Titan Shifters Novels & Stories

Victor looked at him, then addressed the others. “I was thinking of giving him the name ‘Papiro,’” he said, “but honestly, it sounds foolish. Titus deserves a stronger name. From now on, he will be called Titan.” Victor’s words were strong and clear, and the rest of the members immediately responded, chanting in unison, “Titan, Victor’s right hand… Titan, the name of the new moon… Titan, will lead us to Victory!” The chant echoed through the room, and Victor raised his hand to silence them. “Titan is now my second-in-command,” he declared, his eyes scanning the room, “and you will all follow his orders as if they were my own.”

I held my arms out and then turned around before raising my shirt for the gun I was holding to be captured. It’s all procedures and I get it. “Hello Titan,” I mumbled as I walked in. “Your precautions still as tight as ever.” “As tight as a pussy.” Titan appeared. Shirtless, as usual. His arms have been covered with more tattoos and his chest, barely a quarter is visible at this point. “It’s good to see you,” I told him. “I could say that to your papa.” I paused, with just a smile. Titan and Wade were close friends back in the day and it’s the reason I can always walk in here for a favor.

Moments later, a roar falls from my lips as I transform into my massive, dark brown wolf, Janus. DANTE A mile in as Titan sprints towards the pack house, I hear screams. Titan glances over to see a man pounding away at some poor woman. He quickly glances away once we reach them and takes off like a bat out of hell so we aren’t spotted. Technically, I wasn’t supposed to show Titan to anyone. Shifters wouldn’t understand the blue crescent Moon between our eyes.

Their heads were sensor clusters glowing with a singular red eye. Their right arms ended in rotary cannons. Their left arms were anti-riot shock prods, crackling with enough electricity to jumpstart a city. "Titans!" Ben screamed, his voice muffled by the mask. "We can't fight those! Small arms are useless!" The Titans stepped onto the maintenance rails. They didn't need to walk the bridge; they had magnetic clamps on their boots. They walked heavily along the walls, flanking the team, their cannons spinning up with a sound like tearing canvas.

The introduction went like this. Titan: My name's Titan. Fifteen. 80kg. 5 feet 4 inches. I know I'm fat, so don't dare talk behind my back about it or experience the most excruciating pain you've ever experienced in your entire life. This is not an empty threat, mind you. I'm effin serious. Next!

Titan advised. "Well, here is something I won't regret," Asher said leaning forward. "I think it's great you're being more affectionate and loving towards Olivia. I saw the ride yesterday and I know how comfortable you have to get with someone before shapeshifting, not to even mention taking them out on rides and stuff," As though he didn't hear a word Asher said, Titan effortlessly changed the topic. "The guards might need to stay with the other pack for a few more weeks,"

he said finally. “That thing doesn’t follow commands the same way the others do.” “What does that mean?” “It means,” Adrian said, his voice tightening slightly, “You don’t direct it.” A beat. “You point it.” Lyra swallowed. The system pulsed again. Stronger. Heavier. [TITAN-CLASS GUARDIAN ONLINE] [CONTROL LINK: UNSTABLE] [PRIMARY DIRECTIVE: ENGAGE HOSTILE THREAT] The Titan moved. One step. The ground shook violently. Sand surged outward in a wave, smaller guardians staggering slightly as the massive construct advanced.

“Away from here. When I shift into Titan, don’t play, get on him and hold on for your dear life.” I nod and ask no more questions until he shifts. I have seen him do this so many times but it’s still so… enticing. I am tempted to hug and run my hands on Titan’s beautiful fur but Omario was clear on the urgency of the situation. Titan knows too because he does not try to lick my face as usual but lowers himself down for me to get on him. He sprints westwards at the fastest pace I have ever seen. I hold on around his neck and keep my eyes shut until he comes to a stop and shift back. That’s when I see Terrence sprinkling a lot of blood on the forest floor.

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?"

Then he said the words that changed everything. “It’s a failsafe.” Silence. Ayesha’s mind spun. Failsafe? For what? Zayn continued. “When Titan was created, it wasn’t built to be invincible. It had a weakness—a shutdown sequence.” Leena frowned. “Yeah. And we used it.” Zayn nodded. “Exactly.” He turned toward Ayesha. “But what if I told you… there’s another system?” Ayesha’s blood ran cold. Zayn continued.