The Titan Bride Novels & Stories

"Titan, my friend, love is a powerful force. It has the ability to shape our lives in ways we never imagine. I've been a playboy, a casanova if you want to call it that, but then I encountered Eva, and boy, she swept me off my feet. She showed me new heights and depths of love that I never thought was possible. So Titan, if your heart tells you that marrying Katia is the path you desire, then I believe you should explore it." His words resonated deep within me, giving validation to the feelings that had stirred within my heart. I took a moment to reflect on the battles we had fought, the bond Katia and I had formed amidst the chaos and uncertainty. How I felt when she first stood before me,

"Your what? A wife? Are you two married? Didn't she cheat you?” That said, she'll think I'm Angela. Javier shook his head. "No, she's not Angela. They just look alike.” Francheska was even more surprised by what she heard, I just extended my hand to her to introduce myself but she didn't take it so I just took it back. "This is impossible..." She still couldn't believe it. "How come she looks like her? Does she have a twin—” “Francheska, she has no twin. They are different people, Angela died and this lady in front of you and beside me is Janiyah... my wife. Now, will you please excuse us? Martin is also waiting for us."

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

Chapter 5: The Ultimate Hunt King Torvald Kane stood at the edge of the legendary Abyss of Titans, the wind howling around him like a lover’s desperate moan as he gazed into the glowing chasm said to house the Titan’s Gift, the single greatest cock in existence, a living embodiment of raw, ancient, virile power. Torvald had claimed warlords, orcs, giants, and mythical guardians, but nothing had ever fully satisfied the endless, burning hunger that consumed him day and night. This was the final hunt. The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole.

She was wearing a sleeveless hoodie and black cargo pants. She turned slowly when she heard me approaching. Her grey eyes were piercing and sharp. "Well, well," she drawled lazily. "The bride's up." I blinked. "And you are?" She popped her gum. "Rayne. With a 'y', not an 'i'. Try to remember that if I ever have to kill someone for you." I squinted. "Comforting." She grinned, her tongue poking her cheek. "You're smaller than I expected. But the attitude makes sense."

“Oli is our mate and she’s hurt.” I don’t know why I have to be the one reminding him of this. It is unfortunately, Brenda who opens the door. She’s so excited about me coming over while I am disgusted that she is here as my dad’s mistress. On top of that I have to forcefully suppress Titan who wants nothing less than to tear her apart. “Titan.” “She tried to cut Abi’s arm off.” Titan’s vendetta and everything really, revolves around Abi these days. “She’s dad’s concubine now, stand down if you want to see Abi again.”

She isn't just a bride; she’s the reckoning. She descends the stairs, her eyes locked on Sebastian. He looks up, a shark-like grin spreading across his face. "Ah, the blushing bride," Sebastian calls out, his voice booming through the hollow penthouse. "Come, Olivia. Let’s talk about your father. I’ve been dying to tell you a story about how he really spent his final days." As Olivia reaches the bottom step, she sees Aiden emerging from the shadow of the hallway, his face a mask of cold fury. He looks from his father to Olivia, his hand tightening into a fist.

The flowers were perfect. That was the only thing going right. I had been awake since four in the morning making sure that the roses with just enough blush to look romantic without being loud, greenery that didn't overpower, ribbon tied the way Vivienne had shown me three times on a YouTube video she'd sent at midnight. Everything was perfect. The bride just wasn't here. Her text came at 6:47 a.m. "I'm sorry, Aria. I can't do it. Don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

he stated simply. Todd's eyes widened. Was the man not going to force a marriage of convenience on him? Would he be able to choose freely? Regardless, Todd already knew he only wanted a contracted marriage. He had no time for things like commitment or love. No, his wife would have to understand that this marriage would be in name only. "However..." Jan began, "I want her to be a virginal bride." "What?!" Todd croaked. "Yes, a virgin bride. I am a very religious man, you know, and even though I have never pushed you to attend church with me, it's very important to me that you find a virtuous young lady. Also, I ask that there be no sex before marriage," he specified.

". I ask max immediately he entered "Her name is Crystal Santiago. Her mother is just an ordinary human and she's been in a coma for the past 3 months. Her father's identity is still unknown. She works as a waitress in a skyline eatery and a stripper at a dark night club. She's 26 years old. That's all for now." Max said "26???? ". I exclaimed "Yes , don't you think what u are about to do is child abuse or should I say adult abuse. I mean you are a 1000 years old vampire and you want a 26 years old lady." Max Said, laughing