Blackfire Titans Go Novels & Stories

We will find out the story of how Ink met Tina, and how he became the president of The Titan Kings MC. Thank you all for your love and support in this book. I hope you enjoy it, please comment to tell me what you think. RL Dickinson xx

She said, "That's my family's last name. It's unlikely you've ever heard of it. May I know where I am? Now, where is this place?" The king responded, "now you are in the realm of Black Mist. This is my kingdom, and I am the king of this realm of black mist. My name is Everett Black Draco, and this realm is also a Vampire kingdom." Hearing the words from him, Tazaana could say nothing, out of shock. Xavier said, "Your Majesty, what should we do with her?" Everett replied, "She was imprisoned." Tazaana interrupted, "What have I done? Why am I imprisoned?"

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

The fire erupted. It burst through her skin black and wild, devouring. Trees splintered like bones cracking under an unseen hand. Small creatures shrieked and vanished into ash. The familiar they had conjured together — that luminous, impossible creation — screamed as it was wrenched into the world unbidden. Its twin followed, both howling, their light torn ragged by the black tide. Sierra fell to her knees. The storm inside her chest became the storm outside. She screamed, but it wasn’t a human sound anymore.

The kind of tension born from months of relentless training. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, big man. Yeah, your muscles show you’re a fighter, but your demeanor doesn’t.” I stare at him, trying to understand where he’s coming from. “Get the hell out!” he roars to the prisoners expecting a second drama. The prisoners scatter, leaving just the two of us… and a few of his men. “I said leave!” he barks again, and the remaining ones disappear from the bathroom. “This prison is home to murderers, rapists, and violent offenders of every kind. Blackridge is a fire meant to purge them of their iniquities… or burn them in it.”

In the center of the circle burned a brazier filled with black flame. “Cultists,” Zevran muttered. Kaelira nodded slowly. “The Order of the Eclipse. I thought they were gone.” “Apparently they didn’t get the message.” Before they could move, one of the figures turned toward them. Beneath the hood, the eyes glowed red—Moonlight twisted wrong. “Children of the Black Moon,” the voice hissed. “You sealed what was ours.” Zevran drew his blade. “Not sealed enough, apparently.”

Damon calmed down when he could breath normally but his face was still on fire. Natalie frowned while sniffing him cigarette. She opened the half burnt cigarette and gasped. "Oh my god, Damon! This is black pepper... Why does your cigarette have black pepper powder in it..." Damon's eyes snapped towards Mira when he realised that she has done this. Mira smirked while rubbing his back gently. "Don't be surprised, husband..." She whispered mockingly. "You saw this coming!... You started something and fortunately didn't finish, I started something and didn't finish. Now we are equal!"

He was not alone. It was a tall man with broader chest and silver bracers on his wrists. He had this devilish grin on his face and I could see the silver that he implanted into his gum as a tooth. I recognized the man immediately. He was Alpha Grayson, alpha of the Black Lotus pack and the king of the silvers. I understood that Titan had gone to him for help concerning the war but I didn't understand his coming to the pack compound. What was he doing with Titan? It was until u saw the chariots that were coming from deep inside the woods that I knew what was happening. The only reason for an alpha to fine that impromptu could only mean one thing. They were planning instant war.

'' Tylor boomed and banged his fists on the wall angrily. My eyes shot up to him. I gasped. His green orbs had disappeared. They were now filled with desolate darkness. His eyes were pitch black, animal-like, deadly. There was no sign of Tylor in those eyes. He was totally gone. '' You disobeyed me! I told you, I told you Sky. I told you not to come out of your fucking room!!'' Tylor fumed. His neck was crawling with darkened veins. It snaked around his arms, his torso and up his face.

Our forces assembled—three hundred against a thousand, students against soldiers, hope against horror. "Aria." Professor Blackwood approached. Not the twisted version we'd fought, but his sister, the ethics teacher who'd tried to protect students from the worst experiments. "There's something you need to know. The titans—they're not just powered by Moonsinger blood. They're made from Moonsinger bones." "What?" "The Shadow Council has been grave robbing for decades. They ground the bones into the armor, creating a matrix that can channel massive amounts of power. But it requires a living Moonsinger to activate fully."