Return of the Northern War God
Adrian Lancaster's wrath unleashed when his sister was delivered up for auction.
The bad men didn't know he was the War God. He ensured he left no man standing, and he will find Natasha Christian-Grey and put an end to the entire catastrophe.
Ten years ago, Adrian made a promise at his mother's grave: become strong enough to protect his little sister from the powerful family that murdered their mother. He kept that promise — rising from nothing to become the legendary King of the North, the commander who united seven territories and ended a decade-long war.
But on the day of his greatest victory, a desperate phone call shattered everything.
"They found us, Adrian... It's too late..."
His sister had been dragged to an underground auction — stripped, caged, and sold to the highest bidder like property. All orchestrated by Natasha Christian-Grey, the woman whose affair with his father had destroyed their family.
They made a fatal mistake. They didn't know who he really was.
Now Adrian has returned to Greenville with his elite forces, and he's tearing through the city like a hurricane. The corrupt businessmen who bought his sister. The arrogant martial arts masters who thought themselves invincible. The soldiers who betrayed their oaths. The entire Rodrigez family who dared to torture his aunt.
One by one, they fall before the War God's fury.
Read
Chapter: #72Chapter 72Richard looked at Duncan, and something in his posture suggested the shape of an apology without quite committing to one. "I may have... acted hastily."The words came out stiff, reluctant — less like genuine contrition and more like a man fulfilling a social obligation he resented. Duncan heard it for what it was and his expression didn't soften."Hastily," Duncan repeated, his tone flat."Yes." Richard straightened slightly, recovering some of his earlier authority. "I was... misinformed about the situation."It wasn't much of an apology. Both men knew it. Richard Volon was one of the Three Great Masters of Greenville, patriarch of one of the city's most powerful families. Duncan, for all his martial prowess, had never claimed a family seat— had never married, never produced an heir, never built the dynasty that would have placed him on equal social footing. The Volons and the Kardashians had been circling each other for years, competing for contracts, for territory, for
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: #71Chapter 71Richard laid it out in sequence. The state of the mansion. Obed on the floor. Every capable man in the building incapacitated by a single soldier. Charles beaten personally by the man himself, at length, while his soldier handled everything else. The complete absence of a name or any prior history in Greenville's circles. He spoke without inflection, the way a man recites evidence he has already lived with long enough to stop feeling it — or believes he has."And Charles told you this person was a suitor of Kris," Duncan said."Yes. Which points directly to Uther — the only person in your circle with both the ability to put Obed on the floor and a connection to that woman."Duncan's expression had been moving steadily throughout Richard's account, passing through several stages, and it arrived now at something that was caught between disbelief and a kind of exasperated incredulity. He looked at Richard the way a man looks at a sum that has been confidently totalled wrong."
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: #70Chapter 70"You have got some nerves," Richard said, looking down at Uther with cold fury. The lines of his face were carved deep with something beyond anger — something older and more absolute. "Duncan's disciple or not — my son is my son. What gave you the right to put your hands on him?""I didn't," Uther said. "I haven't touched Charles Volon. I don't know what you've been told, but…""Enough." Richard cut him off. "Own what you did.""There is nothing to own! I've been lying in this room for three days — ask anyone, ask the people in this building—""Beat him," Richard said to his men.They moved forward and Uther, injured and without resources, could do very little about it. What followed was brief and thorough and Uther spent most of it trying to cover his existing injuries while acquiring new ones, his protests becoming increasingly desperate and increasingly ignored."I didn't do it—" A blow landed. "I swear on my life I didn't—" Another. "You have the wrong person…"Richard
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: #69Chapter 69Uther was mid-thought when the door came off its hinges.Not knocked. Not opened. Kicked — a single, decisive impact that sent it swinging hard into the wall, the sound of it cracking through the quiet of the abandoned building like a gunshot.Uther scrambled upright, his injuries screaming at the sudden movement, and found himself looking at Richard Volon.Richard stood in the doorway with the particular stillness of a man who had already decided everything and was simply here to execute it. Several attendants fanned out behind him, filling the narrow doorway, and between two of them — supported rather than walking, wrapped from head to torso in fresh white bandages — was Charles.Uther stared, confusedCharles Volon looked like something that had been partially disassembled. Bandages covered most of his face, his arms, his torso. What little skin was visible carried the deep, layered coloring of serious, comprehensive bruising. His eyes, the only part of him fully visible
Last Updated: 2026-03-26
Chapter: #68Chapter 68Richard's thoughts continued to move.Duncan's expulsion of Uther had struck him as strange from the moment he'd heard about it. Uther was Duncan's most prized disciple — twenty-five years of investment, of careful cultivation, of a master pouring his best knowledge into a student. Men like Duncan didn't discard that lightly. They certainly didn't discard it publicly, in a courtyard, in front of the entire Kardashian family, over the persecution of a branch that Duncan himself had spent years ignoring.Unless the expulsion wasn't real.Richard turned it over and the answer came quickly, clean and logical. Duncan had expelled Uther publicly, yes — but the grounds given were that Uther had persecuted Kris's bloodline. And now, conveniently, someone connected to Duncan had shown up tonight on Kris's behalf, beating Charles half to death in her name. The shape of it was clear once you knew where to look.Uther had been sent to rescue Kris. To earn her gratitude. To use that gra
Last Updated: 2026-03-25
Chapter: #67Chapter 67Richard Volon stood in the center of the ruined reception room and thought.Thinking deeply and meditating was something he did well — better than most men he had encountered across six decades of navigating Greenville's power structures. He had a methodical mind, the kind that processed information in layers, discarding the irrelevant and organizing the remainder into structures that could be acted upon. It had served him across a long career of situations that rewarded clear thinking over instinct.He applied it now.The level of ability on display in this room was extraordinary. He had walked through it twice already, reading the evidence the way a tracker reads ground — the distribution of fallen men, the efficiency of it, the complete absence of anything wasted or panicked in how the violence had been applied. Whoever had done this had not been in any danger at any point during the evening. They had moved through this room the way a person moves through a familiar spac
Last Updated: 2026-03-25
