Dark Titans Novels & Stories

He types away on his phone. “How long it will take for them to get there?” I ask, and he smirks at me. When he turns his phone and presses the screen and it goes green. “Half an hour tops. Besides, the twins can hack into anything. The drones are stealth and can cloak. They won’t be detected.” Titus owns companies not just in the werewolf world, but in the human world. One of his human world companies develops military drones and because he is the CEO and the humans working for him know what he is, he can use the resources as he sees fit.

I asked, making no effort to hide my confusion. “The Dark realm consists of nine pillars. The Vampires, The See-brids, The Shadowers, The PantherBrids, The Evens, The Rogue-brids, and three others.” She paused, and a downcast expression masked her face. I leaned properly on the chair, and listened with rapt attention. My anger and hurt was momentarily forgotten. This was the closest I'd come to knowing about the drama I'd been plunged into.

Raising an eyebrow, he stared curiously at Katia. Katia continued into the room acting oblivious to her uncle’s curious stare. She started showing him the different books in her library. “Look Uncle, I have books about each titan, god, demigod, angel, and mystical creatures.” Moving along the shelves she showed him the section with the human stories and fairytales. The next section was her favorite. She excitedly told Cronos, “I even have all the books written about us and other supernatural creatures by humans. Next, I am going to add a movie theater room. One like the packhouse had and all the supernatural movies made by humans and supernatural’s alike.” Katia was beaming at him with this

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.

Silence follows between them, conveying the silent message. Titan stares into the darkness beyond the glass while Varkhul’s voice slides through his mind. ‘You were right. We need to keep her as far from that thing as possible.’ He reluctantly agrees. “I’m aware.” His wolf sounds almost pleased. “I’m always right.” Titan ignores him. “If that is all,” Dalton begins. “Wait.” Titan finally turns. Moonlight spills across his sharp features, capturing the cruel beauty sculpted into his face. Striking in the same way blades were fetching.

Blake's sobs soon followed at the sight of nothingness, darkness and that one hole on the ceiling. "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

6 All I could hear was my deep breaths, I had darkness all around me and I couldn’t fathom how I could help myself get through it, the black and white shades were surrounding me and I was finding a way out. Suddenly a manly voice echoed, “hey hot piece,” it travelled across my mind like a bullet, “whassup huh? how’s you doing,” his voice was making me obnoxious, wanting me to get it out through some way but I was unable to throw it out, instead, It grew further.

“But too bad, he had to stay and work on some other things regarding the current problems. He entrusted all training to Alpha De Luna, knowing he could trust the Alpha about that.” “Yeah, I wish I could see him train us. I’ve been wanting to see Dmitri ever since.” “Dmitri?” I asked, intervening in their flow of conversation. “Who is that?” “Dmitri is King Titus’ wolf.” The older guy smiled and looked at the area outside the truck. “I’ve only heard how tall and big he was compared to other lycan wolves. Never seen it. And they said he was as dark as the darkest night that he could basically be invisible if not for his golden eyes.”