Hank Titans Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, Hank’s Titanium Leo-roar might be effective toward fighters below the grandmaster level, but it was ineffective toward Terry, someone who was already a grandmaster for a long time. Hank’s expression changed. He hastily halted his attack and lifted his hands to protect his neck. Hank left the ground and flew toward the back. The attack was so powerful that the bones in his arms cracked. Terry narrowed his eyes. It seemed to him that Hank’s strength was nearly on par with grandmasters. If it weren't for the fact that his throat was damaged and couldn't handle too much inner energy, his Titanium Leo-roar might have done some damage to him.

Unfortunately, Hank’s Titanium Leo-roar might be effective toward fighters below the grandmaster level, but it was ineffective toward Terry, someone who was already a grandmaster for a long time. Hank’s expression changed. He hastily halted his attack and lifted his hands to protect his neck. Hank left the ground and flew toward the back. The attack was so powerful that the bones in his arms cracked. Terry narrowed his eyes. It seemed to him that Hank’s strength was nearly on par with grandmasters. If it weren't for the fact that his throat was damaged and couldn't handle too much inner energy, his Titanium Leo-roar might have done some damage to him.

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

In an instant, Hank's right arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder, falling to the ground as blood jetted out. "Ahh..." Hank hit the dirt, screaming in a frenzy. "Second Young Master!" The other warrior, still trembling, hurried to his aid. "Ready to answer my question now?" Nevaeh asked after a brief pause, her gaze fixed on Hank. "You... You're a dead woman. I swear you're done for!" Hank, catching his breath, yelled back in rage. "My brother's a big shot in Citrakuta's Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he's in a meeting with some of Rackaham's top brass right now. When he's done, you're finished!"

They recognize me immediately, stepping aside without a word. The VIP section is dimmer, and intimate. Leather couches curve around low tables where deals are made and threats are delivered with the same casual indifference. Hank sits in the center booth, flanked by two men I recognize—Dmitri, his enforcer, and Santos, his accountant. They are all rogues living among the humans. "Shawn!" Hank spreads his arms wide, gold chains glinting at his neck. "Finally. We were starting to think you'd forgotten about us."

“Mr. York, you haven’t called me in such a long time. I thought you didn’t need us anymore.” There was a teasing laugh on the other end of the call. Hank’s tone was low as he said, “Tony, I don’t have time to chat with you. Gather your men. There’s a big job today.” The other end fell silent, seemingly moving to a quiet area. He said, “What happened, Mr. York? Did someone mess with you?”

Wealth Code TITN! 【Sisters! Wolf Cubs! Our chance has arrived! I just found out from the 'inner circle' (shh!) about Brother-in-Law's next big move! Remember 'Titan Industries' (TITN)? Everyone thought it was dead, right? Wrong! That was all a smokescreen! The council is pouring money into it like crazy! This is an epic 'bottom-fishing'! Brother-in-Law is about to detonate it! Now! Immediately! Right now! Use the money you spend on handbags, sports cars, all your money! Buy it all!】 "We're either popping champagne on the yacht, or... no, there's no 'or'! Listen to me! Buy! Buy! Buy!" This post was like a match thrown into a dry forest. Haley's fanbase consisted of extremely bored, extremely

Jenna was puzzled, "And my father has always been optimistic and strong, even if the company had problems, he wouldn't go to extremes, I always feel that there is something fishy about this..." "What was the name of your father's company?" Berrick shook his glass. "Hahn Property Investment Group, commonly known as the Hahn group," Jenna replied. The movement of Berrick's hand suddenly paused, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his natural self, shaking his wine glass and elegantly sipping his wine...

We will find out the story of how Ink met Tina, and how he became the president of The Titan Kings MC. Thank you all for your love and support in this book. I hope you enjoy it, please comment to tell me what you think. RL Dickinson xx