6th Titan Novels & Stories

As of the time Viktor and the man arrived, the medicine applied on my head had yet to circulate. So, it took a little while for my brain to become fully active again. Slowly, I returned my gaze from the man to Viktor. “No, I haven't met him before” “Are you sure about that?” He said. I nodded. “ I'm sure”. “Titan is my name,” he introduced. “Titan?” I asked. “ Have we met before?” “I'm Alpha Titan,” he said. An Alpha? I was right about him. He looks royal from his appearance.

Aria's blood ran cold and her eyes widened in slow horror. "What... What are you talking about, Titan?" He tilted his head with a cruel glint in his eyes, then gave her a mocking smile-one she had never seen on his face before. "It's Zayne," he said. "Zayne Bloodfang." Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes doubled in size. Her stomach dropped and the air left her lungs in one violent exhale. "Blood..." she whispered. "Bloodfang?"

But now with no eyes, we can’t see what he last saw when he died and he can’t talk without a tongue. The moment I came back to the pack, I rushed home, only for me to run into my father in the hallway and not the person I really wanted to see. Titan has been restless for the whole week. He kept clawing viciously at my mind and it was getting harder to control him. He was putting me on edge and I needed to see Gianna to calm him down. I don’t know what it is about her but she’s able to tame him. I nod at my father and walk around him but his voice stops me.

Thanus relaxed by leaning back in his seat and resting his arms on the sides, waiting for the fighter to remove his or her robe, even though he and Kaede already knew who it was. Even from afar, he could smell her. He could hear her weak heartbeat. He could feel her coldness. Thanus' jaw clenched. It was her. Titania Summer. "She's here," Neru murmured at his side. His tone was puzzled. He, too, was astonished to see his alpha's mate in the fight ring in the midst of Harrington City. Kaede snarled, and I yanked his leash while focusing his full attention on his underground fighter luna.

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.