Stone Titan Novels & Stories

The sight before us made my breath lock in my throat. The fifty-foot golden quartz crystal at the center of the cavern, the ancient heartstone that held Blackthorn Valley together, was encased in a thick, pulsating web of black frost. Thick, unnatural tendrils rooted deep in the stone floor were pumping a murky, pale fluid directly into the crystal's core, turning its radiant golden light into a dim, malignant purple.

Lyra looked at me with surprise, “Ronan-“ “I fought in wars,” I said, voice steady despite the storm within me. “I’ve buried family, friends. I’ve made choices that haunt me. But loving you?” I looked up to meet her gaze. “That’s one thing I’ve thought was possible.” I opened the ring box, that showcased a ring. Silver band, with a rare stone etched with runes that glowed faintly in Lyra’s presence. “This rare stone is called Painite. It is crafted into rings for the Luna of a pack.

Despite his intimidating build, he radiated friendliness. “Aria Silvermoon, I presume?” He extended his hand. “I’m Ryker Stone, Beta of Blackthorn Pack. Welcome.” I shook his hand, surprised by the genuine warmth. “Thank you. Though I’m not sure ‘welcome’ is the right word when your warriors detained me at the border.” Ryker laughed. “Fair point. They were just following protocol. Unknown wolf entering our territory, they had to bring you in. But you’re not in trouble.” He gestured for me to sit. “Actually, you’re probably the most anticipated guest we’ve ever had.”

The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole. Lightning flashed across the open marble platform at the top. In the middle stood the Titan, nine feet of pure muscle and glowing power. His skin shone with silver light. Between his legs hung the biggest cock Torvald had ever seen. Even soft, it was thick and heavy, longer than his arm. As Torvald watched, it grew hard, rising up like a thick, veiny monster. The fat head leaked shiny drops that glowed in the dark. The Titan looked at him with burning eyes. “Little king, you dare come here?” his voice boomed like thunder. “This cock has broken stronger men than you.”

​The molten orange glare of the geothermal siphon cast long, distorted shadows across the massive cavern of Sector 00. As the monolithic black titanium cylinder fully emerged from the liquid stone, the automated cooling manifolds began to hiss, spraying high-pressure nitrogen vapor that swirled around the towering Vanguard Titan Chassis 01.

Ethan spat back at him. Titania cleared her throat. She could not bear to stand and stay silent anymore. "Hello, I am Titania Eros. I want to be a student here. Please be good to me." She said as she bowed at them after her introduction. "Wow, you are too formal and too polite. No need for that." Jeston smiled at her. "Oh, by the way. I am Jeston Smith. I wonder if he already introduced to you his name." Titania shook her head as a response. Jeston let out a soft chuckle while Ethan was just giving him a cold stare as he crossed his arms.

Jasper comments, and I can't tell if he is being sarcastic or not. Tayten smiles, giving me a good view of her perfectly straight teeth. She really is beautiful, and I find myself almost blushing just for thinking such things, considering her interest in woman over men. I see nothing wrong with it, but the way she is staring at me makes me a little uneasily. Maybe it is just because of those dark eyes that don't suggest anything about what she may be thinking. "I wanted to meet Thea," she muses, striding forward in a way that could only be described as graceful. She holds out her hand, and I shake it gently. Tilting her head as she blatantly assesses me without holding back for a moment.

“Correct! According to reports, Czech No. 1 has a very special material that’s even harder than the hexagonal diamond. It belongs to a type of iron meteorite, and no hydraulic press could crush it!” “God! Out of jades and pearls, Tiffany chose to give such a unique and one-of-a-kind meteorite stone!” “How kind of her! Tiffany is indeed the most celebrated supermodel in the world. I can’t believe she’d purchase the meteorite stone and have it carved into a Buddha statue!”

I tried to hide all my money then I heard someone stamping on the door trying to open it forcefully. "Who was here?, show your face or we will start shooting " said by the robbers "It's me!, I am here" I replied with tears A torch light was pointed at us where we are hidden, I feel uncomfortable and undecent. I was half naked, wearing my nightgown. Which was made with net and soft materials. "Where are your money" asked by the robber's, "here" I replied.

"Fourteen years of being the manager here and I have never...NEVER... gotten any case of theft and bullying. What changed now?" He paused before continuing. "I know a lot of us here have some form of grievances towards Miss Stone," he gave me a pointed look. "But it does not give anyone the right to treat her less." "She needs to feel less now she is here," a Namibian girl quietly snickered and her friends joined in. "If you are in possession of Miss Stone's emerald trinkets..." there was a collection of gasps at the mention of 'emerald'. "...do well to return them or you all are going to face the consequences. And it would not be funny."