God Vs Titan Novels & Stories

he says, forgoing any kind of greeting. “Good afternoon, Mason. You know I can’t set that up easily,” Toby, one of Deacon's fathers responds from behind the desk. It's odd to see him there rather than Deacon. “Someone calling himself Cornelius Grey has just shifted on live television in the human realm and announced himself as their new God, and us as the enemy. I’m sure that warrants a visit,” Mason retorts and Toby’s eyes go wide.

"But you still stink of sentiment and weakness." Dante didnt back down. He moved right in front of me, his huge black-armored frame shielding me completely, no half-measures. The golden fire of his Alpha aura flared brighter, pushing back against the suffocating, dark red magic rolling off the Emperor. The two Titans, they locked gazes across the burning glass-covered beach. "I am the King of this continent," Dante snarled, the golden fire rolling off his shoulders. "And you are standing on my beach."

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

Jack slammed his fist excitedly against his console. With Harper's breach, the ancient Titan, having lost its core support, let out one final, agonizing wail. Its colossal, mountain-like body began to violently collapse. Corrosive purple fluid rained down like a monsoon of blood, and massive chunks of flesh and millions of tons of bone crashed into the Pacific like an avalanche. The God of the Abyss, invincible just minutes ago, was now nothing more than a sunken, dead volcano. [Crash Landing and Rebirth]

"You've finally decided to turn your phone back on, Callan. I assume you're back with your family; is everyone doing okay?" Gunthar's booming voice came through the line. Each word sounded like a battle cry, warming my heart. "There's a little trouble at home, General, but I can handle it." I swallowed hard, fighting back the crack in my voice. The last thing I wanted was to bring my negative emotions back to the unit. But Gunthar was a veteran of a thousand battles. He caught the strain in my voice, and his tone turned deadly serious. "Stay put. I'm coming to HC myself. It's high time the Sentinel's Edge plaque you earned sees the light of day."

I looked up at Elias, who stood over me with the blazing silver crown on his brow. "The Tide knows we survived the bullet," I said, forcing myself into a seated position, ignoring the protests of the healers. "It knows Aethelgard is a fortress that can fire back into space." "Let them try again," Elias rumbled, his Alpha command terrifyingly absolute. "The Vanguard is fast enough to catch whatever they throw." "They aren't going to throw anything else, Sovereign," I said, looking out toward the eastern horizon, toward the ocean. "The Hive-Mind is a computer made of water. It just calculated that it cannot win a war of pressure against a city that controls gravity."

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

"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!!!"

Everyone find their destiny and he has found his to cherish and love it FOREVER! The End!