Titan's Fiery Wheels Novels & Stories

She couldn’t sit with an unreliable car, especially not with the hours she worked. Jake pulled into the parking lot and found her standing by her car, with Nitro and K-9 standing a few feet from her, each smoking a cigarette. He almost grinned, but he liked that they weren’t crowding her. He’d called her off limits, and they would treat her as that. “What’s wrong with the car?” he asked as he walked toward them. “Someone slashed all four of my tires,” she said with tears brimming in her eyes. Jake knew she was worried about the cost of replacing her tires and this act of vandalism worried him, especially with a second girl dead.

Glass began to spiderweb and crack under the thermal shock, and the liquid inside the tanks started to boil, hissing like a thousand angry snakes. Venus roared. It wasn't a human sound. It was a tectonic shift, a vibration so powerful it made the very marrow in my teeth ache and the reinforced walls groan in protest. Her golden eyes blazed with a prehistoric fury as she lunged toward the spreading wall of fire, her huge, spade-like hands swatting at the air as if she could simply smother the sun. But the flames were greedy. They climbed higher, licking at her silver-white hair and the ornate edges of her heavy robes, turning the white room into a kaleidoscope of flickering orange and bruised

"And there is no Vault left! You're just a machine with a broken script, dreaming of a world that doesn't want you!" The Fall of the Titan The Walker lunged, its front leg—a pillar of steel thirty feet thick—slamming down toward her. "NOW!" Elara screamed. Kael threw the final spark. The oil-soaked peat didn't just burn; it reacted with the trapped methane in the ice. A vertical sheet of orange flame erupted beneath the Walker’s chassis. The sudden, intense heat caused the ancient ice to "Spall"—it shattered with the force of an explosion. The Walker’s front-right leg dropped into the sea.

He was laughing—a cold, mechanical sound that chilled the marrow. "You think the 'Titan' is your salvation?" Thorne gasped, his body beginning to turn a solid, glowing "Silver-Crest" white. "He is the 'Sun-Eater's' final form! By giving him the engine, you have just initiated 'The Total Liquidation of the Living'!" Kaelen’s eyes didn't just glow; they "Detonated." The gold-and-sapphire light turned a solid, light-drinking black. The Genesis-Titan let out a roar that wasn't a greet, but a "Sovereign Command."

The Battle of the Two Earths The fleet confronted the Titan fifty miles off the coast. The creature didn't use lasers. It released a Mist of De-Evolution, a thick gray fog that, upon contact with the water, turned the vibrant Synthesis-plankton back into primitive, mindless sludge. "Keep the resonance high!" Elara commanded from the front of the ship. She held her salt spear aloft, her hair whipping in the wind. She wasn't healing people anymore; she was healing the atmosphere.

The wind which blew across the middle eastern desert slapped sand particles painfully against the skin and blew ferociously hot, but somewhere in the vast Arabian desert not far from the city, in the tent of Omar bin Khalid bin Aaban, the wind outside was like a cool winter breeze compared to the tension that stretched thin within and fanned a burning heat which was slowly developing. He stood tall a little distance away from his father who sat on a soft cushioned pillow, legs crossed and eyes closed, anger evident on his old wrinkled face. Omar was being impossible.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

She said her verse clear, and a new form of excitement swirled in her eyes. “I, Imelda Bloodstone, give myself to you from this day forward.” The fire around us vanished as a bright light blinded us. When we opened our eyes once again, a thin white band now wrapped around our ring fingers. The finger that connected straight to the heart. Imelda gasped, causing me to look up at her. Her eyes were set on the now dark skies above us. I followed her gaze to see a bunch of shooting stars fly across the open skies. I let out an excited laugh.

"Fair." Then the ground exploded. The Titan rose. It towered above the kingdom. Its body was covered in ancient armor, but beneath that armor was something far worse. There was no face. Only a smooth black surface with dozens of glowing eyes scattered across it. Its enormous mouth opened. The sound that came out wasn't a roar. It was thousands of voices. Every person who had ever died. Every warrior. Every wolf. Every forgotten soul. They all screamed at once. Emily covered her ears.

The Viper was fast enough to dodge and doubled over once the ground was blasted, with grains if sand and dirt rushing into the air. "Yeah, well," responded Viper, "I get that a lot!" Prometheus was forming another fireball when he was struck across the face so powerfully that tongues of lava flew from his mouth. It was Diana, her eyes glowing wildly and her still clenched fist sparking. Almost immediately, Carol attacked from the opposite direction, catching the Titan off guard. 'Lady Death!' the Titan spat, turning his gaze from Viper, 'You abuse my power!' "You mean the power that was my prison!" Diana shot back.