Blood Of Zeus Titans Novels & Stories

Failures. "Oh god," Serenity covered her mouth, trying not to vomit. "They aren't just watching us," Jackson walked up to a desk filled with charts. He read the file name: PROJECT CHIMERA. "They are trying to replicate us," Jackson’s face was grim. "Look at these notes. They tried to synthesize the Royal Blood. They tried to create their own 'Super Soldiers' without the side effects." "But they failed," Sebastian pointed at the horrific specimens in the jars. "Only the true blood of Aurelia can handle the energy. Everyone else turns into... monsters."

“I think we both know she can’t be left to continue unchecked.” He expected her to agree. He’d spent the better part of two years preparing for this moment—feeding just enough instability into the Council’s perception of Castle Thorne that they’d feel compelled to send someone. Nerisse was the perfect blade. She didn’t strike unless she already knew where to cut. But she surprised him. “She’s more than a liability,” Nerisse said slowly. “She’s proof.” “Proof of what?” “That the system still recognizes bloodlines. That the seal is awakening. That the castle, even now, can still be... tamed.”

Her phoenix‑fire eyes scanned the crowd with the sharp distrust of a lioness smelling carrion in her own meadow. I walked to the edge of the cracked dais, planting my boots firmly on the broken stone. "The threat from the Titans has ceased," I announced in my deepest voice, letting the Alpha Command make the iron fittings of the ceiling hum. "The Southern Pits do not march against Blood Moon. The giant of magma knelt before the cradle." A murmur of relief began to ripple through the terrestrial clan ranks, but I raised my bloodied hand to cut off any premature celebration.

She shrieked as his blood touched her skin. "You ungrateful brat!" She shrieked and bared her fangs at him, but Kraven was unfazed. "Mother, you better keep your mouth shut and remember that I spared you solely because I still honor you as my mother. Hurt me again and you will be joining my father soon." Kraven warned his mother and I knew he meant it. "Tyrion. Go and help the others. Kill everyone but Elowen. I want her alive." I gripped my daggers tighter just as Tyrion disappeared and aimed for Jake who was the strongest, so he could get to Elowen.

I wanted to scream, to fight back, but his strength was overwhelming, a force forged in hell. A sharp hiss cut through the air, a hand shot from his back, stabbing a syringe in Zeus' neck, his body jerked, his grip loosening instantly. His eyes rolled back, heavy-lidded, as he slumped against me. I gasped, sucking in air, my throat raw and throbbing. Behind him stood Knight and Haizer, his loyal right hand and wing in the Trojan Covenant, syringe still in hand. Their face was a mask of grim determination, but there was a flicker of relief in their eyes, a want to save their leader, to pull him from the abyss before it swallowed us all.

“Mythology says he’s a hero with a shimmering belt. But I prefer to think of him as a man who lost his pants at a cosmic party.” Elena blinked. Then laughed—startled out of her. “Orion has shoulders, a head, then feet. The middle section? Gone. History’s first cosmic flasher.” “You’ve just ruined Greek mythology for me.” “I’m not finished. The Big Dipper? The gods’ oversized cereal spoon. For eating star clusters at breakfast.” She laughed harder. Eyes wet with the unexpected joy of it. “That one—” he pointed again, “—looks exactly like Victor’s face when he found out I donated five million dollars without his permission. See the eyebrows?”

Clenching it tight to the point I felt the blood from my hands. The doctor says nothing. He nods to his goons who push past and come over to me. I pull the sharp shard out and point it to them. “I’m not as stupid as I was.” I giggle. “I will slice your throats and drink your blood!” I growl. “Killian they’re helping you!” my Mum shouts. I look over to her and smile. “Help? They were suppressing the real me not helping!” I shout. While I am distracted; the goons disarm me and throw me to the floor. I scream and scream to the point I cough blood. Again... needle in the neck.

I took a deep breath and turned towards the group. “We have reason to believe that one of the Horsemen has taken control of Elias,” I said out loud. There were varying reactions from the group. Katie squeezed my hand again as she gasped. Drake nodded with a sad look and Aaron looked angry. “War,” Colton said. “What?” I asked. “That’s the Horseman,” he said. “Elias’ bloodline is from War.” “And what is yours from?” Aaron shot at him and Colton grimaced. “Famine,” Caroline answered as she looked away from the window. “Our world is consumed with greed, because we are always hungry for more.” Drake nodded thoughtfully.

What was happening? “Are you sure?” Zeus pressed and a warning growl came from the king. Zeus stood to his feet. I frowned. Something was certainly wrong. “Lady..” “No” I shook my head in response to his earlier question. I would have known or felt it if I had been marked in any way. “Did you ingest the king’s blood or venom?” I shook my head again. “But…I drank from his glass” I said immediately. Zeus frowned. “It’s impossible to get his venom into you just by sharing a glass” he mumbled to himself.

He slid directly between the titan's massive legs, his curved steel daggers flashing as he drove both blades upward into the unarmored leather seals behind the titan's left knee. STAB! Dark, thick blood spurted from the joint. The titan grunted, a guttural sound of raw pain, and his left leg buckled slightly. But he didn't fall. With terrifying speed born of centuries on the battlefield, the First Prime brought his heavy, iron-clad left elbow down like a falling anvil. CRACK! The blow caught Zane full in the ribs.