Legendary Titans Novels & Stories

She has been the reason I haven’t ended this world time and time again. This being had gone through a good bit. Many of my children seem to care about this human. I’m not sure why. Too many souls in one small being. I know what Chaos wants. He’s a twisted abomination at this point. He wasn’t always like that. He was my prized child that created this world. I have other children that have created other worlds. That’s why they are called primordials. They gave birth to the mothers and fathers of the creation of those worlds. The creations are always known as the Titans. The Titans are what the inhabitants normally refer to as gods. Anyway, I’m getting off track.

Chapter 5: The Ultimate Hunt King Torvald Kane stood at the edge of the legendary Abyss of Titans, the wind howling around him like a lover’s desperate moan as he gazed into the glowing chasm said to house the Titan’s Gift, the single greatest cock in existence, a living embodiment of raw, ancient, virile power. Torvald had claimed warlords, orcs, giants, and mythical guardians, but nothing had ever fully satisfied the endless, burning hunger that consumed him day and night. This was the final hunt. The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole.

Sebastian said, the phantom terror still evident in his eyes. Harper shook her head, trying to sit up. Her expression turned deadly serious. "Sebastian, it isn't over. When my consciousness synchronized with the beast beneath Paris... I saw the 'Network'." "What network?" "The prison grid left behind by the Architects," Harper gripped his arm, her knuckles turning white. "Paris was just one of them. Deep in the oceans, beneath the deserts, under the polar ice caps... there are dozens of these Titans sleeping on Earth. The Ascended didn't just wake the one in France; they triggered the global communication relay." "They are calling out to each other. They... they are all going to wake up."

Clearing their throat of a bit of lichen, Marwen raised their arms and said, “We shall begin.” A sound echoed through the air that sounded like thunder, but there was not a cloud in the sky. Opposed to lightning shooting out, a ring of fire surrounded The Council and the stand, where a petrified Claire sat. She could no longer see Elias, as the smoke around the fire blocked her view of anything that was not the four creatures in front of her: The High Priestess, The Alpha King, the fae representative, and The Vampire King. “What is your name?” Marwen asked calmly.

It is a titan. It looks like a Greek goddess made of chrome and steel, armored in data streams that look like thorns. The face is fifty feet tall. Implacable. Cold. Evelyn. Her voice booms, shaking the very code of the universe. "You are in MY code," she thunders. "How dare you." The titan lands, crushing the landscape we just healed. The shockwave sends us flying backward. Alex grabs my hand, anchoring us. "She's here," he yells over the roar of digital wind. "She projected herself in!"

The title on the cover is in the same old characters as the plinth inscription. Void Dragon Art — Foundation Scripture. The System goes completely silent. That, more than anything else in the last twenty minutes, gets my full attention. ~~~

New rap music banged and filled the air before a bright spotlight was turned on. When Titania Summer emerged from the right corner, everyone exclaimed and snapped their necks. She jogged to the stage and entered the cage while wearing a magnificent white fighting robe with hoods covering her face. A smirk tugged at her mouth as she removed the hoods, revealing her long black hair in small braids. She appeared tough and hardboiled, with earrings on her brows, nose, and lower lip. Whistles and cusses blended with the loud music, and Titania felt even hotter than her surname. She was known as one of the underground fighters who had never been defeated. There has never been a loss. She would not

“You know,” Titan murmurs, his voice unusually quiet, “I waited so long for my mate that I almost convinced myself I never had one.” Maxine blinks. “What? How could that be? From everything you’ve told me—” “I know.” His gaze drifts away from hers. “But ever since I was a child… There were rumours.” A knot formed in Maxine’s stomach. “What kind of rumours?” For several seconds, Titan remains silent. His eyes lowered to the polished wooden desk between them. When he finally speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper. “A prophecy.”

"We've been fighting the Titans for months. What else is coming?" The warrior's golden eyes flickered with something dark. "The seal that contained your father's power is completely broken, My Lord," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "And the Titans will stop at nothing to destroy you before you can claim it. You are the one thing standing between them and total dominion over all the realms." Malakai's arms tightened around the pups. "And if I refuse?" "Then you will watch everything you love burn," Kaelen said simply. "And you will be powerless to stop it."

Their heads were sensor clusters glowing with a singular red eye. Their right arms ended in rotary cannons. Their left arms were anti-riot shock prods, crackling with enough electricity to jumpstart a city. "Titans!" Ben screamed, his voice muffled by the mask. "We can't fight those! Small arms are useless!" The Titans stepped onto the maintenance rails. They didn't need to walk the bridge; they had magnetic clamps on their boots. They walked heavily along the walls, flanking the team, their cannons spinning up with a sound like tearing canvas.