A fighter jet?!Down in the bowels of the ship, the thug known as Viper was struck with terror. His eyes locked onto Amber with a chilling gleam in his gaze.He had not expected Miss Chesire to be so formidable. To think they sent a fighter jet to rescue her!"Think you can whisk away our prize? In
The sea stretched out endlessly, and Alexander was an unstoppable force of nature.With each step, his feet unleashed a fury that sent waves rippling out in fierce circles. He leaned into his sprint, his body angled forward at a sharp tilt, slicing through the air as he bore down on the fishing boat
Anyone else might have been helpless against Viper's threat. Not even the most skilled commandos could have saved Amber without a scratch from those thugs.However, Alexander was no ordinary guy.He was the commander of the Alex Legion, the undefeated and most powerful Lord of War—Lord of War Temple
Dawn broke over Ol' Mare, casting a soft glow on the quiet Belmont Hills neighborhood where the Chesire family lived."Amber, Alex, are you serious?!" In the Chesire's living room, Susanne, who had just dropped little Olivia off at preschool, listened in horror to Amber's harrowing tale of her abduc
That afternoon, at four o'clock, some 200 kilometers from the hustle of Ol' Mare, lay Amber's old stomping grounds—the Chesire family farm.It was a slice of rural life, tucked away in the boonies with craggy mountains for neighbors and a village that time forgot. The Chesires were the local success
In under three minutes, the factory echoed with the sound of boots on concrete. Seven or eight towering guards converged, each brandishing a rubber baton, their eyes locked on Alexander.Trailing them, a man in a suit rode up on an electric scooter, peering through the mangled gate at Alexander with
If this had been the same Alexander from earlier, Manager Jencks would not have given him a second thought. However, then, Alexander's words held a weight he could not ignore."Mister Jackman!"Manager Jencks fumbled for his cell phone, his voice quivering. "Trouble at the plant! Our waste disposal
"You're not going to die."Alexander looked down at Mister Jackman, who was sprawled on the ground, his cries of pain filling the air. He held back from further attacks.He ignored the four bodyguards and Asher nearby, his voice steady. "I've made it clear. Either make a sincere offer of compensatio