Tiamat Heads Novels & Stories

Uh oh, the dude is massive. Damnon looked like a gigantic cyclops with three heads. I looked like an ant in comparison with him, and I am a fucking Lycan king. I am way bigger than a really tall human. Damnon’s head was resembling a bizarre combination of dragon-like ears with the exact shape of Kaida, his teeth and scales on his face were serpent like, and three eyes of an arachnoid placed on his mutant-like face were radiating neon-crimson light. As he swiped away with his arms, he was emitting flame. The tendrils of his flames would wrap around soldiers like a net that set and engulfed those captured within it in igniting fire. His Goliath-like body strutted around narrow channels of Damn

"I thought the Titans were already released." "No Lady Cain cast a spell to weaken the walls. That only caused the heatwave. Now you and I have to complete the ritual. Forces Talia," A short bald woman grabs her hand and jumps when Hatter steps on something. "This isn't good" She's looking at a creature that looks the same as an octopus but has twenty- four long limbs instead of eight. "Is that a cephalopod? I thought they only lived in the sea." Talia backed back closing her eyes and mumbling.

But the moment they stopped the roots fell on the ground and those that had captured some of the rogues opened releasing the rogue, but they were already dead. This gave Tia a chance to run to Matias and when she got close to him, she chanted a spell that sealed Matias mouth to prevent him from chanting any spells then bonded his hands and feet with a spell rendering him useless. She then scanned the stress looking for her twin and found her sitting on a tree not far from Matias with her head between her legs trying to stop the vibrations and the noise.

“I don’t care what you call yourself now. You’ll scream the same way Lira did when I struck her down in the realm between realms.” My jaw clenched. Ryan stepped forward slightly, fists balled. “You’re sick.” “I’m enlightened,” Tamar said, voice smooth. “You don’t know what she is capable of. What will do to this planet if she is not put down. But I do. And I know exactly what must be done.” Suddenly, the shadows moved. The Horax emerged from the broken arches and shattered corridors, their armor matte-black, etched with runes that bled faint red light. Dozens of them. Maybe more. They circled like predators.

She laid the boy’s heads on me and smirked, “Here’s their heads, mom! I grew stronger!” My mouth dropped on the floor, and I could feel my stomach aching all over again. The pain was overbearing, my insides twisting around and prevents me from breathing. “Didn’t you want this? To kill them?” She asked, then put the knife on her head and I watched as her head rolled over the ground. I yelled, and seeing Rem from behind her. “Hello darling. Don’t cry, we can make other pups.” I almost gagged at what he said, looking for Kai but he was nowhere.

“MOTHER!” “You made the right choice, your majesty, you can rest in peace,” Natalia said, picking up the decapitated head. She cradled it to a chest, closing her eyes. Temara continued to scream, held closely by Sebastian. Fury burned in Madaline’s eyes but no one moved. “You’re a hard mortal to persuade. Maybe next time, I will go for that one,” Thiton said, pointing at Sebastian. Natalia’s blood ran cold. She lifted her head and glared at him. Thiton felt his entire body tremble feeling her glare on him.

Black smoke slithered between tents like a sentient being watching and searching. On the far left side of the camp, she could see a large group of beasts gathering. Embertaurs with their shadowy bodies and yellow eyes made up about a third of the group, but the other were unlike any creature she’d seen before. Biped beasts with dark feathered wings and scaled heads with four eyes clicked their strange beaks. Creatures that had bodies similar to those of alligators but with long necks flicked forked tongues and swung their clubbed tails. Another with the head of a bull and body of a lion standing on two legs sprouted armored plates down its back. Wings, beaks, scales, horns, and fur flashed o

"They built a paradise while they planned to drown the world below." "It’s not a paradise," I said, my eyes locked on the largest spire in the center—a needle of obsidian and chrome. "It’s a cage. And the Matriarch is the bird who thinks she owns the sky." "Mama, the metal-men are pointing their fingers at us," Luna whispered. She was right. Along the rim of the glass dome, rows of orbital cannons were rotating, their muzzles glowing with the same sickly blue plasma we had encountered in the void.

A massive black wolf suddenly cut across her path, forcing her to skid and fall hard. Its fur was pure midnight, sleek and star-flecked. Ice-blue eyes locked onto her with electric intensity. Muscles rippled beneath the dark pelt as it circled her once, never breaking that stare. She didn’t need the mate bond screaming in her blood to know who it was. Ronan. He jerked his head toward his own back. In this form he couldn’t speak, and without a reciprocal mark she had no mind-link. The meaning was still unmistakable. More than twenty wolves surrounded her in a loose, lethal ring. Running was pointless.

Xareth moved forward without hesitation, cloak trailing like ink across the ground. “I will speak with your Alpha,” he said, his voice commanding. For a moment, there was only wind. And then, the ground erupted. The earth cracked open, and a colossal figure rose from beneath the soil, sand cascading off his body like water. The sheer power of his presence made the air vibrate. He was unlike anything I had ever seen, massive, ferocious and ancient. And worst of all, he had two heads. Two snarling, growling heads that moved independently, their glowing eyes burning into Xareth like twin suns.