Gel Titan Original Novels & Stories

It crawled. "Target... active..." it skipped. It was dragging itself toward me. I reached for my railgun. It was gone, lost in the fall. I reached for my sidearm. The holster was empty. I had my knife. An obsidian blade, six inches long. The Titan was ten feet away. It was leaking violet fluid that hissed where it touched the star-metal. "You... don't... quit," I murmured. "Mission... parameters... absolute," the Titan said.

The silver ash erupted. From the shadows of the obsidian statues, the Real Shadow Alpha began to manifest. He didn't use beetles or smoke this time. He used the ash itself. A hundred-foot-tall titan of shimmering silver rose from the valley floor, its face a hollow void that pulsed with a gravitational pull so strong it began to drag the warriors off their feet. "THE MOTHER... HAS SPOKEN," the titan roared, the sound vibrating the very marrow of my bones. "Celine, now!" I shouted.

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

“Go on.” “But…” Her eyes run towards Helena, staring for a while. “You can’t tell her now. Let’s survive the first night under Alpha Krypto's wings,” Helena responds to Nina. “Helena, I told you no secrets,” my eyes rolled. “This is no secret. But we need the right environment to speak of it. Be patient." Just when her last words leave her lips, Titan appears from the forest. He is dressed in a fine white shirt and leather pants. His hair parted sideways like that of the Alpha of the Rogue. The high boots on his legs are just like ones Alpha Arkon wears.

Celyn stated, her heels clicking hard on the floor while her minions ran after her to catch up with her pace. She looked at what I was wearing and I could see confusion written all over her face, but she quickly brushed it off. “You are so pathetic to show off here with fake wears and accessories,” she stated, her voice loud as she tried to paint me black among our peers. “The original has the EL logo inscribed on it. Let’s check to confirm,” someone stated from the crowd and everyone affirmed to it. Claira walked up to me, her hands around my neck as she cross checked the jewelry.

He was in his prime and full of energy, like he was making up for lost time. Just thinking about those two days made her blush. … Sunday afternoon, the manager of Tiff & Co came in person. He brought two rings. One was a sleek one-carat Solara gem set in a six-prong band, and the other was a massive six-carat Luminara stone, flawlessly cut and sparkling brilliantly on Thalia's hand. She tried them both. Landon admired them for a moment and asked, "Which one do you prefer?" She bit her lip and said truthfully in a low voice, "The big one is prettier."

"What kind of card is that? I don’t recognize it from any banks. You’re not fooling anyone." The woman scoffed. "Is it a library card or something? Please, you’re going to make a fool of yourself." The staff were at a loss. They had no idea what card it was. Fortunately, the heir to their store was here, so they glanced at Yamila. Yamila's beautiful face was filled with shock as she stared at the black card with exquisite patterns. She could not believe her eyes. This card was made of titanium. It was heavy and shone with a noble night. There was the laser-engraved silhouette of an emperor, and it gleamed when shaken.

Titan leads the elite warriors from both packs in intense training sessions. Two days before the attack, Titan calls a meeting. “I want to be next to Sabrina,” Zion tells them all. “I know I am the eldest person in the room, but I am a strong fighter, and she is my mate. I want to stand with her.” “I don’t see any reason why you can’t be standing with her,” Iris tells them all. “Fine, just don’t get killed,” Titan agrees.

Jaden just shook his shoulder giving a shrug like he was himself unaware and weirded out by the current situation. "By the way what is your name?" Isabella asked but when Jaden didn't reply, she spoke herself. "You know mine so it's fair only if I know yours too!" "Jaden" he answered And with that he walked away. Isabella also followed him outside towards the lift, hoping that she could get the pin for left so that she would leave but when they finally reached their resident put his fingerprint right adjacent to the lift where she saw nothing but plain steel after that the machine Shook and answered

Hidden beneath the white fabric was a tiny, silver object. We were back at Adrian's mansion by noon. I locked the double doors of my bedroom in the East Wing, my heart doing a frantic, suffocating hammer against my ribs as I pulled the tiny silver object from the pocket of my jeans. It was a high-grade titanium shipping cap, laser-etched with a unique serial number: [VESPER-MED-901].