Titan's Bride Novels & Stories

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

Oh, that damned peach blossom robbery! "Since you insist, I'll tell you that Jade is not an earthling but rather a member of the Titan Tribe from another universe." "Titan women are a disaster for ordinary men..." Alex discussed the frightening aspects of the Jade. Then he added, "So, Xerxes, if you want to marry my master Jade again, you must become stronger. When you are stronger than the Titan Tribe, when you can withstand her special physique, you will be qualified… However, this path, destined to be difficult, may cause your other women to have reservations. You think about it!"

Thanus relaxed by leaning back in his seat and resting his arms on the sides, waiting for the fighter to remove his or her robe, even though he and Kaede already knew who it was. Even from afar, he could smell her. He could hear her weak heartbeat. He could feel her coldness. Thanus' jaw clenched. It was her. Titania Summer. "She's here," Neru murmured at his side. His tone was puzzled. He, too, was astonished to see his alpha's mate in the fight ring in the midst of Harrington City. Kaede snarled, and I yanked his leash while focusing his full attention on his underground fighter luna.

“My other brother is wed to a lass far to the east whom we have never met. They too will have to couple for the emissary and they are yet strangers to one another. You are lucky to know me, are you not?” “It would appear so,” she said softly as she let him help her to her feet. The emissary, fortunately, seemed to be so excited by the idea of watching them couple that he put the paper away without even checking if the ink was dry enough not to smudge. They waited for the priest to finish, neither of them really listening to him. Finally, Padraig put his arm around Eliana’s waist and held her tightly to his side as they led the emissary down the hall and up the stairs to his bed chamber.

'' With a heavy heart, he nod then lead his bride to the war room where many were gathered in anticipation. They all raised to their feet and bow, then waited for Rydstorm to take his seat before they sat again. Catori stood to his left with her hand behind her back, feeling awkward and looking all over the room. After realising that his mate didn't have a seat, he got up and offered his to her. ''Please, have my seat.'' Catori smiled at Rydstorm but shook her head, ''I'll be alright, you are their king.'' ''And you are their queen. Besides, what kind of king or man would I be to have my mate standing?''

The Warrior’s Bride “My prince .” Fareeda said, trying as much as possible to hide her fear. “Your prince? “ Prince Amir asked, looking at her. Her fear was very obvious. There was nothing he could do to her. She was already another man’s bride. “When you rejected me was I your prince?” He asked, leaning against a tree in front of her. Fareeda looked up at him, wondering where this was going. She opened her mouth to speak when he stopped her.

With a sharp huff, Cain turned and walked away, the crowd parting for him as he passed. Behind him, Vera lifted her glass. Orion met it with his own. They clinked them together, identical smirks stretching across their lips. And for the first time that night, Vera felt it fully— This was only the beginning. —— “Your dress is stealing the show, Ms. Vera,” Maya whispered beside her as they stood watching Didi and Cain stroll slowly down the aisle. The press were everywhere. Cameras flashed like lightning. Phones were raised high, people stretching on their toes just to get a better view of the bride and her gown. Vera overheard a group of women behind her murmuring breathlessly that they would

“Miss Christine sure is delusional. Mr. Vincent is the Godfather of the Medici family. He’s worth billions. In New York, anyone with status treats him with the utmost respect.” “Isn’t he getting married to his fiancée in five days? And she’s saying he’s the love of her life? Does he even know who she is? Every Cinderella dreams of marrying into wealth, but not just anyone off the streets can be the Godfather’s woman.” I walked out of the hospital and, in a daze, got onto the subway. At that moment, my phone vibrated. When I checked it, I saw that Elena had sent several photos in a row. They were wedding photos of her and Vincent, taken in Central Park. The wedding dress she wore was the same

She had Dark hair, red lips, and a scar on her chin. The girls bow their heads in her presence. “My name is Lilith, Luna” she says giving me a little curtesy. “I will be teaching you how to please Lord Lennox, I shall already assume that you are a virgin.” I refuse to answer that question, I already hate the idea that I would be giving my virtue to Alpha Lennox. Was he mocking me with these teachings. “I don’t need you” I answered playing with my fingertips. “You do, I will be back after the wedding.” she says calmly, “I will come and I will teach you what you must do to Please him. So that you can bear children for him.”

Without another word, Caelia turned and left, disappearing down the hall. *** The palace loomed ahead, the city below alive with the bustling of hectic daily lives, unaware of what flew above them. Caelia, Rhyzar, and the white titan circled high in the sky, their forms concealed by magic. Despite the behemoth's sheer size, not a soul below noticed it. The titan refused to remain far, its intangible form settling directly in the heart of the capital, its enormous claws sinking into the streets—yet not a single house shook, and not a single person screamed.