Blackfire Titans Go Novels & Stories

Soon, the three men stood together in silence, smoke curling into the night air as they anxiously waited for news. "Belle is a fighter," Park finally broke the silence after exhaling a stream of smoke. "She's not going to give up now that she has you and Neo." Ethan lowered his gaze and took another drag. "She is," he admitted quietly. "She's always been brave." His voice cracked. "But I'm still scared." He released a shaky breath. The nicotine did nothing to calm him. Fear and doubt continued to claw at his mind, threatening to consume him whole. "Belle is a mother now," Darvid said thoughtfully while flicking ash from his cigarette.

It was so large she had to break it into tiny pieces. "This is the land of Ashmeer. The domain of the Titans." "Titans?" "Yes. You haven't heard of us?" Snow White shook her head, trembling even more as Vanguard reached out with a massive hand to tuck the blanket around her. "Do Titans... eat humans?" "Some do. Some hunt humans for sport. But we don't eat people." "Then..." Snow White was confused. She never imagined she’d flee into such a terrifying realm. Yet, Vanguard seemed kind and gentle. She reached out and grasped his hand in gratitude.

Titus remained impassive as he strode into The Dark Life. "What happened? Where's Sif?" he asked the bartender. The bartender's legs were trembling as he stammered, "I-I don't know, Mr. Lionheart. All I remembered was her meeting with the South Sea Crow, and then I fell unconscious. She was gone when I woke up." Titus' eyes narrowed, clearly infuriated by the bartender's panicked recounting. His family owned The Dark Life, but there were no official ties as Titus himself set up this place. They would use it to assign missions to Blackrank individuals, and it was an exceedingly secure spot.

"You think Valerius wants an empire? She wants a graveyard! She’s giving these cores to the Void-Eater!" "The Queen promised us the West!" Garrick sneered. "The Stone-Fist Pack takes what it’s promised!" He signaled to his engineers. "Make the boring speed faster! Drain him dry!" The steam engines screamed loudly. The drills turned faster. They ground into the titans stone flesh. The Earth-Shaker groaned. This caused the cavern to shake. Boulders fell from the ceiling. Smashed into the scaffolding. Sister... The titan’s voice was faint now. He wasn't angry; he was fading. *The dark... It’s cold. Let me... Drop the mountain. Let me bury them all.

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

"They aren't even looking at this sector." "Those state officials are too busy chasing briefcases of cash," Ichiro sneered, flicking the butt into the black ocean. "We deal in blood." The hull bumped heavily against the rotting dock. Twelve men stepped onto the slick wood planks, carrying heavy black duffel bags. They moved in synchronized silence, melting straight into the fog. Shinjiro checked his tactical watch. "Four teams, three men a piece. They're moving out now." "Good."

"Boss." Titus, who had just been arrogant to Evelyn in the basement, looked so pale now. His eyes were full of prayer and Evelyn realized she was right. These little bastards are afraid of Damian. No women, no kids, that was Damian’s code. "Do you know the girl?" The dark-haired man asked him in a cold tone. Titus turned his attention from the polite man to the black-haired man when he heard the question. When he glanced at Evelyn, his eyes became fierce suddenly and then he pretended as if nothing had happened when he looked back at the dark-haired man.

“Well, why didn’t you lead with that?” We found an old crate to sit on, and for a while, neither of us said much. The whiskey burned going down, but it was the kind of burn that reminded oneself of being alive. “Word on the street is you have been busy,” she said finally, tilting the bottle in my direction. “Care to explain to me why people are whispering that the Titans are back?” I snorted. “People talk too damn much. Nolan and I just happened to run into Viper’s crew, that is all. Nothing serious.”

Mostly a formality. My thumb froze on the glass screen. The ambient noise of the locker room vanished. The music, the laughter, the clack of plastic studs, everything went dead silent in my head. An official graphic flashed on the news feed. The dark blue and gold colors of our biggest rivals filled the display. Below the emblem, the text stared back at me in bold letters: Ironclaw Titans – Active Lineup: Theo Maren.

Cupid answered him back. “Why you–––“ Atlas started but Cupid shut him up. “Bingo! Alright, Bacchus, Pegasus, you can go in now.” Cupid said on the intercom. “Now we just have to wait until they kill that Black Dragon.” He said to Atlas. “Do you think they can? I mean, that’s Black Dragon. He killed almost half of our members.” Atlas said sitting up. “I actually don’t know. But boss ordered us to do this.” Cupid answered.