Ark Ice Titan Novels & Stories

Gosh, our mate is hot, my wolf Axel growled in my head as soon as Maya stepped onto the ice in her new uniform. I couldn’t even argue. She looked strong and quick, her dark hair tucked under her helmet, eyes sharp and focused. Don’t just stare, Axel pushed. Go claim her. “Not now,” I muttered under my breath. Coward, he snapped, then went silent, shutting me out. I exhaled, jaw tight. He wasn’t wrong. Our mate was right there, gliding across the ice like she owned it, and I was still tangled up with Lia. I’d promised her… and I didn’t even know why I’d let it get this far.

Maybe he returned, or… I didn't have any ideas as to why he hadn't been available for the meeting, so instead, I stopped a maid, who was carrying a tray, with freshly baked cranberry scones. “Have you perhaps seen Alpha Titan?” I asked, and it took her giving me a dumb look, before I realized she probably didn't know him. “No, Alpha Will. I'm afraid I do not know Alpha Titan.” She replied, apologetically. “Uh… he's not a familiar face. He's got dark hair, silver eyes, an oval face. He's tall…” I listed out, and her face twisted slowly into recognition. “And dressed in white? He… he has really good looks?” She asked, and I nodded. That was definitely Titan. No one could deny Titan's good look

There's a thing that happens when you step onto freshly resurfaced ice for the first time of the season. It's not the cold, though the cold hits you like a wall the second you push through that rubber curtain, sharp enough to make your eyes water and your lungs do a little surprised hiccup. It's not the smell, either, that specific mix of freezer burn and old rubber and something metallic that probably has a technical name I've never bothered to learn. It's the sound, more like the absence of it.

2 ] ¤ Heart Chakra - [ 0 ] ¤ Throat Chakra - [ 0 ] ¤ Third Eye Chakra - [ 0 ] ¤ Crown Chakra - [ 0 ] ¤ Element Affinity - Earth [ 100 ] , Fire[ 91 ] , Water[ 50 ] ==Sentient Weapon== [Atlas] ==Soul Armas== (Weapon): [Flame Trident], [Grieving Ebony Hunting Bow], [Cursed Arrow], [Weeping Edge] (Armor): [Titania's Corslet ] [Slither-Hide] [Mist Core] (Mount) : [Cursed Stallion] (Extension) : [Titania's Memoir of Treachery] [Aves Wings] ==Soul Radix== [Grade-1 - Radix] - Clone Drift- An ability to make 2 clones and swap positions with them an unlimited number of times. After each clone's death, the user needs to wait for 2 days before he can create them again. Each clone would have a tota

“Even if it takes years. Even if I have to crawl through hell to do it.” Zayne stared at her—dark eyes unreadable, jaw tight—and then released his grip on her waist. “Then remember this moment,” he said. “Because it’s the closest you’ve ever come.” He shoved her off him. Aria hit the other side of the massive bed with a grunt and curled herself up, glaring in hate. “Bastard…Bastard…” She kept cursing and clenching her fist. Titan pulled down the white fabric off his feet, standing tall as his shaft sprung up, twitching with thick veins pulsing along it's length.

Titan lifted the Ax until his arms were straight in the air. One three, okay, get ready to leap inside, said Hayden. Titan began to count. One, Two, THREE! Yelled Titan, striking the ice with the Crimson Axe with all his might and the might of every warrior it had fallen. The ten thousand fold strike of the axe shattered the ice surface. The noise from the strike boomed in Cory’s ears along with the roars and snarls of the nearby den of beasts. The sleeping Stormbringers they had encountered were all awake now.

She ran to the communications center where Victor, Morrison, and Catherine had already assembled via video link. Navarro appeared on screen, looking older than Maya had ever seen her. Exhausted. Frightened. "I'm going to be direct. The climate stabilization we've been celebrating—the moderating temperatures, the predictable patterns—it's temporary. Our models were based on natural climate collapse. We were wrong. This isn't natural." Victor leaned forward. "Explain." "The freeze was triggered by an artificial mechanism. We've found evidence in atmospheric data—isotope signatures that don't occur naturally. Someone created technology capable of inducing rapid global temperature change. And th

I replied after a brief pause, trying to wrap my head around what he had just proposed and it’s implications, not just for him but for me also. "Why do you think so?" Karl asked impatiently and with aggression but he needed to hear what I know. "Well, whoever trained Titan trained him very well; this Titan is very different from the sweet kid I use to know. Blake remolded Titan in his image and likeness, and made an Alpha out of him. The way he talks, the way reasons, he is always alert and is most ruthless of all Alphas in this part of the world, He and Blake has the highest kill rate in the states, only a certain Lorenzo comes close. Legend says he’s got ice running through his vain" I exp

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 sun was already dipping low, painting the ice with streaks of orange. Then I saw River. He stood by the fence, shirtless. In the snow. Steam rose off his skin. I stepped closer, confused. “River?” He didn’t turn. Suddenly, his body shifted—spine stretching, arms twisting. His back hunched. Bones cracked. Fur sprouted along his arms. His face lengthened, mouth opening in a soundless growl. His eyes—those same silver eyes shone through the half-transformed shape. I couldn’t breathe. My feet locked in place.