Ancient Warhammer Titan Novels & Stories

Adele smiled, “I tell the weapons where to go and where to hit them. We didn’t think this war was going to last this long or that we would have this many to fight. Remus’ coven isn’t more than a couple hundred. Apparently, he has made alliances with other covens, because we have killed triple the size of his coven already.” We walked into the house and Luna Abby, Adele’s grandmother, greeted us, “Well, hello!” I smiled, “Hi Luna Abby. I would like you to meet my parents, King Quincy and Queen Lori of the Southern Werecat Kingdom. Mom, dad, this is Luna Abby, former Luna of Spring River Werewolf Pack and the original creator of the multispecies alliance.” Luna Abby waved me off, “Please, no n

“Ayesha! The signal is live—I’m losing control of the firewalls!” Adrian grabbed Kade’s arm, twisting him into a chokehold. “Shut it down. Now.” Kade only laughed, his voice ragged. “It’s too late. Titan is awake.” Ayesha’s blood ran cold. The war they thought they had won? Had just begun again. The Fight for Titan Adrian tightened his grip, but Kade fought back, slamming an elbow into his ribs. Gunfire erupted as Kade’s men stormed the room, bullets ricocheting off the stone walls.

He's a necromancer, way more superior than any wolf in this world. "It's fine, Sushi. I know you are not used to the climate. We are staying here as well longer than we are expecting because of the unforeseen circumstances." I answered him. "We are having a hard time finding the clue, but fortunately we can find it now. But somehow, do you know about Charybdis?" I asked him. His golden eyes shimmered and a glint of recognition flashed his eyes. I felt happy because Sushi seemed to know this. Charybdis is one of the ancient titans and is undefeated. Its monstrous scale is dominating and it destroys aught yond past its t'rrit'ry.

Unexpectedly she was in Vampire's World during the early years of her formation 6000 years apart from her time. During this period there existed those who were even more noble than the pure-ancestral line. According to history, there are 8 ancestors, headed by the first - Lord Zos. This girl is called the third, then it can only be Titania. Brawen doesn't know her well, but posterity praises her more than cult followers praise their supreme being. Specifically, Titania, although not as strong as the first and second, but she is extremely beautiful and noble in the world. In terms of strength, in the whole world, only Lord Zos and Hidden Emperor* Vincent can defeat her.

Unbeknownst to ancient history, as far as Prince Ryander, with the help of his sister, Starfire, tricked the Titans into thinking that the true invaders were the Gordanians, figuring that they would not understand or agree on the means to battle. Unaware that there was an inner plot of conspiracy among the races that used the Thamaran 's hatred against him, there were ancient priests who turned against the race of the yellow people. Some time ago, what happened, between the wars, in an earlier period, however, the Titans discovered that the invaders were actually the Tamaraneans. Thus, Tempest proposed an agreement between the Tamaraneans and the Gordanians, which would allow the former to s

Tony Kaymaer roared, a sound that made me cover my ears in pain as it reverberated through the empty battle planet. His form contorted as he grew larger. He was now bony, his skin stretched across his lanky frame. His skin was obsidian black, absorbing all light that came into contact with it. The three shards fused, into one bigger one and went through his chest. The amount of energy he was releasing was so large, that it felt oppressive. I felt dizzy already and looked beside me to see Míriel unconscious. Zeus sat back, regrowing his arm and watching the battle that was about to unfold.

It was more responsibility than he wanted. Then the attacks started happening. The smaller packs didn't exist anymore. The remainders sought refuge in the large packs. When they attacked Linc’s pack and killed him, that's when Agnar decided enough was enough. He was down with the way the wolf world was. Linc was his best friend and if they had been in the same pack he would have asked Linc to be his beta. The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne.

Shadows leaned over lamp posts like watchers. Tunde walked in silence. The air felt different here — still, but aware. He passed a dented vendor stall. An old man watched him go, then turned away. A scavenger child whispered something and ducked behind a cart. That was when they stepped out. Two Citadel enforcers. Matte-black armor. Silent. Smooth. They didn’t hum. They didn’t threaten. They simply… arrived. Tunde stopped. One raised a scanner. ID Confirmed. RU-Q3A-1120. Theta Protocol: Passive Retrieval.

Kaede was howling in his brain as he sat immobile in his seat, full of remorse. He opened his eyes briefly and was about to return his focus to her when their gazes connected. She caught sight of him. She noticed him among the great mass of people in the room. Thanus' expression hardened as he shot her a challenging look. "Fight, and show me what you've got!" he mouthed to her. Titania's apathetic mask melted as she deciphered his words. Fire erupted through her apertures, signifying that she was finally in the mood to kick her opponent's ass.

Old, ancient, and forgotten were the symbols that blazed across the surface. Something moved inside it. "Is that...?" I stumbled over my words. I had a constricted chest. The Harbinger walked next to me, his voice tremulous and low. "That is the First Titan's prison." I looked at him. "Titan? Like a deity? Slowly, he nodded. Indeed. Not a god of light or gloom, though. "So what?" "Balance," he mumbled. "Before darkness and light." Before everything else. Like thunder, the chains clattered. Heat and ice shimmered in the air simultaneously.