Dark Titans Novels & Stories

Finally, with a wrinkled forehead, Daniel pushed open Morana's bedroom door and saw the dark room. The only light in the room came from the slightly ajar bathroom door. The weak light led Daniel closer. Something disturbed Daniel's mind when he heard the sound of water gurgling from inside, as if someone was filling the bathtub but forgot to close the water tap. With uncertain feelings, Daniel slowly pushed the bathroom door open. Then the sight that Daniel got was something that could make his heart tremble with fear, a feeling that had disappeared somewhere. Because 'fear' is a word that represents how Daniel deals with his past, and he has avoided it for a long time.

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"

And whatever was crawling in the dark above us—something blind, starved, and horribly mutated by decades of Vanguard’s dumped bio-chemical waste—had just caught the trail. Dominic slowly bared his fangs, a low, vibration of pure, defensive fury rattling deep in his chest as the ceiling above us began to buckle inward under an immense, unnatural weight.

The lands weren’t exhibiting any sort of magical episode. “It’s happening again!” She said as she turned the mirroring spell to the direction the dark magic was coming from. “It’s HIM!!!” I said in shock. “It’s Cassius!” A portal opened and a creature walked right through. The same being that killed my Leonard and was after my child, Elena. Cassius the Titan, he was called by. He came through the portal and after him, an entire pack of lycans. The black moon pack. By the symbol they bore, I could make out that they were the Black Moon pack. They all shape-shifted into their supernatural form and then, came charging right for the coven.

Raven leaped forward, her blade cutting through shadows like a streak of blue lightning. --- Clash of Titans The Shadow’s master finally appeared on the battlefield—a towering figure cloaked in living darkness, eyes like burning coals. Its aura radiated power older than time itself, and the ground beneath it cracked under the sheer weight of its presence. “You are Alpha King,” the being’s voice boomed, echoing across the battlefield. “You carry the blood of the Ancients. But will it be enough to stop me? I am the darkness that predates worlds, and I will reclaim everything!”

He is also the source of black magic and sorcery. The Dark one is the main reason behind all the negativity in every person, an entity that exists on the dark side of each of every living being. The TOTUS TITUS was inspired by the Dark One, but the elders are too blind to see it because of their thirst for power which they cannot take by force for they knew they cannot win in a fairway. Only the Sorcerers who have been harnessing the power of black magic knew how to control the greed in their hearts. Other paranormal beings despise them out of ignorance and fear of having them as opponents. Even the mortal has been hunting them down and anyone suspected of witchcraft and sorcery was burnt, t

A deafening hiss echoed from the pit, carrying the stench of rotting meat and centuries of stagnant death. Then, the beast rose. It was a Titanoboa, a prehistoric nightmare that shouldn't have existed for sixty million years. It was eighty feet long, its girth thicker than a city bus. But it wasn't just a snake. The Void had resurrected and corrupted it. Its scales were decaying, revealing pulsing veins of liquid dark matter. Its eyes were dead, milky white. "Get the crystal, Elena," Killian’s voice dropped into the demonic, vibrating frequency of his Alpha form. He didn't take his eyes off the monstrous serpent. "I'll handle the worm."

Dante roared. He dropped the Shadow-Heir—the child floating in a bubble of dark-matter—and threw himself at our double. The two Titans collided in a shower of sparks that illuminated the entire Vault. It was like watching two stars go supernova in a closet. The "Void-Titan" and the "Red Shadow" tore at each other, their claws rending the very air, creating miniature black holes that sucked the debris from the floor. "Stop it!" I screamed, pulling a shard of the broken "Anti-Matter" blade from the floor. I didn't care about the radiation. I didn't care about the cost. I shoved the blade into the Red Shadow’s wing.

I could feel Astari's reluctance in not wanting me to go further. “What is it, Astari?” I said to her, “Velkrin!” She yelled. “Impossible, Astari,” I replied to her. “Velkrins cannot be inside the castle.” Velkrins are ancient and dark beings without form. They are like shadows, consuming the souls of people, turning them into dead skeletons. What was peculiar about them was that they were controlled by vampires, wolves' natural rivals. So, wherever one was found, a vampire was close by.

"They think they can find her, even in this forsaken future? Foolish. This forest belongs to me now." Raising her hand, Thana summoned the twisted energy of her super dark power. The air around her vibrated with a sinister hum as she reached into the depths of her dark magic, summoning her minions. These were not ordinary wolves, nor simple creatures of the night. They were hybrid werewolves—unnatural abominations created by merging the strengths of different wolf species, fused together by her malevolent will. Their eyes glowed red, their bodies hulking and grotesque, and their very existence was a testament to Thana’s corrupt influence. Each one was faster, stronger, and more vicious than