The Titan's Bride Characters Novels & Stories

Iris checks the babies again before meeting him in the hall. “Baby,” Iris melts into her mate. “I’m so glad you are home.” Titan listens as Iris fills him in on all that has gone on. “My sister Ariel is alive and is Adrain’s mate,” Titan blurts out as she gets to the part about Sabrina meeting Zion. “Whoa, you have a sister?” Iris asks, stepping back. “Yeah. I thought she died with my parents,” Titan tells her. “They are marked and fully mated.” “Okay,” Iris nods and then tells him about her encounter with Poseidon.

This is a good sign. Titan steps out of the car without speaking to us. He storms straight to my old husband. My eyes go wide as everyone bows to Titan. Everyone, including my old husband. Oh, dear Goddess. Titan was the one that day. The stranger who I couldn't see that my old husband bowed to by the road side. Titan was that powerful being. Everything makes more sense now. Titan and my old husband get into a conversation. Occasionally, their gazes darted to the car. Their lips are still moving. They are bargaining, discussing about us.

"Restrain her." The Titan King wasted no more time on words. The dynasty required an heir. If the bride could not conceive, he deemed it his personal responsibility to rectify the situation. At his signal, the maids stripped Snow White bare and placed her upon the ceremonial dais. She lay there, her knees drawn up, her hips trembling. Despite her attempts to resist, she was no match for the strength of the Titans. "Lush and ripe for the taking. I see traces of seed still upon you. Which of my sons did you bed before coming to see me?"

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

Noah murmured. He opened a drawer in his desk and took out a small black velvet box. “Bet… I miss you so much. Even after twenty years, how is it possible that your smile is still so vividly engraved in my mind? Medeline just asked me something ridiculous…” Noah began speaking to a portrait of Beatrice that he had painted himself, roughly the size of a 4-by-6 photograph. Beatrice von Erendelle is a princess of the Octopus Kingdom and the only woman Noah had ever loved. She died twenty years ago after giving birth to their daughter. Medeline had taken advantage of Beatrice’s weakened condition and attacked her.

"The Grand Prix - Eight-Man Tournament at the Honolulu Blaisdell Arena three years ago. Ares 'Titan' Reid. I didn't know he's your girls' brother." "Babe, you didn't tell me your brother is Titan," Rex says to Athena with beaming eyes. "He's an awesome fighter. We were all their front row seats." "What a coincidence," Don grins. "Never would expect to meet the World Title champion sisters. You two must be proud of your brother." "Dude is a beast. Hey, can one of you ask for an autograph or invite him to the house once? We would all love to meet him."

The Warrior’s Bride Queen Habiba looked at the maiden she was talking to. The little maiden had just been hired in the palace and she had requested her presence. She wanted to see what the girl was capable of. “What is your name?” Queen Habiba asked the young girl. “Samirah,” Samirah replied, looking into the Queen’s eyes. Her eyes held no emotion as she eyed Samirah. This woman looked very beautiful. She was dressed in the most expensive material from what Samirah could see, but what else would she expect from a Queen of her status.

Titan ignores me. “You need to walk away from this one.” Her expression turns serious again. “Ignacio is connected to the Osbornes.” That gets my attention. “The Osbornes?” “The Osbornes.” I frown. “As in Wendy Osborne?” Titan’s face immediately darkens. “I don’t even want to know why you know who that woman is.” “That’s not reassuring.” “Because she isn’t reassuring!” Titan snaps. “That bitch is completely insane.” Interesting. That makes two people who’ve said that now.

– lifted her kimono to reveal matching bandages, bloody with black grit. “Did you know my mother Sithgunt was Oni, fully bergresar, but my father Wotan the Raven, appears human? The vagaries of the moon render me mortal on the new moon, sweet Bride. Now Turry, meadowsweet, whatsoever is my name?” I balked: “Jarnja?” She nodded, violet mouth laughing over gorgeous, tempting fangs. “Oh Jarnja, we survived!” I near screamed, finally coming too enough to recognize the nails on the walls and her accroutements of runestave and navigational maps, and robes and swords aplenty.

At the three street rogues who had just defied his ancient pull. His white eyes burned brighter. "You survived the Titan birth," he said, and his voice didn't come from his mouth. It echoed directly inside my skull, bypassing my ears entirely and rattling around in my brain like a caged animal. "You are the first vessel strong enough to not shatter." Vane tightened his grip on his broadsword, stepping slightly in front of me. "She isn't a vessel, giant. She's our Queen." "She is my primordial bride," the First Alpha answered coldly, his white eyes never leaving mine. "And you have exactly ten seconds to drop my wife."