Gel Titan Original Novels & Stories

(He was was just checking, Leo was his paycheck. "He just got back, they said everything went fine. Now back to the issue, prototype?" Carter chuckled inwardly at KK's apparent concern for Leo. "Oh, yea. I tracked the prototype from the company where it was made, to Pinnacle where Shoten signed for it. From there I had no clue, until the makers informed me of a trackable anti-theft chip. They told me as long as it is turned on, it can be tracked, even without internet. So at this moment, they are tracking it. When it comes online, they will let me know."

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

We drove closer. It was a small mining town. Or it had been. Now it was a ruin. The buildings were smashed. Cars were overturned. And in the center of the town standing in the middle of the road was a figure. It was huge. It was at least eight feet tall. It was covered in metal armor. It held a massive hammer. It turned as we approached. It had no face. Just a smooth steel visor. "What is that?" I whispered. "A Titan," Kaelen said. "Project Titan. The heavy infantry."

he grunted, pulling me onto the vibrating metal deck. I scrambled to the edge, looking back at the ridge. The titan was still standing, but it was frozen, its chest a gaping, molten wound of white light. But Kael was gone. The spot where he had been standing was a blackened crater of cooling obsidian. "Where is he?" I demanded, my heart stopping. "Silas, where is Kael?" Silas didn't answer. He pointed toward the titan’s open chest. In the center of the molten metal, a figure was beginning to emerge. It was not a machine, and it was not a man. It was a silhouette of pure, blinding silver, stepping out of the fire with Kael’s stride and the Architect’s cold, infinite grace.

he said with a snort and a wide smile. "I'll bet'cha a lot of those 'shenanigans' are what drew his eye to you in the first place. Amongst many other things. You're quite handsome," she said as she looked him up and down. It was Dillon's turn to blush furiously as Tony shot him a wink. "So! Me and your guy here were going over these sets. Now, the stone for December that's used in these specifically is blue topaz. Genuine and natural. Usually December is turquoise, but the artist liked the topaz more. Price wise, for the chain, it's twenty-one hundred, the pendant is twelve hundred. Get the set and I can knock it down to three thousand."

​The molten orange glare of the geothermal siphon cast long, distorted shadows across the massive cavern of Sector 00. As the monolithic black titanium cylinder fully emerged from the liquid stone, the automated cooling manifolds began to hiss, spraying high-pressure nitrogen vapor that swirled around the towering Vanguard Titan Chassis 01.

Vane raised his crystalline scepter, slamming the base of the staff against the violet alloy floor. Deep within the central sphere, a massive, pressurized piston groaned. The thousands of dormant geometric towers across the vault began to slide open, exposing thousands of pristine, black crystalline containment pods. Inside each pod hung a fully matured obsidian titan—not the basic infantry beasts from the palace, but massive, armored vanguards with three glowing purple eyes and scythe-claws that ran the length of their entire limbs. "You destroyed the factory upstairs, little Queen," Vane laughed, a maniacal sound that rattled the obsidian pillars. "But the true army was always waiting here

“Offer her warmth. A drink. Kindness.” Elara understood immediately. “She won’t refuse,” she murmured. Titan’s gaze drifted toward her again. “No,” he agreed softly. “She won’t.”For a moment, silence settled over the room once more. Then— Elara’s voice slipped gently through the mate bond between them. ‘Will you have to touch her?’ Titan stilled. The question itself was calm. But beneath it—jealousy breathed quietly. His eyes met hers instantly. “Of course not,” he says firmly. The answer comes fast enough not to be rehearsed. Too sincere to be manipulation. “Never.”

"That toughness... Could it be... could that entire vehicle be built from Blue Titanium Alloy?" In that moment, Gareth felt his breath catch entirely. If that were true, everything would make perfect sense! That level of extravagance! Sheer, obscene wealth! And precisely because of that extravagance, it was this indestructibly tough, tough enough to drive anyone to despair. At that instant, Gareth suddenly remembered the mysterious player who'd caused an uproar on the regional channel these past two days — the one buying Universal Rounds, even trading with Blue Titanium Alloy as currency. "It's him!!!"