Rhea Titaness Novels & Stories

Rhea asked, stepping onto the stone ledge beside him. ​"By 'The Kraken'," Elias replied, his voice a low rumble. "Not a beast, but a sentient AI-cluster the Council submerged in the Atlantic trench. It was designed to manage the global logistics if Oakhaven ever fell. It’s a 'Self-Evolving Logic'. And according to these vibrations, it’s currently consuming the geothermal vents of the southern coast." ​Rhea looked at the scrying-bowl. The liquid silver was rippling in a complex, recursive pattern—a mathematical fractal that looked like a blooming flower of ice.

The Battle of the Two Earths The fleet confronted the Titan fifty miles off the coast. The creature didn't use lasers. It released a Mist of De-Evolution, a thick gray fog that, upon contact with the water, turned the vibrant Synthesis-plankton back into primitive, mindless sludge. "Keep the resonance high!" Elara commanded from the front of the ship. She held her salt spear aloft, her hair whipping in the wind. She wasn't healing people anymore; she was healing the atmosphere.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

They turned. Rhea stood there, her head lowered. Her hair hung wild over her face, hands trembling. Slowly, she lifted her head. Her eyes glowed crimson. Not violet. Not purple. Pure, consuming red. Alder’s voice broke in a whisper. “Oh gods… he’s inside her.” Rhea—no, Khaenat—smiled. The Crimson Vessel had awakened. ---

Cole asked, he was now acting as a mediator. “We had only just arrived at Luna Eclipse when the news of the Triple Goddess came from their scouts. Upon our arrival, I told the Luna Eclipse Alpha that I was descended from Rhea, the first female Alpha. If you know your history well, you will know that Rhea was a descended daughter of Selene. The Alpha took me to the pack Seer, it was her that said she was alive and that she was my child” I answered him while maintaining eye contact with Gunner.

Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!” He pointed a high, magnificent floating isle where water sprang. They all looked up to it, slack-jawed and unable to speak. It was an amazing sight to look at. It almost reached the sky and the falling water appeared like angel’s wings. With the sight of the Virsathen, Ellaine remembered her dream. She once wanted to see it to know if it really was the same tree she dreamt about. Now she would finally find out. But if she did find it out, what would she do next?

I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as he moved closer to me. “Who is Riya?” “Oh, Riya?. She's Someone I met at the heaven’s gate before the moon goddess asked me to go back” “What are you saying?You met who?” He suddenly looked pale, flushed white like he just saw a ghost. “I saw Riya at the heaven's gate, she's the prettiest ghost I've ever seen.” Lucians fingers were shaking, he continued to wipe the sweat off his hand on his pants. He folded his fist, then released it to wipe on his pants again.

The New Titan’s Descent (Intermediate Level of Proficiency): Tapping into the power of your ancestry allows you to explore the realms of power – by donning the skin of a Titan! The strength of the Titan depends on the amount of Titanic blood that remains in you. It was said that in the past that Titans like Gaia could easy hold a planet in one hand. This is no myth, but truth. Do you have what it takes, to ever take on such a powerful form?

“I love a dead trail. So—voilà.” I look down at the photographs. Dr. Blaze. My gynaecologist. The woman I trusted. She’s smiling, happy, holding hands with a man I recognise—the husband she once told me had died. Something in my chest cracks. My hands shake, but I force myself to stay calm. “This doesn’t mean anything,” I say. “She could’ve moved. Changed her name—” “Rhea.” Titan never uses my name. Hearing it now makes everything worse.

Chad said. “okay, bottom line is, Rachael Roux is not CIA”. “damn! ...who’s she then?” Chinny paused and inhaled deeply. “ she is Medusa” Chad felt a warm wave of fear run from the scalp of his head to the sole of his feet. He didn’t know how to react to that. Rachael Roux is not CIA and Chinny had sold Troy to Medusa?! Medusa might not need The Triangle as much as it did before now.