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THE MAN CALLED GOD CAN'T BE TRUSTED
Alex stood behind Ariella, channeling warm energy into her body while she circulated more of it, using it to recover her energy which she depleted during the course of her morning training.As Alex promised, he was set to teach her how to float and run over the walls, balance on the ceiling like a ninja, and stand on very tiny objects without losing her balance.“Dad, I'm no longer tired, let's continue.” Ariella said happily, her eyes twinkling as she looked around the preliminary training room, checking out the next spots to conquer and scale.Alex smiled at her enthusiasm and threw her high up in the air, watching her flip a few times, before quickly landing on all fours.“Mm-hmm. You have really recovered your stamina. But remember that you have been instructed to cut down on cakes and sweets to build up your organs and stamina to be stronger.” Alex said, watching her as she stretched her body.He immediately grabbed her, flipping her severally while letting her stand on his outst
THE MAN CALLED GOD MOM
Raz smiled, hiding his irritation.“You need to be blindfolded as they drive through the secret route. Only the people escorting you are privy to the route. And that refers to the top tier members of the base. You're not yet a top tier member, I mean, you obviously haven't joined the training to become one yet. So till you join and complete the training, you have to stay blindfolded anytime a secret route is used to take you to safety, or drive you out.” Raz quickly explained, still keeping the smile on his face.“Bullshit! You simply don't trust me enough to have me going through your secret places. What training and membership? I didn't ask to join your damned gang. Stop barking out nonsense.” Eleanor snapped angrily, glaring at him in irritation.“Yes, I don't trust you. Even if the boss is blinded by love and thinks that everything you do is alright, I'm not. Why will I let you know the secret route when you always scream out how much you hate him and the kids for ruining your lif
THE MAN CALLED GOD A PERFECT CLONE
“Luz, what do you mean? It's not worth it going against one of your sworn brothers for this.” Ikaris whispered, pulling on Luz's arms.However, Luz stubbornly looked up at him, his cold and emotionless eyes piercing through Raz.“No matter what, she's the general's woman. Even if they're not the best of friends now due to whatever issues best known to them, she's still his woman. And most importantly, you shouldn't have insulted mom in my presence.” Luz said coldly, obviously not backing down.“And when did Miss Eleanor become your mom?” Raz whispered with an unhappy frown.“If I say she's my mom, then she is. Apologize to my mom.” Luz insisted, his cold aura seeping out.“Luz, don't. It's not worth it.” Eleanor whispered, trying to reach out to Luz, but his aura Immediately had her staggering back.“Your aura can't force me to do what I don't want to do. So, save it for some other time, young master.” Raz spat, before turning to Eleanor.“I apologize madam. I must admit I spoke rashl
THE MAN CALLED GOD SETTING A TRAP FOR THE TIGER
“Yes, sir. This is all the information we were able to gather. However, it's difficult for us to determine if he indeed lives at the penthouse of the pacific building which he drives out from because of the strict surveillance kept for the tenants in the building.”“Of course, a building where the richest and most popular people in the country buy an apartment to cool off would be anything but easy to breach. Especially since it is rumored to be owned by that group. However, I don't believe he lives in an apartment building. There must be another house somewhere, and that place is the real deal which we are looking for.” Karen said, casually taking the Mac book which his assistant came in with to read through the details of the investigation.“If the idiot I know is still the same old Alex, he will definitely try to crash in here, and break in using any means possible. So we need to have a huge gift ready for him the moment he shows up.” Karen whispered with a wicked smirk, his finger
THE MAN CALLED GOD A GATHERING OF ROYALTIES
Alex watched the Winthrop mansion from his hideout up in the skies, chuckling at the tough security filled with experienced cultivators and assassins.“Mm-hmm, you're really prepared to welcome me this time. How can I bear to disappoint you? I must of course put on a show that will be remembered for ages in your honor, my beloved family.” He whispered with a light chuckle, attaching his special tech devices to various parts of his body.“Is everything in position?” He asked, adjusting his hearing aid that can trap sounds from meters away.“Motion in set.” A voice replied through the ear plug in his ear.“There are lots of protective shields around the house, and super detectors laid down by grandmaster level formation experts. Also there are special triggers, defense mechanisms, and aura detectors hidden in various parts of the manor. And most importantly, there are special sets of shadow assassins hiding in the mansion, which are not among the main patrol guards, and they bear the in
THE MAN CALLED GOD AN UNEXPECTED PITFALL
Karen's eyes turned cold as he faced the window, there was none of the playful smile on his face. There was only an endless thirst for blood, the desire to destroy. Yeah, that's right. At the moment, all he could think about was creating chaos, causing problems, drawing blood, and disgracing the long time nightmare that wouldn't let him rest peacefully.“If blood doesn't dye this mansion red today, what is my gain? The esteemed guests in attendance should definitely have an entertaining show to enjoy, so that the tale of the good time they enjoyed in the Winthrop's manor can be told with relish for years.” He said and laughed evilly, reaching into his pocket for his special prepaid phone.“Yes sir,”“It's time to draw the tiger out if its’ lair, start the process.” He instructed coldly, his eyes equivalent to two chips of ice with hues of blood, probably due to the bloodlust driving him crazy with need.He took a deep drag of his cigarette, taking a sip of whiskey at intervals.After
THE MAN CALLED GOD AN UNLUCKY LIFE
Eleanor rubbed her cheeks, fighting back tears, as her boss harassed her.“Why are you staring at me like that? I will slap you again. Just to deliver a buffet of roasted chicken to the ballroom, you wasted a whole five minutes. You're as useless as the father of your bastards. Idiot.” The woman spat, fuming as she chastised Eleanor for taking five minutes to reach the ballroom.Eleanor swallowed the lump in her throat, enduring the humiliation.It was clear that her boss merely enjoyed bullying her because it was assumed that she was weak, without a single support or person to defend her.There were others loitering around in the ballroom, doing nothing.Some others left for the ballroom to deliver the buffet trays to the waiters in the ballroom, since twenty minutes ago, yet they were not back. She didn't even raise an eyebrow when one of them sauntered in with a chicken thigh stolen from the tray, near the kitchen door. But Eleanor who had always tried to be an upright worker that
THE MAN CALLED GOD A DEADLY TRAP
Karen walked briskly towards them and grabbed Eleanor's jaw, giving her a loud slap while she was still lying on the pile of cake which made the mess.Everyone gasped in surprise, they have never seen him so furious.“Do they pay you to be so lazy and clumsy?” Stephanie, Karen's sister asked angrily, setting down her glass of red wine.“This painting you just destroyed is the ethereal ascendance painting worth a billion dollars, how are you going to repay me?” Karen roared furiously, kicking her belly.“Ah? Wasn't it worth four hundred million dollars? When did it appreciate to a billion dollars?” A guest whispered, talking to her companion in a low voice.“It was a trap. But who is she? Why are they paying her attention?” Another whispered.Eleanor's heart jumped out of her chest. Immediately she heard the price.“I wasn't the one that destroyed the painting! I was walking before them with the trolley bearing the cake, only for them to hit me from behind with the painting, knocking m
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