Luz Noceda Titan Form Novels & Stories

I knocked back the scotch, letting it burn down my throat. “An official deal,” he explained. “My team and I will assist in locating every other Wade woman… in Boston, Barcelona, New York, Vegas… name it.” Brad paused and then looked at him. “You didn’t want to get involved in this,” he reminded. “So what changed?” Titan cleared his throat, resting his large hands on the table. “I’m doing the Lord’s work.. help the helpless.” I sighed. I really don’t know what Titan’s major aim is but I’m going to find out. He’s the best man I can meet for an alliance and that is already common knowledge.

born from the stolen fragments of the Spire’s ghost and the siphoned souls of a thousand clones. "Dante!" I screamed, the vacuum of the ship beginning to pull the sound from my lungs. Dante was across the bridge, his "Void-Titan" form glowing with a dying intensity. He had one hand buried in the primary core housing, his muscles bulging as he tried to stabilize the ship's descent just enough so we wouldn't become a localized supernova over the Lagos harbor. The red-gold light in his chest was fading, replaced by a grey, ash-like pallor that made my heart stop.

It was a gesture of worship, performed in front of millions of viewers. "Ladies and gentlemen of the press," Noah announced, his voice booming. "Allow me to introduce the secret weapon behind the Titans' winning streak." He put an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him. "My fiancée," Noah said. "And the Titans' new Chief Medical Officer. Dr. Elena Vance." Fiancée. Chief Medical Officer. The titles hung in the air. Liam stood there, mouth agape. He looked from the ring to Noah, then to me. The realization hit him like a physical blow.

“Titus, get us on the first flight to Colombia. I’m taking seven of my warriors with. Darina, I promise you, I will haul his ass back to where it belongs.” I held up my hand to stop him. “No. Leave him. He’s made his choice. I don’t want him back.” I stared at the article on the laptop and my heart broke again. How many times could a heart break? The girl standing next to him was exceptionally pretty, dark-haired with large dark eyes in her oval-shaped face. Nico looked at her in obvious adoration, smiling at her. His ginger hair was long, shoulder length. I looked at him and it was like seeing a stranger.

He was rotting alive. "My predecessor lasted ten years," The young man coughed, spitting up purple blood. "I only lasted five. The energy... it consumes us faster now." "What are you talking about?" Harper stepped forward. "Consumes you?" The Chairman gestured to the floor. The floor was transparent. Thick, reinforced glass. Beneath their feet, deep in the abyss, something was moving. Subject Lazarus. It wasn't a monster. It was a Titan. A massive, biological entity, curled up in a fetal position. It glowed with the same violet light as the crystals. It was beautiful. And terrifying.

Orabella quietly observed Gideon's state. "A true prodigy. His talent and perception are frightening, for him to be able to adapt so quickly and enter such deep comprehension in an instant. "I wonder just how strong he will be after fully absorbing the begonia sap and the giant fish's blood. I can't wait to see," she murmured to herself. Just then, Gideon opened his eyes. A tangible light shot out, sharp like blades. Unable to resist, he threw a punch. It was brilliant and dazzling. It was the Solar Titan Fist!

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."

It crawled. "Target... active..." it skipped. It was dragging itself toward me. I reached for my railgun. It was gone, lost in the fall. I reached for my sidearm. The holster was empty. I had my knife. An obsidian blade, six inches long. The Titan was ten feet away. It was leaking violet fluid that hissed where it touched the star-metal. "You... don't... quit," I murmured. "Mission... parameters... absolute," the Titan said.

'This is why I go around this place. A female voice came from the trees. "I'm sorry I didn't greet you sooner Death." Titania's voice seemed to flow around the group. "I'm on a mission. I'll talk with you when I come back through." Death sighed. 'Liar.' Lucifer thought. Titania leapt from the trees and floated softly before touching the ground. Titania was equal in height with Lucifer. Her silky black hair, tinged with green seemed to match the verdant area. Her skin was radiant with its light tone and smoothness. Her low cut green dress and large chest seemed to move with every word. Her emerald eyes darted between the various members of the team.