RAZZAQ-STORIES
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Novels by RAZZAQ-STORIES
FROM PRISON TRASH TO GOD OF WAR
"He died in prison."
That's what they told the world after poisoning his father, murdering his mother, and framing Alexander Kane for attempted rape.
Uncle Robert and stepmother Victoria thought they'd buried their problems along with the broken boy they left to rot in a cell.
They were wrong.
Five years later, the city's elite gather at a red-carpet banquet to meet the mysterious War God—the general who single-handedly won the nation's greatest conflict.
Alexander Kane walks in with a coffin.
"Good evening. I believe I was invited."
The room freezes. Victoria drops her champagne. Robert's laughter dies when Alexander kicks open the coffin, revealing a corpse and ringing phone.
"Where's your guard dog now?"
"He's in the coffin."
One by one, the liars fall. Bones break. Secrets bleed. When even General Hawthorne drops to one knee, calling him "Sir," the city finally realizes:
The boy they buried returned as the man they fear.
Now it's time for blood, justice, and retribution. Every debt will be paid. Every traitor will kneel.
Because Alexander Kane didn't just survive prison—he conquered death itself.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 251
Marcus's voice was still coming through the phone when Alexander's instincts fired.It wasn't something he saw first. It was something he felt. A shift in the rhythm of the traffic around him. The sedan three cars back had been maintaining the exact same distance for six blocks. Not closing. Not falling behind. Matching his speed with the mechanical precision of someone trained to follow without being noticed.And ahead, a dark van had slowed to thirty miles per hour in a forty five zone, positioning itself in the center lane where it would be impossible to pass without committing to the oncoming traffic lane.Pincer formation. One behind, one ahead. Textbook ambush geometry."Marcus." Alexander's voice cut through whatever the colonel was saying. "I have a tail. Black sedan, three cars back. Dark van ahead, decelerating."Marcus's response was immediate. "Location?""Eastbound on Meridian, passing Fourth Street. Emma is in the vehicle." Alexander's eyes moved to the rearview mirror,
Last Updated: 2026-07-22
Chapter: CHAPTER 250
Alexander had barely stepped out of the car when the voice found him again.The man from the ice cream shop was leaning against a pillar near the parking lot entrance, arms crossed, that strange smile still plastered across his face. He had followed them. Not subtly. Not carefully. With the open, deliberate boldness of someone who wanted to be seen."Leaving so soon?" The man pushed off the pillar and walked toward Alexander with his hands in his pockets. "I was hoping we could chat. Man to man."Alexander held Emma's hand and kept walking toward the mall entrance where he had parked closer. His stride didn't change. His expression didn't shift.The man fell into step beside him, matching his pace with exaggerated casualness. "You know, I've been watching the news lately. Fascinating stuff. Really entertaining. A man comes back from nowhere, destroys an entire family, drives the patriarch to his grave, and then takes his daughter out for ice cream like he's father of the year."Severa
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: CHAPTER 249
Last Updated: 2026-07-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 248
Alexander's thumb traced the edge of the paper. Something shifted behind his eyes that he would never have allowed anyone except this child to see.Emma laid out five more drawings. Each one featured the same three people. In one, they were at a park. In another, they were eating at a table. In a third, the tall man was carrying the small girl on his shoulders while the woman watched from beside the tree.Every single picture included Alexander.Sophia stood in the kitchen doorway, watching. Her arms were crossed. Her expression was controlled. But her eyes betrayed her, moving between the drawings and Alexander's face with something that wasn't anger and wasn't acceptance but lived somewhere in the difficult space between."These are incredible, Emma." Alexander set the last drawing down with the reverence of someone handling something priceless. "You're very talented.""Mama says I get it from Grandpa." Emma beamed. "He used to draw buildings for his company."Emma suddenly bounced
Last Updated: 2026-07-19
Chapter: CHAPTER 247
The morning sun came through the apartment windows in soft, dusty beams that fell across Emma's coloring books like spotlights on a stage. She lay flat on her stomach in the middle of the living room floor, surrounded by a scattered army of crayons, her tongue poking out from the corner of her mouth as she concentrated on filling in the sky of her latest drawing.Sophia sat at the kitchen table three feet away, a laptop open in front of her, restaurant supply invoices spread across every available surface. Her pen moved across a notepad, calculating figures, crossing out numbers, recalculating. The restaurant's overhead costs were higher than she had expected, and the vendor contracts Marcus's team had renegotiated at Thompson Holdings had created a ripple effect on pricing across the district."Mama." Emma didn't look up from her drawing. "What color is his jacket?"Sophia's pen paused. "Whose jacket?""You know." Emma selected a dark blue crayon and held it up for inspection. "The m
Last Updated: 2026-07-18
Chapter: CHAPTER 246
"Another city. Somewhere Alexander has no reach. Somewhere his surveillance can't follow." Jason paused. "We use the diamonds to establish a new foundation. New identities if necessary. New businesses. We rebuild from scratch where nobody knows the Thompson name."Victoria was quiet for a long moment. Her fingers tapped against the armrest of her chair in a slow, deliberate rhythm."And Alexander?" Victoria's voice carried an edge that could have cut glass. "We just let him win?""We let him think he's won." Jason's lip curved slightly. "There's a difference. A man who believes the fight is over stops looking over his shoulder. That's when he becomes vulnerable."Victoria's eyes narrowed with approval. She had spent years underestimating her stepson. The boy who had once puffed out his chest at parties and bragged about his father's wealth had been replaced by something colder, sharper, forged in pain and hardened by humiliation."When do we move?" Victoria uncrossed her legs and lean
Last Updated: 2026-07-17
The Cheating Wife's Worthless Husband Is the Apocalypse King
"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped.
Marco smiled coldly.
"Good. Let's divorce."
Five years.
Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man.
When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters.
Their reward?
They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover.
But fate gave him another chance.
Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors.
He'll build the strongest fortress.
Recruit the most powerful survivors.
Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses.
And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter...
"Marco... please. Just let us in."
He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles.
"Didn't you say I was worthless?"
"Then die outside my gate."
In the new world, mercy is a luxury.
And the Apocalypse King has none
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