Dark Titans Novels & Stories

“I Liam Moon Black, Alpha of the Royal Moon Pack. King of the eastern kingdom. Sentences you Alpha Miles Midnight, Alpha of the Midnight Pack, to death for treason and plotting to kill me.” I walk close to him and let Shadow take control, and my claws come out. Before anyone can say or do anything, I slash my claws deep into his throat. Blood is spilling out fast, and I know Titus must have accepted their death because he won't try to heal Miles. Miles falls to the ground and takes his last breath. I turn to Laura, but she doesn’t say anything. There is no remorse or sadness but only a sense of relief coming through the matebond.

The first of the Seven Forgotten Pits in the Great Southern Abyss had been torn wide open. And through the dimensional rift that had just split the world’s flesh, a subterranean howl—composed of thousands of ancestral voices drowned in sulfur—resonated in the skull of every lycanthrope in the pack, bringing ten thousand warriors to their knees in the courtyard while a monstrous sentence branded itself fire‑deep into Lawrence’s mind and mine: "The Key has sung upon the surface... and the First Titan of the Rift marches toward Blood Moon to devour the cradle before sunset."

His devilish laughter rang out as the other devils began to shoot down fire balls at the golden lycan and the black lycan. His plan was to separate Riven from his pack. While the titans and the creatures of Tartarus finished off the lycanthropes and the remaining army, he would destroy Riven for good. The two beast dodged the explosion of the flames as much as they could, communicating with the mind link as they tried to defend themselves. Soon they were on one side of the rift, left at the mercy of the devils. On the other side of the rift, Annabelle and Henrietta joined powers and fought against the titans, while Riftan and the other rogue creatures tried their best to defeat the creatures

the Rank 7 Dark Race added. The Rank 7 Dark Race was from the Dark Night Family. It could control mutant zombies. Lucas fell silent for a few seconds. Then, he stared at the Rank 7 Dark Night Family and said slowly, "Maybe we were just too cute, so it was hesitant to bite us."

Beneath the unfinished HERE LIES line, smaller text glowed into being, as if responding to the brush of my breath on the stone. Titles. In a neat column, each one is separated by a tiny, blood‑red dot. “Salt & Silence.” “Ghosts in the Vents.” “Grin Wiring.” “The Bone City.” “Housekeeping for the Damned.” “Untitled Train Thing.” “Dead Girls Don’t Trend.” “Threadcount.” Some had skull icons next to them, jagged and final. Some had hourglasses, half‑full, sand frozen mid‑fall. One or two just… flickered, as if the system didn’t know whether to mark them as alive or dead.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

"We're taking everything she has and giving it back tenfold. The void can't compete with this kind of devotion." The synchronized explosion of dark magic, Titan blood, and raw Alpha venom finally peaked. I felt it building in my core, the impossible pressure of three Alphas and one Omega coming together in perfect destructive harmony. When I came, the world exploded around us. Lilith screamed my name, her body convulsing against mine as the shockwave of our climax shot straight up out of the canyon, slamming directly into the massive celestial eye in the sky.

He said, rubbing his cold hands together. "Then..." Kriss trailed off but the final title holder's voice came from behind. She was standing in the shadows, not showing her face, they cannot see her but hear her. "Yes, His Highness." Tabit said in her empty but assertive tone. Tabit Garza, next leader of Red Rain, Title- Pitch Darkness "Number is not someone roaming around hidden from us but..." Pausing, disgust came to all of their faces in anticipation when she finished her sentence,