Magi Titus Novels & Stories

Titus pov Magus was the man. Seriously, the fighting spirit that tiny crotch goblin had in him was admirable. The moment he woke up, he actually had the gall to accuse me of crimes I hadn’t committed. First, he claimed I had eaten Eden, and then, he got sad because he thought I had stabbed his mommy. I fought to hold back the laughter, which for the record was extremely hard, because once the kid explained why he thought I had stabbed her - I almost lost it.

I saw movement in the shadows, reinforcements. Titus had called upon two other wolves to come and help him, three against one. Even this new wolf, strong as he may be, couldn’t possibly win against three of them. He fought so bravely, even outnumbered he was magnificent, he was almost completely black, with white feet and a white tip of his tail, a long glossy coat, he had eyes like emeralds, the most beautiful shade of green I had ever seen. I hadn’t even noticed that this fight had taken a turn, all of a sudden there was a loud shot. And a horrific howl of clear agony. All the newcomers began whimpering, something bad had happened, and now this new wolf in front of me had been pinned. They

The difference between Titus and Eason lay in the fact that Titus was born superior to others, and he had plenty of things other people did not have. His mother was the famous designer, Seven Springs, while his father was Black Corporation’s CEO, Richard Black. Even though everyone constantly called him a b*stard, Richard showered him with attention that other children his age did not receive. Why else would Melecio and Abatus have grown up so jealous of him? Later on, after Titus set up Grand Land International, he had plenty of women who threw themselves at him.

I nodded shyly as if I agreed with what he had said. He stared at me for a moment and sighed. He lowered the goblet containing an expensive wine that could be equivalent to one month's supply of our food at home. "It's okay if you want to keep your identity. Your name here is Magda? It's cool anyway." he complimented. "You know what, Magda, you have the vibe of a person I've been searching for for so long." he shared. I gulped after hearing it. Is he talking about the person he's been searching for for so long is... me?

The white-haired woman pulled a contraption from her robes, like the bridle of a horse. “What is that?” I recoiled. The mage with the melodious voice stepped forward and grabbed my face by the jaw, holding me still. I tried to pull away. The contraption had a metal bar with sharp looking spikes and a framework of leather straps. “Hold her,” the woman ordered the men as I screamed and struggled against them. The half-ogre roared in response, and for a moment, fought his way free of his guards. “Ianaceo,” she growled out at the ogre with the bitter bite of magic, and the ogre fell flat onto the floor, though he continued to growl and groan, he could not move. “Don’t make me do the same to you,

Titus was the name he gave himself. "He never knew his parents. He was on the verge of death when we found him. He was infected with several illnesses, too. "He was sent here for training right after he recovered. He's also the leader of the kids here. Do you know why he was bullying Connor?" "He wanted to be the Alpha, but Connor didn't acknowledge his authority?" "That's true. Connor is still young, but he knows what his goal is. He will never admit defeat so easily. "He didn't submit, so Titus wanted a chance to put him in his place."

Rex said, turning back to the cliff face that had now started to become like a fast-spinning whirlpool as the barrier created an opening, “But I can see the glint of magic if I stare hard enough.” “Grub,” Cassius said, turning to face the stocky man, “Did you know Rex could do that?” “That wonky leg can see magic?” Grub asked, stopping his idle teeth picking with the tip of his dagger and moving it down to pat the flat of the blade against his chin as he thought. “No. Grub did not know wonky leg can see magic, but Grub is not surprised. That is why wonky leg is the leader, he does things not even Grub can do, which says something. Grub thinks he is descended from bone god.”

Mine, man, my cardigan girl is mine! "Just shut up and get up asshole. We need to attend. I made you mark her, and now I can talk to my sweet Merida. Now get! Go and mingle with the boys. We need to keep an eye on that chick." Titus says irritatingly, making me growl inwardly. "Shut up, Titus. Let me enjoy my boo, ok?" I sneer, making him growl.

Maybe it was self-guilt but the young fallen angel said that he was there to mourn the old Titus. His lovers Gerold and Savaric were to his sides. They helped Magnus to stay strong, I could see Gerold, the were-witch occasionally whispered in his ear. His hand would slip into Magnus's and then his eyes were glassy for a second before he visibly took a deep breath and shook his head. Savaric too seemed to want to console Magnus when he put his hand on Magnus's back for a couple of seconds, barely visible for anyone to see. Everyone had loved Titus at one point in their lives, the general's betrayal over something too trivial had shocked us all.

mumbled Akana absently. "If that's the curriculum you're considering, then I'd suggest you look up titles," said Sidastir, and Akana looked up from the documents. "What titles?" "It's straight forward. Titles are the result of your studies. If you have studied the Economy, then you will get the title Mercator. I myself am a Magus. A Master of Magic. That means I've finished five courses in magic. The majority of the titles have different specific topics that you must have read, and some of the titles require that you have read certain topics from the different curriculum. Choose a title as your goal and choose courses with it in mind," Sidastir explained, and Akana tried to absorb the new in