The Titan Bride Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why is Titan speaking of such an era? “You don’t remember my grunt. My scent. Even if you didn’t see my face. I was your first. The first man who broke your womanhood. And I will be the last man,” his thrust increases but the whole of me freezes at the spot. My orgasm runs back into my stomach. My wetness dries off in her instant. Titan was the man who took away my pride forcefully. How dare I act stupid by giving him my body once again. How can I be so much of a fool?

He slid his severed finger inside his jacket pocket. "Let me out. You need all the help you can get," Titan said and kicked the crystal cage programmed to absorb every force applied to it. "I've seen them kill! They're monsters!" Selena made a mental note that if ever they get to survive this encounter, she'd ask this guy how he managed to evade the hunters for this long alone. Titan gasped when without even batting an eyelash, she shattered the cage into gazillion pieces that produced a kaleidoscope of light. It emphasizes her ethereal beauty that even Titan, who deemed himself loyal to his dear Lyka, was utterly awed at the sight of her.

I look at the whores, gesturing them toward Tits. “Serve him,” I growl. “Thank you, Pakhan.” Tits sounds happy, but as he leads the whores away from the parlor, he suddenly stops and faces me. A dark, worried look crosses Tits’ face as he announces, “I saw her, Pakhan.” “Who?” I murmur, confused. Slowly, Tits confesses. “Princess, your bride. She’s in L.A. as we speak.” Hearing that, my eyes go owl-wide.

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

Hayden paled. “What does that mean?” Asked Hayden quickly. “I really tried,” insisted Titan. “I’m so sorry!” “What does that mean?” Yelled the Prince, rushing towards Titan and grabbing him by the shoulders. “Where is she?” Demanded Hayden. Titan shook his head. “Titan! Take me to her now!” Yelled the Prince. The Prince was shaking. “What happened to her?” Asked the Prince. “Tell me.” “I…she got swept away in the river. The current was too strong!” Admitted Titan.

I was a master of seduction, and the crowd was my canvas. As I moved through the room, giving lap dances and indulging in some very willing body shots, snippets of conversation reached my ears. I caught names, whispered jokes, and secrets spilled under the influence of champagne. "Oh my god, it's really him! You went all out, Jules," a bridesmaid, Ksenia, said, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Securing the famous Titan." "Francesca deserves the credit," Francesca, she was the maid of honor, a sharp-featured brunette, replied. " Only the best for Julianna. I just made the arrangements, it was the best way to make you feel better, knowing you are marrying the Siberian winter."

I had to do this…here goes nothing… Opening the door to my room, with nothing but a wedding dress, a spare dance uniform and a duffle bag with my life’s worth of savings…I came face to face with the woman who I was going to spend the rest of my year with. “Hey, run-away bride!” She laughed; her smile open and contagious. “You’re my new roommate?” She was about five feet seven in height, with more of an athletic built. Her skin was porcelain white and her hair was jet black with literal rainbow highlights that reached the middle of her back. A diamond shaped face and electric blue eyes. She was wearing black shorts and a rainbow colored tank top and black slippers and huge hoop earrings while

The sudden wet heat that soaked through his trousers and pressed against me. “Titan…” “What? I’m just being observant,” he says with a grin. “He’s gay. No doubt about it. But let’s be honest, what guy wants to stick around after that? Coming in under thirty seconds just from some grinding? That’s quick, even for a virgin.” “What the fuck do you want?” I snap. Titan chuckles and finishes his drink. “Work it out, genius. He’s never actually fucked those women. He’s just playing the role. And you…” He gives a little mock clap. “You gave him his first real mind-blowing orgasm without even trying. Bravo.”

"Viv‌ian... i‌t‌ started as a pla​n. Bu⁠t I‌..." "He’s a C⁠aldarian, Vivia‌n," the wom​an inter‌r​upted. "W‌e don't‌ do thin‍gs for love. We d​o t​hem for the Debt." ‌Sh​e leaned in close, her br​ea‌th cold on my ear.‌ "Now‍ that we have th‍e deeds and t‌he ledger, we don't need a b⁠ride anymore. We need a sacrifice. The city thinks Maurice is the vill‌ain.‍ It would be​ s⁠o t​ragic if hi​s 'v⁠i​cti‍m​' died of a⁠ broke‌n heart... or a‌ tr‌agic accide‌nt at the station."

Her head pounded from the injury. Kira (to herself) "What happened? Why do I feel so weak?" "Where is the place" she looks around in confusion. [The door creaked open, and a figure entered.] The figure approached her saying "Seraphine, you should rest. The Festival is tonight." "Who are you?" "I'm Elara, the pack's healer. I've brought you medicine." Elara looked at her pitfully "take the medicine and you will be fine, your children are outside the door waiting for you"