Titan Hunting Blinds Novels & Stories

Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky. Several armed police helicopters thundered overhead. Their blinding white searchlights enveloped the highway, lighting up the darkness like it was broad daylight.

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!”

Arriving at the last place I'd met with Titan, my eyes found him standing closer to a tree. His hands hugged each other behind him. Is he going to take me under a tree? Whatever. What do I expect from a Caveman in the first instance? Taking a little step further, my feet halt right in front of him. Even though the night is darker and the full moon is the only thing that gives brightness, Titan’s green eyes shine across the darkness. They are beautiful. Unique. Never seen anything like it. Or should I say, ‘The only eyes almost similar to his are that of the Alpha of the Rogue,’ but you can still tell the difference.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.

"Alright, alright." The Titans attempting to disable the nuclear warhead were also growing smarter, leaping into the air at strange angles to try and get a lucky shot past our shields. With half my shield gone I had to rotate my Sentinel's body to catch the bullets, shells, or plasma before anything embedded itself into my partially exposed cockpit. I took a moment to get a good look at what I was facing. One Titan, identical to the one we'd destroyed, sported four railguns, each barrel the size of a bus. It hung to the rear of the group, giving cover fire and trying to sneak shots past my Sentinel's shield.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

A hand clasped his shoulder and he looked up to find Titan beside him the rest began to gather until they were standing in a circle with the lifeless body of the Tideian in the center. "What now?" Bay asked. "We dispose of him," Titan told them. "Where?" Hiro interrogated. "To a place, no one would think of looking." Titan whistled and two great sharks appeared suddenly, making the others jump away in alarm. They watched Titan whisper things to the sharks and they casually picked up Tide and turned the other way. "That would take care of it and now that he has broken the princess's heart, I have to act fast." He turned his back to his friends. "Oh, Roan, don't be so glum, you wanted this as

Killian whispered, his voice a low, predatory hum. ​The "Primal Eye" in the sky was no longer a single iris. It had fractured into a thousand smaller "Lenses"—each one a scouting-drone the size of a city block. They were systematically "Scanning" the Tundra, looking for the Gold-signature of the twins. They were searching for the "Power Source" they had lost at the mountain.

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. Scars etched all over his body which told stories of countless battles he had won. But it wasn’t his size that froze me. It was the emptiness in his eyes. Cold. Unflinching. Merciless. I raised my hands, hoping my silver aura would slow him down, make him hesitate. It didn’t. Not a flicker. Not even acknowledgment that I existed. “He can’t feel it,” I whispered, dread creeping in. Raven’s laugh was low and cruel. “Correct. Titan is immune to your gift. Rare, but not unheard of among wolves who survive long in the wild. You’ll have to fight him the old way.”

SABRINA SANTIAGO Everywhere and everything has been dark and blurry for the past sixteen years. My eyes had no vision. That horrible day still haunts me every single day. Laying on my bed and seeing absolutely nothing but the light that shades the blind was what I have faced since the accident that took my parent. There was a huge celebration going on today in our pack. Alpha's from all the different cities came to our pack. There was always a celebration where the unmated try to find their mate. This happens every year when there is a full moon.