Magi Titus Novelas e Histórias

He looked terrified. "Your highness, my Lord, Sage, is here." He announced and just as he finished talking, he was struck and he fell dead. I gasped when I saw Sage entered with a smirk. "Nice to meet you again, Megan." Suzy's POV "What?" I gasped and hurriedly stood up from the bed. "What do you mean, mom?" I asked. "You are a reborn singer." She repeated what she had said. I'd called her to inform her about

The sub-city of Rome smelled of poverty, spices and despair. narrow alleys, halved insulas and the constant noise of people who tried to Civil war to survive. Marcus and Livia moved like shadows, the amulet by Lucius tightly around Livias' neck. It dampened her magic enough that spürzauber she did not immediately found. The old priest of Venus, a bowed man named Titus with milky eyes and gentle voice, expected it in a hidden basement under a

she croaked and her answer brought satisfaction in Viso. Titus wanted to smash his head with a hammer. What the hell was he seeing? His Capo ignored all the mess this girl was creating in his Capo's house and instead of punishing her, He was inviting her to live with him. Has someone done some black magic on his Capo? But then it was impossible to do it on the satan himself. Then what happened to the man who despised even a small stain on anything around him when He was sane? When He gets in one of his twisted insane moods, Blood is the only thing He craves.

It was Titus. “I was careless! I didn’t expect the kid to be so good! “He’s definitely above me in terms of ability, but he shouldn’t be much better off! “Humph! Let me train for a few more days so I can break through my current level and kill you!” Despite what he had said, Titus was still mad. The loss he had suffered this time was too much. He was going to ask Tuckson to pay him $100,000,000! Suddenly, an icy glint glided past Titus’ face, cutting him and splattering blood. It was a flying leaf!

"Find her. Use whatever resources you need. Bring me my daughter—alive and unharmed." The figure bowed slightly. "And the phoenix?" Titus's smile was terrible to behold. "Leave him to me. I've been studying the old ways, the forbidden magics. There are methods to bind even immortal creatures." As the figure retreated into the shadows, Titus turned his face to the sky once more. Stars glittered coldly above, indifferent to his plans. "Soon," he whispered to the night. "Soon the world will remember the name Blackwood, not as an Alpha, but as the most powerful being to walk Aetheria since the Great Wars. As a god. Their god."

His windswept, icy blond locks curl around his pointed ears as he paces away from the group, casting a cat-like glare at Titus. Titus is an elder. The elder, our Alpha King, so to speak, if our kind ever decided to revert back to the old ways. I find it hard to believe that would ever happen, given how little of us there are left. In another time, we’d be kneeling in his presence, not scowling with talons drawn. Times have changed. Times are hard. Times are only getting harder as the minutes tick by, spent here, wasted in the presence of King Titus of Rageworn Mountain, the boot-licking simp of Queen Morgathra and her coven of displaced witches, those banished from Hexeton by the witch queen

"She loves you, mtanami. But grief… it cages some people." Rita nodded, swiping at a traitorous tear before it could fall. "I’m here," Gogo murmured. "Always." Rita barely made it ten steps into the school before Zach materialized at her side, his grin all sharp edges. "Rita," he purred, falling into step with her. "You’re looking particularly delicious today." She side-eyed him. "Do you hear yourself?" "Oh, darling, I’m very self-aware." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I just can’t help it. Your magic pulses. Like a heartbeat. It’s… intoxicating."

As if waiting for a response from their king, no one spoke or commented and I could only hold my breath while praying that Titus’ hatred for witches was not what it used to be, especially since he also had one witch helping him who was the child of the woman in front of him. He sighed “It’s hard for me to trust witches, but…” I tilted my head in confusion as he stopped talking and looked back at me “I am quite grateful to see my mate and the members of my pack all standing safely here which I guess is thanks to your help, which means you are quite trustworthy” He added and I smiled at that, he was quite authoritative to be able to look at the situation first before judging, even though I kne

Everyone present at the scene was looking at Lucas with their jaws wide open. Despite thinking hard, they could not understand how Lucas could say such a thing. 'Who the hell is Titus?' The young master of the number one fighters' family of White Cloud Base City. He’s also the number one genius of White Cloud Base City. On the other hand, he was being regarded as a nobody? They had met lots of arrogant people before, but they had never heard of anyone as arrogant as Lucas.

Ansel started laughing wickedly as he walked away with the other rogues who had survived the fight. Titus returned Tyler’s look. “Hey. Just look at me. Don’t close your eyes, okay? I will rescue you. You will not die. I promise.” Titus couldn’t keep his tears from falling. “Just wait for me; I’ll cure you.” He is not sure how, but he will figure it out.