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Book 3: The Underground King, Nathan Cole
♦A former special forces soldier, dishonorably discharged and left with nothing, must enter the underground fighting world to find the men who destroyed his career and took his family♦ Blurb and Chapter 0ne: Sergeant Nathan Cole was a hero. A warrior. A man who served his country with honor. Then they took everything. His career. His reputation. His family. He was framed for a crime he didn't commit. Dishonorably discharged. Stripped of everything he had earned. Now he's a ghost. A man without a past. Without a future. Without a home. The only place that will accept him is the underground. The only language he speaks is violence. He fights. He bleeds. He wins. And he searches for the men who destroyed him. For the truth that will set him free. Nathan Cole has nothing left to lose. His family is gone. His country has abandoned him. But he still has his fists. And he still has his rage. And he will not stop until every man who destroyed him is dead. ♦CHAPTER 0NE: Nathan Cole st
Last Updated : 2026-08-02
Prison year
Nathan stared at the letter in his hands.His blood ran cold. His hands shook. His heart pounded in his chest. The words blurred together. Conduct unbecoming. Dereliction of duty. Murder of Colonel James Hartley.He read it again. And again. Each time, the words hit him like a punch to the gut.This was impossible. He hadn't killed Colonel Hartley. He had been at home that night. With his family. He had witnesses. His wife. His son. They could vouch for him. They knew he had been there.But the letter didn't care. The accusations didn't care. The system didn't care.Nathan's jaw tightened. His fists clenched. Someone had set him up. Someone had framed him. Someone wanted him destroyed.Sarah walked into the room. Her face was pale. Her eyes were worried."Nathan, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."Nathan handed her the letter. Sarah read it. Her face went white. Her hands shook."This is... this is insane. You didn't kill anyone. You were here. With us.""I know.""Then
Last Updated : 2026-08-02
Someone
The bus dropped Nathan on the corner of Oak Street.He stood there for a long moment, staring at the house. His house. The house where he had lived with Sarah and Ryan. The house where they had been happy. The house where everything had been taken from him.The grass was overgrown. The windows were dark. The front door was boarded up. The place looked abandoned. Forgotten.Nathan walked up the driveway. His legs were heavy. His heart was pounding. His hands were shaking.He reached the front door. The boards were nailed across it. He pulled at them. They didn't budge. He pulled harder. The nails creaked. The wood splintered. He pulled again, and the boards came loose.He pushed the door open. Stepped inside.The house was empty.The furniture was gone. The walls were bare. The floors were dusty. The air was cold. The silence was heavy.Nathan walked through the rooms. The living room where they had watched movies together. The kitchen where Sarah had cooked their meals. Ryan's bedroom
Last Updated : 2026-08-02
Connected to the Dravens, the morettis
Nathan sat on the bus, staring out the window.The city blurred past him. The lights. The buildings. The people. All of them living their lives, unaware of his pain. Unaware of his mission. Unaware of the war that was coming.He had been too careless. Too trusting. He had walked into traps set for him. He had let them control him. Manipulate him. Destroy him.Not anymore.He pulled out the drawing from his pocket. Ryan's face. Ryan's words. "I love you, Daddy. Please come home soon."Nathan's jaw tightened. His eyes hardened. He folded the drawing carefully. Put it back in his pocket. It was the only thing he had left of his son. The only thing that reminded him of what he was fighting for.He thought about Sarah. Her smile. Her laugh. Her strength. The way she had believed in him when no one else did. The way she had stood by him through everything. The way she had fought for him, even when the system was against them.Someone had taken her. Someone had taken Ryan. Someone had destro
Last Updated : 2026-08-03
An assignment
Nathan arrived at Helen's Diner at 9pm sharp.The night was cold. The streets were empty. The diner was dark except for a single light in the back room. The old woman was gone. The cook was gone. Only Elena was waiting.Nathan walked through the kitchen. Down the hall. Knocked on the third door."Come in," Elena said.Nathan pushed the door open. Stepped inside.Elena was sitting behind her desk. The file was open in front of her. She was studying a photograph. A man. Dark hair. Cold eyes. Expensive suit."Sit down," Elena said.Nathan sat across from her. His body was tense. His mind was focused."I've found something," Elena said. "A lead. A man who might know where your family is."Nathan's heart raced. "Who?"Elena slid the photograph across the desk. "His name is Brandon Kane. He works for the network. He's a fixer. He handles their dirty work. He's the one who made sure you were convicted. He's the one who made sure your family was harassed."Nathan's fists clenched. His jaw tig
Last Updated : 2026-08-03
Recovery
Nathan limped through the doors of Helen's Diner.His body was broken. His ribs screamed with every breath. His right eye was swollen shut. His knuckles were raw and bloody. His leg throbbed beneath him, the old injury from prison flaring up again.The diner was empty. The old woman was gone. The cook was gone. Only Elena was waiting, sitting in a booth near the back, a cup of coffee in her hand.She looked up when Nathan walked in. Her eyes were sharp. Her face was unreadable."You look like hell," Elena said.Nathan slid into the booth across from her. His body protested. He ignored it."I feel like hell.""What happened?"Nathan was quiet for a moment. Then he spoke. "I found Kane. I fought. I won. I confronted him. He had me thrown out."Elena nodded. "I heard. Word travels fast in the underground.""Then you know I failed."Elena shook her head. "You didn't fail. You got close. That's more than anyone else has done."Nathan's fists clenched. "I need to get closer. I need to make
Last Updated : 2026-08-04
Where are they?
The next morning, Nathan woke on a cot in the back room of Helen's Diner.Elena had given him a place to stay. It wasn't much. A small room. A cot. A table. A chair. But it was better than the streets. It was a place to rest. To heal. To plan.His body was still broken. His ribs screamed. His eye was still swollen. His knuckles were raw. But he had a mission. He had an ally. He had hope.Nathan sat up. His body protested. He ignored it. He walked to the table. There was a note waiting for him."Mia called. She wants to meet. The Rusty Nail. Noon. — E"Nathan folded the note. Put it in his pocket. He walked to the bathroom. Splashed cold water on his face. Looked at himself in the mirror.The man staring back was a stranger. Thinner. Harder. Darker. His eyes were hollow. His face was lined with pain and anger.But he was still standing. Still fighting. Still searching.Nathan walked out of the room. Out of the diner. Into the cold morning air.He was going to find his family. No matter
Last Updated : 2026-08-04
A letter
Nathan limped through the doors of Helen's Diner.His body was broken. His ribs screamed. His eye was swollen shut. His knuckles were raw and bloody. His leg throbbed beneath him. He looked like a man who had been through war. Because he had.Elena was waiting in the back room. Her face was pale. Her eyes were worried."What happened?" Elena asked.Nathan sat down. His body protested. He ignored it."I found Vance. I confronted him. He said my family is dead."Elena's face went pale. "Do you believe him?"Nathan shook his head. "I don't know. He could be lying. He could be trying to break me.""Or he could be telling the truth."Nathan's fists clenched. "If they're dead, I'll find out who killed them. I'll make them pay. I'll burn everything they love to the ground."Elena was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke. "I have more information. About your wife. About what she was hiding."Nathan's heart raced. "What?"Elena opened the file on her desk. Pulled out a letter. Old. Yellowed. Han
Last Updated : 2026-08-05
Alive
Nathan sat in the back room of Helen's Diner, staring at the documents spread across the table.The truth was finally in his hands. The conspiracy. The cover-up. The murder. Colonel Hartley had been working with Arthur Vance. They had been partners. They had been eliminating their rivals. Nathan had discovered their plans. They had framed him. Destroyed his career. Taken his family.But the documents didn't tell him where Sarah and Ryan were. They didn't tell him if they were alive or dead. They didn't tell him how to find them.Nathan's fists clenched. His jaw tightened. His eyes hardened.He needed more. He needed answers. He needed to find Arthur Vance.Elena walked into the room. Her face was pale. Her eyes were worried."You found something," Elena said.Nathan nodded. "I found everything. Hartley was working with Vance. They were partners. They were eliminating their rivals. I discovered their plans. They framed me."Elena was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke. "What are you go
Last Updated : 2026-08-05
Time
Nathan sat in the back room of Helen's Diner, staring at the wall.Mia was across from him. Her face was pale. Her eyes were tired. She had been with him through everything. The confrontation. The fight. The escape."You saved my life," Nathan said. "Back there. At the warehouse. You saved my life."Mia shook her head. "I didn't save your life. I just bought you time.""Time is all I need."Mia was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke. "What are you going to do now?"Nathan's voice was steady. "I'm going to find my family. I'm going to bring them home. I'm going to destroy everyone who's ever hurt them."Mia nodded. "Then we need a plan."---Elena walked into the room. Her face was serious. Her eyes were sharp."I have information," Elena said. "About your family. About where they might be."Nathan's heart raced. "Where?"Elena spread a map across the table. Pointed to a location on the outskirts of the city. "There's a compound. A facility. The network uses it for their operations. It
Last Updated : 2026-08-07