Titan Savior Novels & Stories

my voice breaks off on a sob, theres no fucking way. The man contiunes chanting the same thing but something is different now, "Prințesa noastră pierdută din clanul românesc a fost găsită, trezește-i pe bătrâni și pregătește-te de război. I can feel the pressure start to build around me, seeping inside my body and warming me from the inside out.

Heriberto protested, stepping back. "But your bones are magical," Vida said. "We use Tate as the bait. We trap the Siphon in her. And then... we push it into you." She smiled. It was a terrifying expression. "And then we kill you." The silence in the cathedral was deafening. "No," Heriberto whispered. "I came here to save the world, not to be a sacrifice." "You wanted to be a savior," Marcus Blackthorn drawled from the shadows. "Here is your chance. Martyrdom is very popular these days." I looked at Heriberto. Then at Tate.

"Give me a break Maya," "You said it yourself Titan, he's a drifter. He could have saved himself long before you came. He could be in Timbuktu by now but he didn't because he did not want to leave Olivia. If that's not selflessness, then I don't know what is."

he said quickly, standing up, his voice more urgent now. I stared at him, breathing hard. His words made sense, but something in me resisted the comfort they tried to offer. “You expect me to believe that?” I asked, voice shaking. “That you just happened to recognize my pain and decided to be my savior?” “I’m not a savior,” he said softly. “I’ve never been one.” “Then why were you banished?” I demanded, crossing my arms tightly over my chest to stop myself from shaking. “If Titan trusted you so much, if you were his beta, his best friend, what could you possibly have done that made him erase you so completely that I never even heard your name?”

I drop my head in defeat and sob loudly feeling helpless. "Please Alessandro come soon. I know that nothing can stop you from saving me. So, please don't be late or I don't know what they will do to our little bean. I am scared and our baby too. Please I need you." I say aloud in hope that somehow Alessandro will hear my pleading and come through the door to save me. I know what I am expecting seems impossible but I am not going to lose hope till my last breath. Because I have faith in God and my bond with Alessandro that he can't die leaving me alone in the hands of these monsters. So, he is going to come here and save me like he has promised to do.

“Full of regret, he went to church. He begged the Virgin Mary to take everything he had, even his life, if it meant the girl could be happy in her afterlife. “That’s when he saw someone else was already there, kneeling at the altar. “It was his twin brother.” Dylan wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He took Harper’s hand and kissed it intensely, then continued the story. “That was when the older brother understood that the moment he had fallen in love with the elder sister, his younger brother had also fallen for her bright and cheerful younger sister. “Fortunately, by the grace of Heaven, their sincerity was acknowledged. They were given a chance to begin again and to stand before

Harbor, the titan of the ocean. Atlas, the titan of the sky. Una, the titan of memories. Everest, the titan of land. Raiden, the titan of thunder and lightning. Azar, the titan of fire. Lewis, the titan of war. Ahava, the titan of love. Amara, the titan of beauty. Astrea, the titan of fantasy. Hakim, the titan of intelligence. And lastly, Hadeon, the titan of destruction. They were the children of Titus, the father of all titans.

Through the translucent obsidian walls of the inverted spire, deep within the hollow core where the massive iron chains converged, something was moving. It wasn't machinery. It wasn't brass. It was a vast, undulating mass of pale, calcified bone and ancient, dormant flesh—a monstrous, forgotten titan from the age before the Great Divide, its massive chest rising and falling in a slow, agonizing breath that had been fed for three centuries by the blood of the north. The Council hadn't been draining our people to power a war machine. They had been keeping the titan asleep. And now, with the blood-siphon broken and our sovereign fire flooding the ancient matrix, the titan's eyes—massive, multi-

They were solid orbs of white light. "Steady!" Malachi shouted over the roar of the energy. Sloane felt the amber fire lashing out at him. It scorched his shirt. It bit into his chest like needles. He did not let go. He looked down into Elena's eyes and saw the raw terror of a girl who had been told she was sick for twenty-four years. She had no idea she was a goddess being born to purge the world. "Stay with me, Savior." His voice was a rasp, his muscles bulging as he fought to keep her down. "Fight it."

There must be a way. "And now, we heard from one of the guards that the same witches that you went to for help, turned against you in the peak of the war," Elder Han said and all the elders began mumbling to themselves. "That same decision would have killed you and your warriors if not for the intervention of your rival, Titan." "Titan did not save me," I responded quickly, venom filling my voice. "He did not save me and neither did he have my army."