Blackfire Titans Go Novels & Stories

He let out a guttural, metallic roar that shook the dust from the high black prism towers and lunged through the smoke directly at Vane’s throat. "Lyra! The control lines!" Natalia shouted, her voice cutting through the rising cacophony of the awakening titans. Across the cavernous vault, the thousands of black crystalline containment pods were actively grinding open. The three-eyed obsidian vanguards inside were shifting, their massive armored limbs twitching as the green nutrient fluid drained into the lower sluices.

It had waited since the world was young. Now it knew the flames were burning again. Its time had come. Back in Crimson Ridge, Elizabeth met with her war councilIsolde, Jaxon, Kieran, the Flame Order’s eldest, and the emissaries of three other High Packs. “The Titans,” Isolde began, gesturing to an ancient map, “are not gods. They are forces. Older than shape or time. Born in the void before creation. The Moon Goddess didn’t destroy them she bound them beneath the elements.”

They are wearing more makeup and their dresses got magically shorter. “Good evening.” I answer. “Do you need help?” They fake a shy smile and run their fingers through their long hair. One of them places her hand on the Black Tiger’s shoulder, “What’s your name?” she asks with a melodious tone. I can't stop staring at her hand and I suddenly got scared for her. You never know what might happen. The Black Tiger doesn't seem to care. He peacefully takes his glass and sips his martini. The other girl moves next to him and tightens her arms around her sides to bring out her chest. Pitiful.

Titus Blackwood. Alpha Titus Blackwood of the Venom Fang Pack is mated to my sister, Destinee Shaw. Well, I say sister. Her wolf is the wolf of my twin sister, Selene, the Moon Goddess. So that makes Destinee my sister fucked up, I know. But it makes sense to us.

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!”

"Find her. Use whatever resources you need. Bring me my daughter—alive and unharmed." The figure bowed slightly. "And the phoenix?" Titus's smile was terrible to behold. "Leave him to me. I've been studying the old ways, the forbidden magics. There are methods to bind even immortal creatures." As the figure retreated into the shadows, Titus turned his face to the sky once more. Stars glittered coldly above, indifferent to his plans. "Soon," he whispered to the night. "Soon the world will remember the name Blackwood, not as an Alpha, but as the most powerful being to walk Aetheria since the Great Wars. As a god. Their god."

"He hit his back! Let me go!" But the fight had already spread across the ice. The moment Miller saw Lucian drop, he did not wait. He launched his body straight at Fenrir, throwing a heavy punch that hit the guy's plastic visor. The whole IroncLaw Titans team rushed in, their black jerseys swarming our players like a pack of wild dogs. THUD. CRACK. SLAM.

He kicked his chair so hard that it flipped upside down and ended up with a broken leg. Titus took a step back in dread seeing the raw wildness in Viso's eyes. He wanted to torture someone to ease this bulging lava in him. Inhaling sharply He nodded at Titus. "Where are the men Evan caught from the attack?" Titus understood the meaning behind his words. The calmness in his voice was nothing but a facade to hide the madness inside him. Because The Bonker's in him came to life and now He wants nothing but destruction. ******

The little boy I used to play with has now really grown up, and he’s more mature than a lot of the other men I’ve encountered. “Skye… for fuck’s sake…” River sighed as he shook his head. “Please don’t make this any harder than it already is. I know you’re strong. I see you fight, I see you train, but this… this is different, okay? I can’t. I just can’t let you, I’m sorry.” “River’s right.” We all turned to where the sound came from and it was Titus, entering the room. He had a black bag swung on his left shoulder in which he dropped on one of the couches before looking up to face Skye.

"But you still stink of sentiment and weakness." Dante didnt back down. He moved right in front of me, his huge black-armored frame shielding me completely, no half-measures. The golden fire of his Alpha aura flared brighter, pushing back against the suffocating, dark red magic rolling off the Emperor. The two Titans, they locked gazes across the burning glass-covered beach. "I am the King of this continent," Dante snarled, the golden fire rolling off his shoulders. "And you are standing on my beach."