Titan Alt Novels & Stories

She is not that rich girl anymore, she has to support her family and children, dignity is worthless in front of life! Jenna was waiting for the elevator in the lobby when she suddenly saw a group of bodyguards escorting a person towards the VIP elevator not far away. Wherever that person passed, all the staff lowered their heads and respectfully greeted, "Good morning Mr. Adams!" Because of the distance and angle, she couldn't see the man too clearly, but she knew that it was Berrick, the president of Titan Group! However, she felt that the slender and upright figure was somewhat familiar? ......

As of the time Viktor and the man arrived, the medicine applied on my head had yet to circulate. So, it took a little while for my brain to become fully active again. Slowly, I returned my gaze from the man to Viktor. “No, I haven't met him before” “Are you sure about that?” He said. I nodded. “ I'm sure”. “Titan is my name,” he introduced. “Titan?” I asked. “ Have we met before?” “I'm Alpha Titan,” he said. An Alpha? I was right about him. He looks royal from his appearance.

he sheepishly grinned/ His dazzling smile captured the hearts of the audience. Everyone smiled and nodded, mumbling on how it was a good idea. Altren raised his hand. The room went silent. he slowly began to read out the card’s content. “Today I am here to confirm that I, Altren zain, the heir of zein corporation, am in fact the superhero named Alta. I got my hero license when ii was system and thereby released from the academy as a lawful citizen.” The words felt dry and lifeless. He did not like them one bit.

And far beyond that, like a mirage of heaven, the Citadel gleamed against the sky, daring him to dream. The quarry was already alive with noise by the time Tunde arrived, picks clanging against rock, engines sputtering, and the occasional crackle of static from the Citadel drones overhead. People moved like ants below the pit walls, heads bowed, backs bent, chasing the shimmer of Adrium in the dirt like it was salvation.

The older sister scowled at the little one, who rolled her eyes and giggled in response. “Alette and Adelina.” Atlas motioned to the two sisters. The six-year-old, Adelina, flashed a dimpled smile at me while Alette gave me a wary glance. “This is my true-mate, Raelynn.” “Don’t mind Alette, she worry’s too much.” Adelina snorted, smiling at Atlas and I, much more intelligent than I would’ve pegged a six-year-old. “She’s Atlas’s true-mate Alette, you know she wouldn’t hurt us.”

Harbor, the titan of the ocean. Atlas, the titan of the sky. Una, the titan of memories. Everest, the titan of land. Raiden, the titan of thunder and lightning. Azar, the titan of fire. Lewis, the titan of war. Ahava, the titan of love. Amara, the titan of beauty. Astrea, the titan of fantasy. Hakim, the titan of intelligence. And lastly, Hadeon, the titan of destruction. They were the children of Titus, the father of all titans.

It is like he has me in a trace that I couldn’t escape. “Snowy?” his deep voice asks, and I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. For once I don’t mind the stupid childhood nickname, as long as he is the one calling me it. “Oh, have you not met our new recruit yet? Max this is Raven, aka Snowy. Snow this is Alpha Max” Colton continues, lucky he seems oblivious to the obvious tension building between us. Hopefully, nobody else in the group notices our little stare contest.

A few seconds later, the voices from the other room grew louder. "System active. Runes synchronized. Initiating shipment." Rayden didn't have time to copy every file, but one folder name caught his eye. [Altair Consortium - Unofficial Shipping Access] His hands froze. Altair. The name was not foreign. One of the oldest, most reclusive families in the world of cultivators. They never appeared in public, but their influence was everywhere. If the Bramastas were connected to Altair, then this conflict was no longer about a single city, but a massive network moving in the dark.

♠ You shoot me down, but I won't fall, I am titanium. ♠ Week 4. "It's called rebranding." Reya smiled, sipping the glass of juice gingerly. "What does that mean?" "Good question.” she leaned in further, "it's like doing away with those issues that weigh you down and taking on the good side of why you're alive despite everyone."

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.