Titan Nightwing Novels & Stories

But then I will have to control my wolf ! “Don’t worry about me, Ryder. I am willing to lay back to execute Chester’s plan,” Titan replied and disappeared at the back of my head. “Thanks bud,” I murmured sleepily and sunk into in my intoxicated state of slumber dreaming happily about my mate.

"I see, well, I better get going. If these men are going to have a shot at winning tonight, I have to not just monitor them with my magic but intervene at certain times as well." Olivia nodded. "Please protect them," "I will," he promised. And with that, he turned around and walked away. *** Upstairs, Titan was putting on his soldier's armour when Olivia walked in. "You look mighty good in that," He smiled. "Yeah? I look mighty good in anything," She came closer, helping him dress. "You come back to me okay? No excuses." "War doesn't exactly work like that," "I just said no excuses," Titan hid a smile"Then I guess I have to be here, don't I?"

“I hear ya, Nelson,” Titan says into the phone. “I can send Gavin after I talk to Iris; he is her Beta.” “I appreciated the help. It appears to be one guy but he took out two of my best with three humans,” Nelson explains. “Im sorry you lost two of your best. My condolences for the families. I’ll talk to Iris as soon as I can,” Titan tells him. After the call, Titan calls a meeting of the ranked members. “I don’t get a personal invitation anymore?” Iris teases as she comes in.

"Yes, Alpha. The intel is solid. As we speak, the council of Nightwing are about to hold a meeting regarding the next Alpha." Aiden's gaze fixed on a particular spot and he didn't even realize when a smile spread slowly across his face. Wide and cold and certain. "I must have done something truly good in my previous life. Summon all the men. Every army. Because today, we attack Nightwing pack and we will take it over!!" His eyes flickered with a darkness that had been sitting inside of him for years, patient and hungry, waiting for exactly this kind of moment to arrive. The lust for the ambition he had harbored for so long was finally answering his call.

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

he began, his voice carrying easily, “today marks a turning point in our history.” Serena’s expression didn’t change. “After the passing of our Alpha,” he continued, “we have acted to ensure the stability and strength of this pack.” A pause. “Damien Blackthorn, Alpha of Nightwing, has been chosen to lead Mooncrest forward.” Serena didn’t move. Her gaze remained fixed on what was happening now. This should have been hers. It should have been. But it wasn’t just because she was a girl. Damien stepped forward then.

I asked. “I saw a man who believed he still had a claim. Like he still has possession of you.” “I am not a possession!” I defended. “You are my Luna,” Hayden said with a faint smile. “And that makes me what? A symbol? A trophy?” I asked. “It makes you the face of Nightwing,” he replied. “And what does that make me as a woman?” I asked, but he did not answer. “Say it,” I push. “What does it make me?”

“But they’re also fiercely independent. The Winter’s Claw pack doesn’t rely on anyone but themselves, and they expect the same from others. If you can prove your strength to them, they’ll stand by your side. But if they see any sign of weakness, they won’t hesitate to cut ties.” Theo paused, his finger tracing the outline of the African continent on the map. "In Africa, there is a pack unlike any other," he began, his voice carrying a tone of deep respect. "The Obsidian Claw pack, nestled within the dense jungles of the Congo. They're a fierce and ancient pack, led by Alpha Jengo and his Luna, Nia. The pack's territory is vast, spanning across treacherous terrain where only the strongest sur

"You really think it's Avery Knight?" "I know it is. And I’m going to find out what he wants." The next morning, I met Daniel in a quiet cafe on the East Side. He slid a file across the table. "This came in late last night. Knight isn’t just a businessman. He’s a ghost. No social presence. No family. Just trails of broken partnerships, vanished CEOs, and liquidated assets. He burns down whatever he touches." "So why Titan?" "Because you took it from Elizabeth. And she was his mouthpiece."

The New Titan’s Descent (Intermediate Level of Proficiency): Tapping into the power of your ancestry allows you to explore the realms of power – by donning the skin of a Titan! The strength of the Titan depends on the amount of Titanic blood that remains in you. It was said that in the past that Titans like Gaia could easy hold a planet in one hand. This is no myth, but truth. Do you have what it takes, to ever take on such a powerful form?