Bob The Titan Novels & Stories

“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

As she crossed the marble-floored corridor leading to the service wing, a voice broke through the hum of distant conversations. "Hey. New here, right?" She glanced up to see a man leaning casually against a supply cart, eyes curious beneath the brim of his cap. "Yeah," she replied, quickening her pace but offering a faint smile. “How long have you been here?" "Four years," he said, falling into step beside her. "I’m Bob—one of Blackwood’s truck drivers. Been around since before Adrian took over. His dad... tough man. Feared by pretty much everyone, unstoppable in business.” Bob kicked a loose pebble across the polished floor, his smile tilting at one corner. “Adrian’s determined to keep that

As she reached his crotch she lifted up some, breaking contact, before whispering, "Seventeen." Closing her eyes, she dropped his chest slowly as Bobby squirmed at the looming prospect of having his mom's big tits massaging his cock. "Oh God, that feels so good," he whispered as his mom's warm tits enveloped his hardness. In a leisurely manner, Samantha grinded her tits up and down, and all around his crotch, loving the way it was making him quietly moan. Whispering, she announced, "Eighteen." Although she had not told him as much, Bobby somehow knew if he allowed himself to come all over her tits, like he desperately wanted to, it would ruin things for her . . . and for him.

Mont asked, voice low but pointed. “You need to understand vot ve may be facing. If I am right,and I hope dat I am not, ve are no longer alone in zis house.” Nobody interrupted him. Maybe we were all just too tired to argue, or maybe we could all sense that the thing upstairs wasn’t going to wait long. Dr. Schnell began. “His name vas Bob. Not Robert. Bob. That vas how he liked it. He vas S.H.A.D.E., of course. Strong. Smart. Good field instincts. But he vas also... emotional. You understand? Sentimental. Vore his heart on his sleeve.

Those lips of his are curled into a smile. "Promise me you visit the village where the other hybrids leave and then take them with you back to the human town. Try to make your leader Charles listen and bring them in. Promise me that for me." I furrow my eyebrows, confused by his speech. Is Bob planning on leaving me? "Yes, that's still the plan?" Bob nods in satisfaction, and then I watch his body particle into tiny glitter pieces that are brought away with the wind. First, his legs turn invisible, then his torso and left is his face as he speaks.

Just like the information Jaden had received, Bob’s disease was congenital and currently incurable in the medical field. Even the best medical treatments could only prolong life and maintain vital signs, barely sustaining him. Yet, up to now, Bob had still lived very well. Not only could he manipulate Thomas, but he also allowed Michael to take over Aitairy, publicly performing these duties on his behalf. From the very start, Bob had hidden himself, never appearing in public, never arousing anyone’s suspicion.

“Yeah. Those b*stards are constantly plotting to kill you. You’ve finally gotten Black Corporation. If you lose it and have to start all over again because of a woman, it’ll be too much of a loss.” Titus exhaled. His gaze was indifferent, and he was unaffected by their words. “I know what I’m doing. Your warnings are unneeded.” He stood up and walked out of the room. Boaz and Sirius shook their heads and sighed. … The doll was all done aside from its voice chip. The R&D department was still searching for a suitable voice. For the purpose of becoming free of Titus as soon as possible, Carol watched some porn to learn from the women in them. Then, she went into the washroom and recorded variou

Bob was Wayne's ex right hand man before James was abducted into the hard drug business. "Hope my boys are treating you well".Wayne asked. "Fuck you and your goddamn boys".Bob answered spitting on his face. Wayne's bodyguards descended on him and started beating him up while Wayne cleaned the blood he spits on his face with a handkerchief.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."