Aot Ugly Titan Novels & Stories

Arriving at the last place I'd met with Titan, my eyes found him standing closer to a tree. His hands hugged each other behind him. Is he going to take me under a tree? Whatever. What do I expect from a Caveman in the first instance? Taking a little step further, my feet halt right in front of him. Even though the night is darker and the full moon is the only thing that gives brightness, Titan’s green eyes shine across the darkness. They are beautiful. Unique. Never seen anything like it. Or should I say, ‘The only eyes almost similar to his are that of the Alpha of the Rogue,’ but you can still tell the difference.

“I need to make sure it aligns with mine before I bring you in.” “I want to cripple them before Azimat wakes up fully and starts talking. How many men do we have?” “Twenty loyal,” Titan said. “We don’t need all of them on one mission,” he continued. “My men are capable to get the job done.” I know what he meant by that but I don’t care. I’m still trying to figure out how Azimat made it out of there alive. I should have confirmed him dead before leaving. Maybe checked his pulse or something but time wasn’t on our side.

Wasn't he supposed to be an untouchable wealthy young master? Along with Benjamin, another man stepped out of the passenger seat. And he was an existence on a completely different level. He wore a custom-tailored emerald green suit that screamed wealth, yet his aura was terrifyingly cold. He didn't look like a businessman; he looked like a tiger dressed in human clothes. This was Ollie. In the underground world of the city, the name “Ollie’ was enough to make grown men wet their pants in terror. He was a ruthless character, a man who had climbed a mountain of corpses to get where he was.

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!

"Ugh, why is life treating me so unfairly. Why is it so wrong to exist?" Arc stilled and watched the tantrum Chelsea poured his whole heart into performing. It was just poop for goodness sake, what a thorough washing and cleaning would easily fix. Arc shook his head. "Why don't you head home then and take care of it? There are no fancy bath tubs and sweet smelling soaps here. Or lavender oils." Or another change of expensive clothes. Just more pigs and pig shit smelling workers. And a dysfunctional wash room. "You're despicable!" He shouted, clear murder in his eyes and finally stood without tripping again. Then he more like stomped off, with shit glued to him everywhere, and a bit of it bes

I was just focused on the book I was reading, pretending not to hear them. “Hey ugly,” one of them called out. “Hope you are not planning to show up tonight.” I pushed back my glasses that were falling off my nose and continued reading. One of them walked to my desk, grabbed my book and dropped it to the floor. “You don't ignore beauty like us.” She said, titling her head smugly. She continued “have you gotten a prom date? Oops, I forgot. Nobody will want an ugly duckling like you to be their date.”

I get hard just thinking about it. ‘Stop thinking with your stupid dick! You always do that,’ Titan complains. I put on a pair of sneakers, a watch around my wrist and take a look in the mirror. Not bad. ‘I don’t think with my dick. I brought Rain sandwiches last night, didn’t I?’ Titan snorts. ‘Because I pointed out how skinny she looks! Don’t forget you still have to apologize to her for talking crap about her drawings. Her drawings are amazing, and you know it. And grovel for the way you have treated her in the past.’

Aunt Anna explained. "Why is it impossible?" I ask "Well, because the palace is guarded by a very strong ancient magic. Outsiders can't come in unless they are permitted. " With that, she turns away from us, towards the wall, and just snaps her fingers three times. Suddenly there was light. Right in the wall was a bright opening... a hole of some sort, similar to the one Doctor Strange opens in Avengers. "Oh my God." Rachel gasped excitedly..."This is awesome. So what you guys just have to step into that and boom... you are home? " She asked, and my aunt nodded.

Nate scowled, figuring out why he had come. "Open the door for him." Max entered the living room a bit later. He approached Nate. "Mr. Gilbert," Nate's demeanor was evident as he hardly gave him a glance. Max, modest and courteous, stood off to the side and asked, "What do you want?" "My mother was impetuous. Mr. Gilbert, I'm here to apologize on her behalf. Even though Tatiana didn't believe she had done anything wrong, she had contacted Max earlier to discuss the entire situation. She went so far as to criticize Nate for overreacting and behaving as though Evelynn were more than simply a friend.