Stone Titan Novels & Stories

Tristan, Retha's bashful mate, asked. June looked at him, opened her mouth but Jason beat her to it. "Yes, it was." "A Male rogue." June smirked. Horace chuckled, "Okay, this teenager's got spirit." He began, June glared. "But honey, everybody can't be alpha, everybody can't be normal. Some people lead the food chain while some are at the bottom of it. We have gold, diamond, ruby and we have stone. It's just how it is." A moment of silence could be heard as June eyed Horace, she despised the amused look in his eyes. "I'm not a teenager Horace."

"They have heard the new harmony. And they wish to contribute their verse." She led them once more to the crystal seam. This time, they did not need to enter the dreamscape. The Titans were now awake enough to project their will into the waking world. As they stood before the mountain, a deep, grinding hum filled the air. From the face of the peak, a shard of crystal the size of a tall tree slowly extruded itself. It was not rough, but perfectly smooth, and it pulsed with a soft, internal light. It was a Titan’s baton.

Pushing back the anxiety rolling off Snow, I lifted Titan's chin and sliced off his scalp before grabbing the pincers. This is awful. Why did you have to kill him? Snow rambled as I cracked open the skull. I felt her sadness, smelled her tears. "I didn't have a choice," I growled aloud, wiping the inky blood and other liquids from Titan's head and locating the black nodule he spoke of. With my fingers, I tried to pull it out, but it wouldn't come. "He's a stubborn arse, even in death." I found a set of pincers on a nearby table and used those to get under it. Taking a careful grip, I rocked back and forth to pry it loose. The nodule came out with a pop, flying into the air. I caught it in my

However, instead of it being a void aqueous material it has turned into solid dark rock. "That's titanium. Black titanium," Levin looks close, "that's the tenth most valuable metal in the whole North." Levin goes to touch my hand. His eyes glimmering with interest. Right as he's about to touch my palm there's a sharp outcry. "Stop!" It's Aphy, she advances over to us at a speed that I didn't know any aged person could walk.

He simply reached into the inside breast pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a sleek, heavy metal card. It was entirely black, with no bank logo, no expiration date, and no account number. The only thing etched into the solid titanium surface was a single, silver crest. The Sterling family crest. He tossed it casually onto the center of Table 1. It hit the wood with a heavy, expensive thud. "If anyone is concerned about my ability to pay," Maxwell said, his voice carrying the quiet, absolute authority of a man who owned the room, "they are welcome to run the card.”

Xander rolled his eyes. “Brianna,” Alaric lifted my chin to look at him, “tell me why your dad chose these stones,” he said as he spun my bracelet, pausing to look at each one. “This bright blue one, Tanzanite, is my birthstone,” I turned it to white opal coloured one, “Dez said this one is Moonstone, for clarity,” I continued to turn it to the reddish-brown one, “Red Tiger’s eye, to keep me grounded and calm me,” I turned it to the last one that was greenish with red flecks, “and Bloodstone, to help me be… me,” I smiled at him. His fingers were tracing over the gems, as he spun it on my wrist when it hit me, “It’s like he knew…”

he said with a snort and a wide smile. "I'll bet'cha a lot of those 'shenanigans' are what drew his eye to you in the first place. Amongst many other things. You're quite handsome," she said as she looked him up and down. It was Dillon's turn to blush furiously as Tony shot him a wink. "So! Me and your guy here were going over these sets. Now, the stone for December that's used in these specifically is blue topaz. Genuine and natural. Usually December is turquoise, but the artist liked the topaz more. Price wise, for the chain, it's twenty-one hundred, the pendant is twelve hundred. Get the set and I can knock it down to three thousand."

Declan taps the back of my head playfully. Dean laughs, shaking his head, "No. Goliath is very fond of you and Gem. As is Declan, and he respects that you can do that. It's normally only our Luna with that capability or other alphas, even then it's rare they can make us surrender. But now that I am looking at you and thinking back to your mother. You two do resemble the Esos family. Your green eyes. Those emerald piercing green eyes, are rare. Then the color of your fur, jet-black with an emerald green tint."

The color drained from Logan's face. The Stone Pack! They were the titan that controlled the North's entire economy. Their empire spanned finance, energy, and technology. And Finn Stone was a living legend, a business prodigy controlling trillions in assets before he was thirty. "Now," Finn said, his eyes like ice. "Who were you threatening?" Logan opened his mouth, but no words came out. The Black Moon Pack was an ant before a titan. Elena also realized how out of her depth she was. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Ayla, are you really going to watch Corbin die? You grew up together—"

“Nasty little bastard.” “Not ‘just a gun’ if my father’s chasing it,” Sean said. “There’s always an and.” Silvia tapped a materials block in the corner. “Look.” Sean squinted. Stopped. The pencil’s tip lifted a millimetre. Terry read aloud, because silence would have made it bigger. “Titanium alloy… and—wait—Mondgestein-Verbundstoff? Moon-rock composite?” Silvia blinked once. “That makes no sense. Even now, lunar samples are controlled to the gram. You’re telling me the Nazis had—”