Titan Prodigy Novels & Stories

Novas pov When Axel told everyone I graduated my heart stopped my dad and step monster didn’t know I was fast tracking school the Alpha broke me out of my thoughts my telling me congratulations though I could still feel Kristy’s piercing gaze trying to burn a hole through my skull. “ Thank you Alpha. Dad please don’t be mad I didn’t tell you I didn’t want to disappoint you if I couldn’t fast track.” While I wait for my dad’s answer I can feel Axels eyes fall on me like he is wondering why I would keep it a secret especially from my dad. “Pumpkin I can never be mad at you for doing what you think is right. I love you I have to go meet with the patrols but you be good okay” “yes sir” is all I

New rap music banged and filled the air before a bright spotlight was turned on. When Titania Summer emerged from the right corner, everyone exclaimed and snapped their necks. She jogged to the stage and entered the cage while wearing a magnificent white fighting robe with hoods covering her face. A smirk tugged at her mouth as she removed the hoods, revealing her long black hair in small braids. She appeared tough and hardboiled, with earrings on her brows, nose, and lower lip. Whistles and cusses blended with the loud music, and Titania felt even hotter than her surname. She was known as one of the underground fighters who had never been defeated. There has never been a loss. She would not

CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

The Genesis-Titan let out a roar that wasn't a greet, but a "Sovereign Command." "I AM THE HUNGER!" And the boy began to eat the souls of the Elite Viewers.

Its name is 'What if A prodigy got reincarnated as a prince'. Please add this to your library and vote if you like it.//

Amidst the astonished exclamations, Severin saw his own name rapidly appearing on the black stone monument. [Severin Feuillet, Chaotic Constitution, chaotic swordwill, thirty years old, complete-stage level four paragon, ranked 10th on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of Galaxy Philosophy!] As these characters were engraved on the All-Era Prodigy Ranking, Severin immediately felt a surging force emanating from the black stone monument. Following that, a dazzling cluster of starlight flew out from it, and swiftly entered his body.

What kind of existence was this man? The Sword Titan was a Demigod, and he was the sort of existence that sat on the top of the pyramid in the eyes of the entire Second World. Yet, he was beaten up by the young man in front of him and had surrendered to him willingly. How powerful was this young man? Was he someone the Kim Clan could afford to offend? Tyr stood in front of the window. When he saw Nox downstairs, he was startled and couldn’t help but chuckle aloud. “Oh! It’s you!”

"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.

“You know,” Titan murmurs, his voice unusually quiet, “I waited so long for my mate that I almost convinced myself I never had one.” Maxine blinks. “What? How could that be? From everything you’ve told me—” “I know.” His gaze drifts away from hers. “But ever since I was a child… There were rumours.” A knot formed in Maxine’s stomach. “What kind of rumours?” For several seconds, Titan remains silent. His eyes lowered to the polished wooden desk between them. When he finally speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper. “A prophecy.”

But it was what came behind them that truly terrified me. Three figures, each standing twenty feet tall, covered in silver armor that seemed to absorb light. They moved with impossible grace for their size, and where their feet touched the ground, the earth withered. "Titan-class hybrids," Chen whispered—she'd been conscripted as our intelligence officer, her knowledge too valuable to waste. "Theoretical only, I thought. The energy required to maintain that size should be impossible." "Unless they're using multiple power sources," I realized. "How many Moonsingers did the Council really kill? How many did they harvest?"