Amulet Titan Modern Novels & Stories

"You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?" I dragged my eyes from the sight and turned to him, then replied. "You did say the moon hasn't shined this brightly in a hundred years." He leaned towards me as though sharing a secret, then whispered in my ear. "Maybe the Moon Goddess is also celebrating with you. It's your Turning Feast, after all." I snorted. "Since when has the Moon Goddess ever cared about the affairs of one single person?" My father laughed. "You've always been a feisty one. Good thing you've Turned now. It's high time we found you a man who would be able to tame you. Perhaps Alpha Alexander over there?" He pointed.

Titan was none the wiser still that she couldn’t go outside in daylight, or if she did she was fully covered with an umbrella and rushed inside before the steam of her burning skin could show. “I’m sorry,” Titan apologised, kissing each of her hands. “I just couldn’t bear to be without you.” “Who the f*ck is this, Titan? Another one of your whores?!” Lamia’s eyes flicked to the radiant she-wolf approaching them with hardened expression. “What is she talking about?” Lamia asked, looking between them. Titan appeared nervous while the woman stepped up to Lamia, sneering. “A pretty Omega, Titan. She doesn’t even have a wolf. Guards-”

“Titan, we can't keep letting her win. She's done too much already” Titan agreed. “ I know. It's just a few days from now. Everything will come to an end soon,”he said. I sighed. The few days Titan was talking about would have sounded too long already. Even within those four days, Indira can still do something unimaginable. She's cruel and doesn't deserve a second chance at all. “We have to act fast, Titan. She might strike again” I said. “Nah,” Titan disagreed. “I have Indira's antidote. She's as powerless as a frail hedgehog now”

“W-what nonsense a-are yo-you saying, Seb!” “Oh, so now we have forgotten about imperial titles and laws,” Titan mocked, his eyes glowing gold. He was livid and no one could stop him now. “What are you all waiting for? A personal invitation?” He asked the imperial guards. “Feed it to her. NOW!” He ordered. ‘No!’ I desperately mouthed and grabbed the fuming lycan’s arm, shaking my head vigorously. “Are you all deaf? Feed her,” Titan thundered, my touch unaffecting the lycan’s rage.

I said weakly. Aiden immediately scoops me up, and Austin and Rebel come up and look at me with concern. “Thalia, is everything okay?” “Sinclair?” “I’m right here.” She says, running up with Isaiah, Kaia, and Rodrigo. “What is the keepsake?” “It’s a necklace with a pendant.” She said. Isaiah speaks up, though. “The pendant has a small Purple Altantonite.” Austin whips his head. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I couldn’t believe it either, Dad, but it’s true.”

"Oh, this is all a misunderstanding. I didn't even bring a gift for our first meeting. How rude of me!" She opened her clutch and took out a moonstone box. "Drake brought this amulet back from the Northreach Dominion two days ago. It was crafted by an old witch. It's one of a kind. It's a bit outdated for me, but I figured it matches your old-school vibe. "Don't hold back. I've got more amulets than I know what to do with. My storage room's full. When you come, pick whatever you want." I didn't spare it a glance.

He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks. Scars etched all over his body which told stories of countless battles he had won. But it wasn’t his size that froze me. It was the emptiness in his eyes. Cold. Unflinching. Merciless. I raised my hands, hoping my silver aura would slow him down, make him hesitate. It didn’t. Not a flicker. Not even acknowledgment that I existed. “He can’t feel it,” I whispered, dread creeping in. Raven’s laugh was low and cruel. “Correct. Titan is immune to your gift. Rare, but not unheard of among wolves who survive long in the wild. You’ll have to fight him the old way.”

The Seven-Star Crystal suddenly rose from my hands. Its five awakened stars pulsed in unison. A beam of light shot toward the Titan. Not as an attack... But as a scan. Aurel's eyes widened. "The crystal is analyzing it." Ancient runes appeared around the Titan. One section on its chest glowed bright silver. "There!" Aurel shouted. "That's its Core of Corruption!" "If we destroy that core..." "The Titan will fall." The problem was obvious. The glowing core lay beneath layers of nearly indestructible crystal armor.

The temple returned to its quiet state except for the sound of Dante's heavy breathing. I looked down into the open chest. The bright light was starting to change into a soft, controlled golden light. Three heavy necklaces rested on a bed of faded red velvet. The necklaces were made from solid gold, with each pendant displaying a radiant sun-shaped crystal that emitted pure, warm Royal magic. The Daywalker Amulets. I picked them up, then sprinted down the dais steps towards Dante. Dante stood against the stone pillar while he gripped his wounded shoulder. He looked exhausted, battered, and bruised, but when he saw me and Leo, a massive smile broke across his bloody face.

How I would like to dive into the picture, into the girl whose only problems were hunting and an empty stomach. _____________ Ayla Marin, born April 17, 2045 New Age to Revans and Laura Marin - he starts reciting from memory, laying out my life. - Unemployed, hunter and clandestine fighter. She goes to school occasionally, her grades are low, and she has a list of infractions that would land her in jail in most cities. In short, you are poor, rude, immoral, limited, simple-minded, bitter, stubborn: a plague on your sector and my kingdom. It takes me a while to absorb the shock of such frank words. But I don't object. He's absolutely right. The king rises. At this close range, I can see that