King Titan Novels & Stories

The weight of the crown was a cold, familiar pressure against Kaelen’s brow, but today it felt heavier, more oppressive. He stood before the grand floor-to-ceiling window of his study, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling, snow-dusted forests of his kingdom. From here, he was a god. The Alpha of all Alphas, the Lycan King whose word was law, whose power could level mountains and command armies. Yet, as he stared out at the vast, silent world he ruled, he had never felt more trapped.

The sudden wet heat that soaked through his trousers and pressed against me. “Titan…” “What? I’m just being observant,” he says with a grin. “He’s gay. No doubt about it. But let’s be honest, what guy wants to stick around after that? Coming in under thirty seconds just from some grinding? That’s quick, even for a virgin.” “What the fuck do you want?” I snap. Titan chuckles and finishes his drink. “Work it out, genius. He’s never actually fucked those women. He’s just playing the role. And you…” He gives a little mock clap. “You gave him his first real mind-blowing orgasm without even trying. Bravo.”

Wanting to tone it down, he cleared his throat. King was obviously shy, and it was turning him on even more. “I, I ahm… How do I pose?” King asked, lying on the bed awkwardly. Kane did his best not to laugh when King tried to pose like Rose from the movie 'Titanic.' Shaking his head profusely, he was actually amused. He went to him and kneeled in front of him on the sofa. He held King’s arms, positioning them correctly. Every touch was electrifying, and the feel of King’s skin rubbing against him was making him lose his sanity.

It looked really cute. “That looks perfect for my right-hand woman.” I said nonchalantly. Tora looked at me in shock. “Are you serious? You want me as your right hand?” “Dead serious! Jax was the King’s right hand and top warrior, and now he’s my top warrior and most trusted advisor for all things lycan. If you guys are going to be mates, then I need someone to help litigate with inter-species conflicts. Who better than you for that?” I shoved a fork full of pancake in my mouth and then smiled at her.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

Helpless, I could only watch, straining to burn through this poison in my system. “Why are your eyes blue Rasssmusss?” Brandt drawled my name again. “Is it because you’re so very sad you’ll never get a taste of the delectable Chosen One? You never were one for getting what should be yours, were you? You’re fucking pathetic! All these years you could have just let me in. Carlotta isn’t fit to rule! She should never have been on the throne! Then you came back and just left her to it!” he snarled

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

Octavio added, and Titan stiffed at his position and warned him with a low growl. “No witch business, do you understand?” “She could help us,” “Or she could send her wolf away. I don’t trust her just because that witchy ass love to satisfy your human cock,” Titan exclaimed rudely. “I will not allow you to take her away from me. Not this time when these leaches, rogues, and wolves knew about her heat. They will come for her, and not more than that. I want my seed inside her womb.” Titan cleared his intentions with no hint of emotions, but when Octavio looked down at the exhausted feature, he felt something.

Titan lifted the Ax until his arms were straight in the air. One three, okay, get ready to leap inside, said Hayden. Titan began to count. One, Two, THREE! Yelled Titan, striking the ice with the Crimson Axe with all his might and the might of every warrior it had fallen. The ten thousand fold strike of the axe shattered the ice surface. The noise from the strike boomed in Cory’s ears along with the roars and snarls of the nearby den of beasts. The sleeping Stormbringers they had encountered were all awake now.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.