Jaw Titan Falco Novels & Stories

A virus wind blew, once more, making her shudder. He was gazing at her unobtrusively as yet holding his whip. In his sparkling cowhide boots, Kail resembled a wonderful killer. "For what reason would you confirm or deny that you are saying anything? Nothing more to say?" He at last opened his mouth. As yet taking a gander at her restricted by a rope, Kail grinned. It was a spine-chilling yet rich grin. "You go by Jamal, isn't that so? So you're not dating Silje?"

There, waiting. I froze, and the world went even quieter than before. * * * Falco was easy to spot, even from back here. He stood at the far edge of the property, just inside the boundary marked by winter-killed grass and a tired chain-link fence. All black—jacket, jeans, even his shoes—and his hair was almost invisible in the light, just a pale streak against the silhouette. His hands were jammed in his pockets. He watched without moving. For a second, I thought he’d leave the instant he felt eyes on him. But Falco stayed. He waited for me to really look, as if he’d come all this way just to prove he could.

Half of the team went to organize the move for the families, while Joanna, Julian, Raven, Titan, and Allen walked towards Dante and the his pigeons. A few yards away, Dante was in his element. The massive, mutated pigeon strutted across the perch like a monarch inspecting his troops. Surrounding him was a thick blanket of cooing, bobbing pigeons, carefully guarding a cluster of oddly shimmering, oversized eggs. When Dante spotted Joanna, his chest puffed out so far his feathers rattled. He let out a low, booming coo that sounded suspiciously like a trumpet fanfare. “Look at him,” Julian muttered under his breath, his hand twitching toward his holster. “He’s doing the victory lap. I’m telling

“Of course. Those irrelevant feelings are her strong point. That makes her a human.” Eagle plastered his ear against the calming sound of the thumping heart and mewled. “How about Falcon?” BANG! The sound of ignition went off yet again. The ground yet again roared pitifully and shook violently. disregarding the chaos, both of them were already in their own fantasy world. Malikul’s eyes filled with nothing but warmth. Another hand patted Eagle’s head with a deepened smile. “Falcon is the smallest bird predator. It was coming from an eagle's family yet smaller in size. Despite being small, it was dangerous, stealthy, and agile. Apart from that, it is intelligent.”

"Okay! Let's all breathe. No one's dying yet. Falcon, please. Keep the insults to a minimum. I don't want you to make Master Cameron cry." Falcon blinked. "You're flattering me to manipulate me. I respect it. But I still have standards. I like to look good in every situation.” He pointed dramatically at the car that held his pink velvet suitcase the size of a coffin. "I have lots of stuff that may come in handy, like my enchanted humidifier, my night serums, the mint hair oil, my spell-proof eye cream, and at least two backup power crystals. Also, I'm not sharing a tent with anyone who farts in their sleep. Yes, I'm talking about you, DJ. You look like the type." "I do not fart in my sleep,”

"I saved the spot. Ryan was going to-" "I don't care about Ryan!" Jax snapped, his eyes snapping open. They were dark, reflecting the passing streetlights. "I care about the scouts. I care about getting out of this town. Do you know what happens to me if the Falcons get hit with a fraud scandal? I’m done. My name is tied to yours." "So report me then. Get it over with."

Wolf grinned at him and said, "My name is Wolf Hilton… " "Don't care!" Falco interrupted with nasty glare, "You kicked my party leader, you are nothing but dead meat!" "Oh come on, Big guy! No need to be so hostile! It's not everyday that I meet talents like you… " "You know what kid?" Falco's eyes kept getting darker and darker, "If you had met me in a different situation I would have praised you for standing your ground for so long. Now I see, why are you so arrogant despite being just a Solar Plexus Elite. Sadly, you bite more than you can chew and for that I will tear you to fucking shreds!"

I was so used to my life in New York that I often forgot my royal ancestry. “Prince Falcon! Interesting. I imagine the success you make with women. Rich, tasty…I mean…very tasty… your food” Hanna stuttered and turned red as a pepper. I had to stop myself from laughing. She was graceful even when she talked too much. “Thank you for Prince Falcon. It's a name that was created by my friends, because of the way I behave in the financial market. I have a company here in the United States that manages the finances of entrepreneurs. And about women... I've had many relationships, but none that fill the void in my heart." I said looking straight into her eyes and she swallowed her food, almost choki

Falco cursed angrily, “You ignorant young lad. You actually dare to compare my native parasitic worm to a silkworm?! I’ll take your godd*mn life right now!” As he spoke, Falco shook his hand as he shouted to his native parasitic worm, “Go!” In an instant, the native parasitic worm immediately curled up into the shape of a bow as it suddenly flickered from Falco’s palm and jumped directly into the air, heading directly toward Charlie’s skull!

Eva, in his jellyfish form, wrapped her tentacles around Jack. “Sorry about that, sweetie. We’ll make sure to teach him a little lesson so he won’t bother you guys again.” Eva said, and I smiled gratefully at him while he took a struggling and crying Jack away from us. Falco watched them until Eva managed to drag him with the others. ‘Sorry about that, Nathalia. Jack can be, you know. Jack.’ When Falco shrugged his broad turtle shoulders, I could just imagine him giving me a wane smile. ‘Sorry, we pretty much saw everything.’