Aot Titan Ocs Novels & Stories

Titan reminds him. “Odin is all of 8 weeks old. What playing is he doing exactly?” Adrian asks. “Adrian if you don’t want to be Beta here say so. If putting our pack in danger is okay with you, then you clearly can’t do this,” Titan tells him. Adrian’s jaw drops and he pales. “Why don’t you go see your mate before both of us say things we don’t mean.” Titan clinches his jaw. “No, let’s have this conversation.”

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

Jay and Adolf were on board and the latter waved to Megan and Dennis when the door opened enough and he came out to greet them. "Wait, we're going in that?" it suddenly dawned on Megan. "But isn't it a little conspicuous?" Well, more than a little actually, she added in her head but didn't mention it. "The Chariot is a fully functioning Olympus station," Dennis explained. "It houses every facility and resource present here in the building, which as you already may have guessed, won't fit into anything smaller." He chuckled at his own attempt at a comic relief. "But don't worry, it's stealthy."

Behind the wall of crushing black water, the true nightmare emerged. It defied human comprehension. The Titan was a moving mountain range of jagged, obsidian-like volcanic carapace and pulsing, bioluminescent purple flesh. Massive, mile-long tentacles whipped through the air, generating localized hurricanes with every movement. Its sheer mass displaced so much water that the Pacific Ocean seemed to drain away from the shoreline, leaving miles of seabed exposed before the tsunami crashed down. "Hold the line!" Jack’s voice roared over the global comms, his heavy Defender mech bracing its massive hydraulic legs deep into the Californian sand.

“You let Ghost mess this up, and I swear to God, Vesper, I’ll be waiting right here. With flowers. And chocolate. And maybe another bike for you to smash. Whatever wins you over.” Red chimes in before I can reply, arms full of bags. “You better be ready to fight dirty, Titan. Ghost isn’t the type to lose easy.” “I don’t mind getting my ass kicked,” Titan says with a grin, lifting our bags like a gentleman. “Not when the view’s this good.” I shake my head and follow him out, the air cool and biting after the warmth of the shop. Titan opens the car door with a bow so exaggerated it makes a few people turn to look.

The car skidded to a halt in front of the gates. "Get down," Titan ordered. "Aren't you coming?" Olivia asked. "I have to go meet Ryan," Titan said urgently. "What about my things?" "When I get back, the omegas will take them out and bring them upstairs." "Don't be long," Olivia said, but Titan did not respond. The second she was out of the car, he spoke to the chauffeur. "Step on it," The car zoomed off with the speed of light and Olivia watched till they were out of sight.

“Away from here. When I shift into Titan, don’t play, get on him and hold on for your dear life.” I nod and ask no more questions until he shifts. I have seen him do this so many times but it’s still so… enticing. I am tempted to hug and run my hands on Titan’s beautiful fur but Omario was clear on the urgency of the situation. Titan knows too because he does not try to lick my face as usual but lowers himself down for me to get on him. He sprints westwards at the fastest pace I have ever seen. I hold on around his neck and keep my eyes shut until he comes to a stop and shift back. That’s when I see Terrence sprinkling a lot of blood on the forest floor.