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In the chaotic world of Ancient Greece, a modern soul is reborn into the body of a young warrior. Armed with knowledge of future empires, military tactics, and innovations, he has no mercy for his enemies as he sets his sights on dominating the Mediterranean. Ruthless and ambitious, he will use every advantage at his disposal to rise to the top. From the heights of Athens to the streets of Rome, alliances will be forged, rivals crushed, and a new empire built from the ashes of the old. In a chaotic time full of treachery and power struggles, only the strong survive.Dont read yet the novel is a complete mess it will be fixed by the day after tomorow give it a try by then.

Hybern is defeated, but peace is not yet near. An ancient prophecy foretells the fusion of two souls. Nova, daughter of Feyre and Rhysand of the Night Court is to be joined with Hollis, son of Kallias and Viviane of the Winter Court. Without this union, it has been said death will claim the Fae lands, and in its destruction, all the Courts will fall.

Aziz, a young orphan, had always known there was something different inside him. Despite the achievements and the luxury that surrounded him, he felt empty — as if something essential was missing.On a silent night, lost in thought, he fell asleep in search of answers.Little did he know that would be his last night in this world.——-Guys, this is my first time writing a novel. Support me with a gift if you can.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.