Black Titans Novels & Stories

I noticed a large black Alpha wolf but didn’t recognize him. ‘Alpha Maxwell’s wolf,’ Titan supplied. ‘The one beside him is Eli’s wolf.’ They weren’t required to come out and help, but I was thankful that they were here. Hopefully, we could end up minimizing both damage and casualties. We had highly trained warriors, but there had to be at least a hundred just from what I’d witnessed thus far. Anything was possible if that number was a lowball. Titan ripped another throat out. Another wolf jumped on his back before he could move away. Its claws sunk into Titan’s body as its teeth sank into his shoulder, ripping a chunk of flesh from him. Fuck! That was painful.

New rap music banged and filled the air before a bright spotlight was turned on. When Titania Summer emerged from the right corner, everyone exclaimed and snapped their necks. She jogged to the stage and entered the cage while wearing a magnificent white fighting robe with hoods covering her face. A smirk tugged at her mouth as she removed the hoods, revealing her long black hair in small braids. She appeared tough and hardboiled, with earrings on her brows, nose, and lower lip. Whistles and cusses blended with the loud music, and Titania felt even hotter than her surname. She was known as one of the underground fighters who had never been defeated. There has never been a loss. She would not

Titus scoffed and warned him, “Stop trying to get people to spy on me. If you don’t stop, I’m going to leave Black Corporation, and I’ll use my own ways to destroy the business empire you’ve built over decades of hard work!” “You’re going to destroy it?” Richard’s hands trembled around his cane. He knew that Titus had long since surpassed his expectations, and he was indeed strong enough to destroy Black Corporation, but he would not let Titus do so. “Don’t forget that you’re still part of the Black family! You’re my son! The Black family’s blood flows in your veins! Even if you destroy Black Corporation, that won’t change!”

Their Alpha, a massive beast named Titan, stepped forward on hydraulic hind legs that hissed with every movement. "You carry the scent of the organic," Titan rasped: his voice a distorted, metallic growl that lacked any melodic resonance. "But the organic is weak. The 'Clockwork Necrosis' takes the flesh, but the iron endures." Even as he spoke, Titan’s metallic chest plate buckled, and a thick, black fluid—a mixture of oil and infected blood—leaked from a seam in his shoulder. He collapsed: his hydraulic limbs locking up as the mechanical components began to reject the remaining, dying marrow in a systemic meltdown.

the king demanded, his voice trembling. The guard stumbled forward, falling to his knees before the throne. He looked up, his eyes wide with terror. "It was not what we bargained for, sir. She...she..." "She what?" Seraphina yelled, impatiently. Her hand twitched towards the hilt of her sword, itching to draw it. The guard swallowed hard, his throat dry. "She's not human. She's a wolf, sir. A werewolf, your highness, and she...she killed everyone of us. I only managed to escape..."

Xareth’s voice cracked through the room like lightning splitting a tree. In one swift motion, he seized her by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground. Her legs flailed mid-air, her fingers clawing desperately at his hand. “I warned you,” he growled, low and lethal. “If you dare meddle in my affairs again, or defy my rule, I’ll send you back to the Black Abyss.” The Black Abyss? Even through the pain clouding my thoughts, that phrase echoed in my mind. People say cruel things when they're angry, but that didn’t sound like a metaphor. That sounded like a place.

Why do I still refer to this heartless woman as 'Mum'? Tara came back with the girls and made them stand in line. The youngest was maybe around thirteen or fourteen years old and oldest around seventeen or eighteen. The girls looked terrified. I was so angry at this sight! I knew about the drugs but never heard about them auctioning girls! I tried to remain calm, but it was not easy, and I am sure that Gabriel noticed as he slightly tightened his grip on me with the arm which was around me as I sat on his lap. With a motion of his fingers, he called Alex to him and whispered something into his ear. Alex went over to the girls as if inspecting each one and went back over and whispered into Ga

she said and got down from bed but as she made to rush out of the room, Baron held her back and started dragging her towards the window. “But Kathryn is in danger. We have to go help her.” “You should get out of this place and save yourself,” Baron said and added, “before it is too late.” Bathilda could see how lost he was and she shook her head. “I can never leave my people to die. I am a Blackburn,” she said and got out of his grip. She grabbed Kathryn’s sword from the table and made her way to where the noise was coming from, but she stopped immediately as she was about to take another step and her eyes wandered about the room. There, she could see her people getting slaughtered and their

Huck looks at Titan, with whom he has worked on a few cases. “I know that wolf, he has been outside my house,” Huck answers. “Why?” “You were getting close to learning the secret. I had to make sure you weren’t a supernatural who would hurt my pack. I cleared you” Titan smiles. “But now I see you are threat. That doesn’t make me or Mars happy.” “And what is your plan on that?” Sawyer asks. “Depends on yours,” Titan answers. “Agree to only go after violent rogues who hurt humans and you can leave here in peace and friendship. Continue this quest to kill all werewolves including my pack and my children, neither of you leave here.”

The same strength sucking world she’d insisted on walking one last time before the boys got back. I looked down at her, eyes closed, teeth clenched, struggling to hang on. I balanced her silver ring, a gift from our Mother, on my knee and pulled my grey sleeve over my finger tips, dabbing at the beading sweat on her forehead. Something was happening in the Blacklands and for the first time in memory, Shades were crossing the Southern boundry in droves, bringing with them their violet sky and starless nights. They didn’t eat, they didn’t sleep, they didn’t stop. They just kept coming, pushing us back and taking our land, leaving a sea of dead bodies in their wake.