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Samuel Kelvin
Samuel Kelvin
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I Am Calvin Luthor: The God Of War

I Am Calvin Luthor: The God Of War

Note below!!!!! This is the Return of I Am Kaelor Thane: The God Of War. Blurb: They call me an insane man, but they don't know what I've been through. I met the love of my life and she became the turning point of my life; I married her in the night and made it known to the world, no one messes with my woman. For years I was punished for the sin I didn't know and for the things I didn't do. After I spent years in a coma due to an accident planned by an unknown man, they kidnapped my wife a few weeks after our wedding and that betrayal forged me into the cruel, highly feared general I am now. I will burn and kill anyone who dares touch my family or cause me pain. I Am Calvin Luthor. I bring horror and terror. Save yourself first, because I won't be merciful. Mercy is for the weak; I only bring death and destruction.
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Chapter: Either Dead Or Alive
Chapter 6Calvin POVDarkness swallowed me, then pain dragged me back. My head throbbed in slow rhythm, each beat a lead weight. I pushed my eyes open and found rock above me, the cave roof blurred by a smear of blood. My mouth tasted like metal. The world tilted. I tried to move and a bolt of fire lanced through my left leg. I hissed and forced breath through my teeth.Hands—rough hands—caught me and shoved me down. A guard’s boot found my ribs. I let out a low sound but kept myself silent. The cave smelled of oil, sweat, and rot. Torches threw thin light like the teeth of some hungry animal. Men moved around me with machine guns and ropes; their faces were scarves and hard eyes. Sakhir’s laughter still cut the air like a blade.I blinked and took in what had happened. My left leg was swollen, bandaged crooked; dried blood crusted the cloth. The bones burned when I flexed, and a dull ache in my hip told me I’d been beaten raw. My hands were tied behind my back so tight the ropes bit
Last Updated: 2025-11-06
Chapter: Let's see Who is The Real God Now
Chapter 5Calvin POVThe sun was rising slowly over the desert, but inside Sakhir’s territory, it was always dark. The cave was huge, built deep into the rocks with long tunnels, weapons stacked on wooden crates, and dozens of men walking around with rifles. Every corner of the place reeked of sweat, oil, and blood. The sound of men shouting in Arabic filled the air, the smell of gunpowder mixed with smoke from burning torches.Sakhir’s cave wasn’t an ordinary hideout; it was more like a base, a place where monsters trained to kill. There were trucks parked near the entrance, heavy machine guns mounted on them, and cages lined against the wall. Each cage had people inside, weak, starving, and scared.I woke up in one of the small corners, my head throbbing with pain. The moment I tried to move, I felt the cold metal of a gun barrel pressing against the side of my skull. The guard barked something in Arabic I couldn’t understand, then kicked me in the ribs, forcing me to stay down. My
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Chapter: The God Of War Is Captured
Chapter 4Calvin POVThe jet, later dropped us back in the desert, nght fell across the Iraqi desert like a thick blanket. The stars burned dimly above us, cold and distant, while the desert wind whispered through the dunes. Our campfire crackled softly, its orange light flickering against the shadows of our faces.James, Felix, Maximus, Hendrick, and I , along with the few remaining spy soldiers , had set up camp after a long day of blood and chaos. We needed to rest before heading out at dawn to hunt down the head of the terrorists. The mission wasn’t over yet. It had only begun.We pitched our tents in a small valley surrounded by dunes, the perfect cover against drone surveillance. Hendrick set up the security sensors while Maximus and Josh took charge of the food.The air smelled faintly of smoke and dust, mixed with the scent of roasted fish and grilled vegetables. Maximus flipped the fish over the fire while Josh added salt and pepper. They were soldiers, yes — but also the bes
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Chapter: Survival of The fittest
Chapter 3Calvin POVThe desert was covered in smoke and dust. The wind howled over the empty land as gunfire echoed through the still air. I stood among the fallen, holding my weapon tight, my fingers aching from pulling the trigger too many times.Bodies of terrorists were scattered everywhere. From ten to hundreds, they had all fallen under my hands. I didn’t stop until the silence swallowed everything. My blood was boiling, not from exhaustion but from rage. Every shot I fired carried a message — vengeance.As I reloaded my gun, flashes of my memories started returning, burning through my mind like lightning. Images came fast — my childhood, my father, the day the world fell apart. Then I saw him — my twin brother.Forger.The name hit me so hard I froze. I remembered when we were small, running through the garden of the White House while my father watched us. My father, Kaelor Thane — the man the world once called *The God of War*. He was feared by nations, respected by armies, b
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Chapter: Attack in iraq
Chapter 2Calvin POVThe fighter jet touched down on Iraqi soil and the heat hit us like a wall. The desert smelled of dust and metal and old violence. I carried my rifle and the rest of my gear: grenades, comms, spare mags, anything that meant I would not be caught off guard. Every step I took made the sand shift and my boots scuffed the air. I have been strong since I was a boy. Training, hard hands, and a life of blows had made my legs steady and my arms hard. Now all I wanted was to make them pay for what they had done to me.Memories came in flashes , quick, sharp images that burned and then vanished. For nineteen years I had replayed the way my father trained me. He had been an ex-military man from Campbell City. They called him the God of War. His name was Kaelor Thane. I saw him in a dozen frames: a young man in uniform, a shadowed face standing over maps, hands that taught me to hold a gun, to move without sound, to hate weakness.He had taken down evil men and corrupt offici
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Chapter: New Beginnings
Chapter 1Calvin POVThe sky to the north hung heavy and dark, as if the rain wanted to fall. The sun was fading and the clouds were shifting low. The air tasted like the start of trouble.A thousand soldiers stood in tight formation. Their uniforms were pressed and bright under the lights. We were the California Special Forces, feared across the United States. I am Calvin Luthor, and I am the commander. My face showed nothing. Inside me was only cold quiet and a suffocating command that demanded obedience.My five-star rank shone on my shoulders. It meant authority. It meant fear. My name had become a warning to terrorists and assassins. Wherever my voice carried, chaos followed. They called me a devil. Some called me Angel Adriel risen from hell. I had faced thousands of battles. No one could challenge me and live to tell it.Davis West stood near me, as he always did. He was my officer, my friend, my right hand. He wore three stars on his sleeve. He called me his mentor, and I acce
Last Updated: 2025-11-06
I AM Kaelor Thane: The God Of War

I AM Kaelor Thane: The God Of War

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.
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Chapter: Kidnapped At Dawn
Thane’s POVMy health had already worsened, and I knew something was wrong. I told Dr. Henry from China about it, and he immediately sent me some herbal mixture drugs to the United States. He said they’d help strengthen my system if I took them correctly. For a while, I didn’t believe they’d work, but after some weeks, I started seeing progress.Now I’m fifty years old, and instead of growing weaker, I feel my strength increasing every single day. It’s strange but good. As the president of the United States, I’ve made a lot of impact—more than any of my predecessors, even President Mark. And right now, my main goal is to become tougher and more strategic against any terrorist that dares to cross our borders.Calvin and Forger have grown so fast. They’re both twelve now—smart, strong, and full of life—while Theresa and Shawn are still as beautiful as ever.That morning, they both sat on the gigantic bed in our room, laughing about something while waiting for me to come in. The soft mor
Last Updated: 2025-11-11
Chapter: Finale
Thane’s POVThe morning sun lit up the streets of Georgia City like it was welcoming a new beginning. People filled the streets, waving flags and chanting Thane’s name. News reporters crowded every corner, their microphones pointing toward the crowd as helicopters hovered above. The once divided cities—Gorgia City, Campbell City, California, and others—now stood united under one voice.“Thane! Thane! Thane!” the people shouted, their cheers echoing across the square.I stood at the balcony of the hotel, watching the crowd below. My heart was calm but heavy. After everything—the betrayals, wars, deaths, and sacrifices—it finally felt like peace had returned. Theresa walked up beside me, her long hair brushing my arm.“They want you to lead them,” she said softly, her eyes watching the people below.I turned to her. “Lead them? You mean as—”“As President,” she said before I could finish. “They’re serious, Thane. They believe in you.”Before I could reply, Shawn stepped out from behind
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
Chapter: Secrets Unfold
Thane’s POVThe night was quiet, but my mind was anything but. The sound of my laptop’s fan filled the room as I stared at the flashing upload bar on the screen. Every second felt like a lifetime. The files were massive years of corruption, secret deals, and hidden crimes all gathered into one final strike.Dylan’s voice echoed in my head. “When the world sees the truth, they’ll know who the real traitors are.”I remembered Paul too. The drive he’d given me before he died was clutched in my hand. My throat tightened at the thought of him. He didn’t die for nothing.“Almost done,” I muttered, watching the percentage climb 90%, 95%, 100%.The screen flickered once, and the files went live. A flood of evidence hit the internet, video clips, transaction records, hidden audio files, and secret meeting logs.In one video, President Mark sat in a luxury office with Viktor and Damien, laughing with a group of masked men. His words were sharp and cold. “Once the deal is sealed, Asia will cont
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Chapter: When Love Meets
Thane’s POVThe morning sun streamed through the half-open curtains of the Sunlight Hotel, lighting up the quiet room. For a few seconds, everything felt peaceful. Then suddenly, loud voices cut through the silence.I opened my eyes, groaning a little. “What now?”Before I could even sit up properly, I heard Shawn and Theresa shouting in the living room. Their voices bounced off the walls, sharp and full of anger.“You think you can just walk in here and act like you own him?” Theresa’s voice was full of fire. “After everything Thane and I have been through, you just appear out of nowhere and start kissing him?”“Oh, please,” Shawn shot back, her tone cold but steady. “I didn’t ‘walk in from nowhere.’ Thane and I have history—something you clearly don’t understand!”I rubbed my face, muttering, “Not again…”I threw on a T-shirt and stepped into the living room. The two of them were standing face to face like they were ready to tear each other apart.Theresa’s hair was messy, her face
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
Chapter: Revelations
Thane’s POVThe silence between Shawn and me was heavy. The truth I’d hidden for so long was finally pressing on my chest, demanding to be released. I took a deep breath and met her gaze.“Shawn,” I began, my voice low and rough. “There’s something I need to tell you. Something I’ve been hiding from everyone.”She leaned forward, confused. “What is it, Thane?”I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to find the right words. “I faked my death.”Her eyes widened. “What?”“I had to,” I said quickly. “It was the only way to uncover what President Mark, Viktor, and Damien have been doing behind the scenes. They’ve been using people, destroying lives… I couldn’t expose them while I was alive. They would’ve killed me before I got close.”Shawn stared at me, shocked and speechless. I continued before she could interrupt.“I knew I needed to disappear for a while,” I explained. “So I went to China. I met one of the best surgeons in the world—Doctor Henry. He changed everything. My face, my body.
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
Chapter: The Name That Broke The Silence
Thane’s POVThe road back to Campbell City barracks was quiet that morning. Too quiet. I sat in the armored vehicle beside Paul, staring out the window as the sun burned through the haze of smoke from last night’s drills. He was humming something low maybe to calm his nerves while tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.“You ever get tired of this, Paul?” I asked, not really expecting an answer.He smirked. “Of what? The blood, or the lies?”“Both.”He chuckled, shaking his head. “You sound like a man who wants peace. But peace doesn’t exist for people like us, Pierre.”Pierre that name again. The name I wore like a mask, hiding Thane behind it. I nodded but said nothing. My mind was still heavy with what happened in Iran the smoke, the screams, the way the men fell when I struck. Every mission made me stronger, but it also made me colder.Paul was the only person left who knew both sides of me. He had been my anchor when everything fell apart. But even anchors can be pulled away.
Last Updated: 2025-11-10
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