Titan's Fiery Wheels Novels & Stories

As though the battle unfolding around him was merely another step toward a destination only he could see. Then the battlefield tore open, and the vision became something else. The Citadel Mountain rose before her, vast and black against a sky split by impossible light. Three flames circled it. Red moved first, violent and magnificent, wrapping the mountain in rings of infernal heat. Gold followed, older, deeper, twining around the red in spirals that looked sometimes like an embrace and sometimes like a strangling chain. Then white fire erupted from below, brilliant enough to turn the shadows transparent, winged and wild and terrifyingly alive. The three flames twisted around one another, co

He kisses me above my curls which tickle until Jason latches onto my core and gives a gentle pull of his mouth. Jason keeps tormenting me with his wicked mouth and tongue, which makes me writhe under his touch. He touches don't let up and my body starts to heat up and my in my core there is a wonderful pressure beginning to build and the fire continues to build inside when Jason thrusts a finger inside of me and shortly after he adds a second one, the fire breaks free and my body clamps down on his hand.

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

Mostly people said her hair looked like flames of fire. Miranda was not any less better looking than her sister. She had beautiful long dark hair that complimented her bright blue eyes. Her eyes were so clear that looking into them made one feel as if they could see Miranda's soul! Miranda had a pair of long beautiful slender legs that made her look like a super model.

Suddenly, light flooded the room and looked confusingly at her. "What is the matter?" He asked her. "I don't like sleeping in the dark. It scares me." She said to him. This was another confirmation as to the fact that she was not his leader. "Nikamura can never sleep with lights on. She was trained in the dark." He muttered. "I'm not Nikamura. I'm Aurelia and I can't sleep in the dark." She said to him. "Hmmm, of course, you're not her. I'll leave it on. Hopefully before we return to the mansion, we'll have sent you back to your body." He said to her.

In the Primordial’s wing, silence stretched thick across Titan’s study. The room was expansive, dimly lit by a few burning candles inside iron sconces along the tiled walls. Ancient runes pulsed faintly beneath the marble floor like veins beneath skin. Titan stood by the towering glass ceiling window, hands clasped behind his back as he overlooked the winding staircases below and beyond them—the ancient forest. Even from here, it felt restless tonight. His silver eyes narrow slightly. “Did the forest react to her presence?” he asks at last.

I threw my weight into the metal bar. The gears were stripped. The chains snapped. The huge iron pot dropped.. It didn't fall into the copper. It tilted. The glowing magma-like essence poured back into the titans chest. The effect was instant. A shockwave of red energy erupted from the Earth-Shaker. The boring-drills vaporized. The chains holding his shoulders snapped like thread. The stone titan stood tall. His eyes burned with the fury of a volcano that had been re-ignited. The Void-ink in my veins recoiled. It hissed. It retreated back to my fingertips. It was suppressed by the explosion of Celestial light.

Torin’s roar physically shook the ash from the sky. The ten thousand wolves didn't leap toward the cathedral-sized Titan. They spread out, forming a massive, interlocking crescent around the base of Mount Cinder. They shifted into their human forms, dropping to their knees in the burning ash, and slammed their bare hands into the scorched earth. They didn't push peace. They acted as a colossal, biological heat-sink.

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.

A pillar of pure cyan energy, over a hundred feet in diameter and carrying the wrath of a dying star, struck down from the heavens! The beam tore straight through the Titan's violet psychic shielding, violently slamming into the dead center of its colossal mass. A geyser of acidic, green blood erupted into the sky like a volcanic eruption. The Titan unleashed a psychic shriek of agony that literally boiled the surrounding ocean. Its massive body crashed heavily back into the sea, triggering a second, even more terrifying tsunami. "Now! Max altitude!"