Bob The Titan Novels & Stories

Bob knew Tony was a strong swimmer, but too much time had passed. “Where is the bastard? Ok… I won’t go in.” Instead, he leaned further over the edge, eyes scanning the shifting water. A shimmer caught his eye — like sunlight refracting. Toni watched him silently, hope flickering in her chest. “Babe,” she whispered, “be careful.” Bob dipped his hand into the water and playfully splashed it at the girls. Xian squealed. Toni frowned. “See?” he grinned. “Only water.” But he wasn’t watching the water.

I stretched out my hand, taking a bite from the snack and a sip of the water. “See? Nothing happened to me,” I said after swallowing. “Two more minutes to be sure,” Bob said. “Hey, kids. We don’t have all day for this,” Zach and King chipped in. Bob squinted his eyes, his mouth pouting as he stared at them. “You are too handsome to be wicked superheroes,” Bob commented. “What?” they both exclaimed. Bob moved to Nyx, took a piece of the snack, handed some over to the remaining boys before picking the last one for himself.

Bob's eyes cleared immediately at the familiar voice that struck his hearing, that voice he would never forget, that voice he had not heard for like a decade. He darted his eyes to the figure standing before him and his eyes widened as recognition hit him. "Bro D.." He called at first to be sure he wasn't seeing things and Declan gave a straight nod. Bobo transferred his gaze to the figure beside him and he gasped jumping out of the door. "Filllionnnnn" He screamed jumping on Fillion body forcing him to drop the items he held and Declan rolled his eyes proceeding inside.

BOB The food at this hospital was a joke. “I said I was hungry, Ícaro... not keen on getting poisoned by this slop,” I grumbled, pushing the tray aside. If it were me, I would've smuggled a sandwich for him. You're on my enemy list, Ícaro. “It tastes like wet cardboard.” Ícaro, as usual, didn't move a muscle except to raise an eyebrow. “It's better than nothing, Bob. You were shot five days ago. What did you want? A feijoada?”

He muttered under his breath, his jaw clenching in his mouth, and I narrowed my eyes at him before scoffing. "You were away, remember? I would have told you everything if you weren't away." "I know… I just still can't believe that Madonna had been the one Bobby had been talking about.“ "Who is Bobby?“ I asked. He sighed, running his hands through his hair. "Bobby is my source that told everything about your background. He is a man who is responsible for all the affairs going on in the werewolf world. He has people everywhere that give him information on how every pack operates. Then he goes reporting it to the king. So basically, he is the king's watchful eye.“

Well, almost forgotten. She did know he planned on visiting. But she wasn’t expecting him to show up in the foyer of her hotel while she was with Justin. And she had no idea what Justin must be thinking. Not happy was the first thought when she met his gaze and saw his expression. “It’s nice to meet you,” Bobby said with a broad grin. “You’re the IT guy, right? From Johnson Company?” he asked, making the profession sound as dull as ditchwater. “Not anymore,” Justin corrected.

Bay defused before it became an argument. "I want him out of my way. He is obstructing me and the princess. I know she loves me, she is only cajoled by that Tideian's grandeur. I want him dead, Roan, why is it taking so long to accomplish this aim? He's on his way to two thousand years old and we still haven't been able to kill him, why?" Titan was nearly in tears. It seems all his plan has failed or would fail even before they're put in motion. At the end of the day, that tricky Tideian would escape alive.

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

Bob said to his soldiers. Though Taylor was his superior, Bob had to take responsibility for his subordinates. Otherwise, he'd be nothing more than a figurehead. The disk returned to its original state once again. Henry was too shaken and dared not attempt further. "I wasn't prepared today. I'll return when I've thought of a foolproof way," he explained, trying to save some dignity. But Bob wasn't buying it. "Not prepared? Why didn't you say so earlier? I think you're just a fraud!" Bob said bluntly.

“Every time Titan flinches in her sleep, you’re going to feel it. Every time my mother cries, you’re going to bleed.” He stood up and kicked the crate away. “Enjoy the silence. It’s the only peace you’re going to get.” He walked out, the heavy metal door slamming shut and echoing through the empty halls. – Anthony arrived at the hospital an hour later, he needed to see Titan for himself. As he walked toward the elevator, he saw Robert walking out of the stairwell. Robert looked disheveled, his hair messy and his eyes bloodshot. “Robert,” Anthony called out. Robert stopped, a brief look of panic crossing his face before it smoothed into a tired smile. “Anthony. Still playing the hero for that