Titan Ocs Novels & Stories

The world didn't end with a whimper; it began with a scream of tortured metal. The Titan-Class Extraction Drill was a monstrosity of Southern engineering—a towering, spiral-threaded spire of black iron and reinforced diamond-grit that stood over sixty feet tall. It didn't just crawl; it bored into the permafrost on massive hydraulic treads, leaving a wake of pulverized stone and shattered ice. As its tip made contact with the outer quartz shield of the First City, the sound was a high-frequency shriek that made the wolves in the trenches howl in agony.

Octavio added, and Titan stiffed at his position and warned him with a low growl. “No witch business, do you understand?” “She could help us,” “Or she could send her wolf away. I don’t trust her just because that witchy ass love to satisfy your human cock,” Titan exclaimed rudely. “I will not allow you to take her away from me. Not this time when these leaches, rogues, and wolves knew about her heat. They will come for her, and not more than that. I want my seed inside her womb.” Titan cleared his intentions with no hint of emotions, but when Octavio looked down at the exhausted feature, he felt something.

"Randi, I'm going to the office early tomorrow, so help me tell the babies that they must keep this a secret, and mustn't tell anyone." "Understood!" ... Jenna didn't fall asleep until 4 a.m. The next morning, with severe dark circles under her eyes, Jenna rushed to work. All the way, she nervously covered her pockets, afraid that she would lose the little black box containing the priceless treasure. So many criminals had gone to great lengths to steal that chip, and Titan Group had spent so much manpower and financial resources to salvage it from the sea, this chip must be worth a lot of money.

"My son is no offering for any mud‑born monster. The Trinity of Blood in his chest is the only force capable of reversing the fracture. The three celestial barges will unleash their ion‑pulse batteries directly upon the rift’s mouth to seal the lava’s advance. Lawrence’s terrestrial regiments will form three lines of heavy pikes forged from rune‑iron in the Black Peaks Gorge. And the Overseas sorcerers will raise boiling‑water barriers along the flanks to channel the creature’s path." One of the star captains, Commander Lyra, looked up with a mix of respect and bewilderment. "Great Empress... thermal readings from our ships indicate that the First Titan is not walking upon the surface," Lyra

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.

Lydia’s pov The tactical telemetry screen in the war room was a constellation of urgent, flashing icons. "It isn't just the Sovereign," Cassian growled, his voice dropping into a register that made the glass panels vibrate. He dragged two more satellite feeds across the central wall monitor. "The L.V. Titan in the Arabian Sea and the L.V. Apex off the coast of Piraeus have both been targeted. Three of our largest heavy-cargo vessels are completely boxed in. Rogue maritime interceptors flying Vance Tactical colors are surrounding them, maintaining a fifty-yard perimeter, threatening to breach the hulls if our captains fire their engines."

Titan tells her, still watching closely. “Uncle Titan, look at this shell,” Andrew shows Titan a shiny shell. “Wow, bud!” Titan still has Odin in his arms. Mars- Attack! Left. “Sil! Move!” Titan yells as he kicks the rogue in the head. Titan holds Odin tight to his chest as he fights off six rogues. One finally gets his leg, making him fall in the sand. Mars- MATE! Titan looks up to see Zaphyra rip the throats off the rogues.

Titan was none the wiser still that she couldn’t go outside in daylight, or if she did she was fully covered with an umbrella and rushed inside before the steam of her burning skin could show. “I’m sorry,” Titan apologised, kissing each of her hands. “I just couldn’t bear to be without you.” “Who the f*ck is this, Titan? Another one of your whores?!” Lamia’s eyes flicked to the radiant she-wolf approaching them with hardened expression. “What is she talking about?” Lamia asked, looking between them. Titan appeared nervous while the woman stepped up to Lamia, sneering. “A pretty Omega, Titan. She doesn’t even have a wolf. Guards-”

The facility was a fortress of shipping containers, towering cranes, and deep, unnatural shadows. "Perimeter reached," Jade announced, her hands hovering over the Titan’s counter-signal array. "Broadcasting the 'Aether’s Silence' protocol… now." A pulse of invisible energy rippled from the Titan, a digital wave that crashed against the docks' hidden sensors. The high-pitched whine of the carbon-fiber wires suddenly died down. The "Severed Threads" went limp, their lethal tension stripped away by Jade’s counter-code. "Threads are offline!" Jax shouted. "OGs, move in!"

Rach comes back to the table and looks at Titan and pouts. "Titan no you are not taking her from me." Titan flashes her a toothy smile his brown eyes sparkling and turning to me, he puts his arm around my shoulders and looks back at Rach who plonks herself down in the seat he vacated shooting him daggers with her bright green eyes from across the table.