Hantu Titanic Novels & Stories

“Her blood must be divine, to make you want to drink again.” Henry reached for me then, snatched me by the wrist, and brought it up to his mouth. “I’m a bit hungry now. You wouldn’t mind if I have a little taste…” Henry extended his fangs as he opened his mouth. His eyes on my wrist, he leaned in – Then screamed. Dropping my hand, he stepped back and grabbed his head with both hands. What was happening?! I looked to Damien, hoping he could make sense of this, but what I saw made my heart stop.

I said. “What’s that file there? I don’t understand it at all.” He said, pointing to one. So I clicked on it and it was a list of the towns that had been wiped out by vampires. It also showed the death toll and the people that were missing. “Wow. That’s a lot more than the last time I looked.” I said. “Your dad didn’t want to bother you with this stuff while you were sick.” He said. “Who’s that?” Lucas asked, picking up a file that was hidden under a couple of other things on his desk. So I quickly glanced at the photo.

He activated his Solar Titan Physique in an instant and blasted his Solar Titan Fist while carrying the Earthcore Flame, dyeing the sky red. The sudden attack caught the seven hooligans completely off guard. But Gideon was smart. He didn't attack the hell phantom. He went for the seven hooligans. The hell phantom was their creation. As long as they were taken down, it would naturally disappear. "Bastard!" "You're courting death!" The seven hooligans were furious. They were in danger, but being renowned veterans, they reacted instantly. They controlled the hell phantom to strike back. A deafening explosion echoed as the Solar Titan Fist obliterated one of the hell phantom's arms on impact. Th

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she slammed her fist against the glass, not to escape, but to warn me. She wasn't pointing at the creature. She was pointing at me. I followed her frantic gesture, looking at the window again. I looked at the glass, but I didn't see her reflection. I saw mine. But the reflection wasn't mine. It was the face of the portrait. The room began to shake. The walls of the Master Suite groaned, the wood warping and twisting like agonized flesh. I realized then that the dare wasn't a game. It was a harvest. The Blackwood Estate didn't just haunt people; it cycled them.

It body got drained of blood, has no leg to move but rather moves through the air, it head was of the exact shape of a skeleton. I couldn't control my feet anymore for the speed exceed that of Usain Bolt athlete. As I tried to run inside the house, she was right behind me just as I read it in the Black Cults book that ghost in Tortuga are faster than any human. She almost entered the house with me but Sorcerer pointed a stalf at her, casting the spell, "INCENDIO" with wide range of fire coming out. And then she vanished.

I said, shaking my head in confusion. “It is said that vampires compelled, or in other words, mind controlled these humans to make them believe that wolves were out to kill them. It is what legends say, but we can never be truly sure of what is or what is not true. The herbs have been used throughout centuries regardless of that, and I think that we can use them to hide Dante’s scent on you and vice versa” Angelina said, looking me in the eye. I nodded in agreement before turning to look at Dante, waiting to hear what master plan he had in mind.

Upstairs came a loud noise like a fight; I rushed up and saw a black shadow passing through the window, quickly disappearing from view; I just felt this figure somewhat familiar. Looking down at the floor again, I saw Titus lying in a pool of blood, his face pale as if he was about to die. I was a little scared in my heart; Titus's strength was terrible, and it was rare that anyone could defeat him, let alone turn him into such a miserable appearance. Who is the person who just jumped out of the window? Is there someone in Black Moon with such terrifying power? “Stop watching!” Titus gasped; he sat up from the pool of blood on his hands and asked coldly. “Why did you come here?”

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

"What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us. Mason is human too. But he has been with us since... I don’t remember. Maybe since he was a kid himself. Serving my parents and then me. Max, Enzo. Zee and Saint are Vampires. You can see their eyes have a tinge of red. Unlike mine. Mine are deep blue. Because I am hybrid". He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead "Wha.. What is a ... Hybrid". Callum stuttered. He was more normal than before, still not fully.