Titan Hunting Blinds Novels & Stories

“Oh my Gosh! Titania was stabbed on her shoulder! For Real!” Jane shouted, catching the attention of the other teams, including Ethan. Everyone averted their gaze in Titania’s direction. Hunter Athena also stepped back when she realized what she did. She dropped the dagger on the floor. Titania just remained standing in her spot holding her bleeding shoulders. IT took her ten seconds to register everything that happened to her. ‘Shit! This is not good. I was stabbed using a silver dagger. This wound won’t heal easily,’ Titania became problematic.

AVA The loud, blaring music and whispers waving through the crowd behind us fades away slowly the further we stepped into Hunter’s ridiculously huge parking lot. It’s cold, and I don’t need to look into a mirror to know my entire body is turning purple right now. The temperature of the frigid night air makes each tiny hair on my body stand straight up. I exhale a breath and bring two of my palms together, rubbing them for heat. But it’s useless as I’m practically bare in other parts of my body, and I have nothing else with me but this sexy shimmery swimsuit I had stupidly put on.

Me: "Moonstone powder and mistletoe." Melinda: "Cloak me now so none may know." Me: "Cloak me now so none may know." Melinda: "Silver blade and darkness deep," Me: "Silver blade and darkness deep," Melinda: "Invisibility now is mine to keep." Me: "Invisibility now is mine to keep." "Now, you can open your eyes," Melinda stated.

"Can I take off this blindfold, please?" "Yes, you can," Shadrach nodded, taking the blindfold off. Wynter adjusted her eyes to the brightness. Slowly, she removed the blindfold, and her eyes widened in awe. She was right; they were in a garden, but not the one everyone could expect. The indoor garden was a magical oasis. Strings of fairy lights hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden hue over the lush greenery. Each plant seemed to shimmer under the light, their leaves glistening like jewels.

She followed closely behind him and the two disappeared into the forest. "Did you notice?" Weaver asked and Alex nodded. "Her brother is blind. That's probably why she thought it best to talk it out." Alex said and Weaver nodded. "Don't tell the others about the male being blind. It'll provoke some of the others to try and run him off." Alex said and Weaver nodded in understanding. "I'll take a group to start setting up markers upon our new territory." Wever said and Alex nodded wondering how someone who couldn't see had survived this long. He had help from his sister but he didn't seem to rely on her. . . .

It crawled. "Target... active..." it skipped. It was dragging itself toward me. I reached for my railgun. It was gone, lost in the fall. I reached for my sidearm. The holster was empty. I had my knife. An obsidian blade, six inches long. The Titan was ten feet away. It was leaking violet fluid that hissed where it touched the star-metal. "You... don't... quit," I murmured. "Mission... parameters... absolute," the Titan said.

"He always says people don't recover from those areas. Some of them die instantaneously." Olivia shuddered at those chilly words but she enjoyed watching the guards practice with swords, spears, and arrows, some of which looked incredibly modernized. Titan himself seized an AK-47 shooting his target nine times without missing a beat. "Now that's how you shoot!" he thundered. "Get to it!" Olivia almost found herself clapping at all the distinctive death tactics. She watched Titan take a knife from his back pocket, and throw it right across the field. It lodged straight in the heart of a wooden target.

He slows down the car making her sigh in relief. But, it is too late now and suddenly they see a big container coming towards them. Sook-Ja yelps loudly as she feels the car being hit and she closes her eyes tightly waiting for impact.

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.

I wasn’t taking any chances. “I’m blind, dear. I can’t see whatever it is you are trying to hide, and heavens be damned if you think I will let you out of my sight for a split second. If you have every intention to take a shower, you better get to it right now,” I replied, and Vesta sighed in defeat.