61: War Councils in the Dark Jones’ Hideout – 9:15 PM.The room smelled of sweat, desperation, and the lingering scent of blood from their brutal defeat. Jones sat at the head of the table, a fresh bruise swelling over his cheekbone, his ribs aching with every breath. The dim lights flickered above, casting jagged shadows over the weary faces of his crew.They had barely made it out alive. But survival wasn’t enough.Lexi was still in Clinton’s grasp. And that wasn’t something Jones could allow.Victor leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw clenched. His knuckles were still raw from the battle. “We can’t rush in like last time,” he muttered. “We got played.”Jace, bandaged but alive, exhaled sharply. “Played? We got wrecked.”Kendra, her eyes dark with fury, slammed a knife into the table. “Then we change the game.”Jones lifted his gaze, scanning each of them. The fire was still there, burning through their exhaustion. Clinton had won the battle—but not the war.“Lexi is underground,” Jones stated, voice cal
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