Titan Slayers Novels & Stories

"Runs on a compressed-air engine. Cold, dark, and utterly silent. It can slip beneath the net if you stick to the ocean floor." "Then it’s settled," Tristan said. He placed his hands flat on the table, leaning forward. "We infiltrate the lower levels of the Iron-Port. The Slag-Works. We incite a worker uprising to cripple the city from within, disable the coastal cannons, and open the Titan’s Gate for the fleet." He looked at each of them. "Vespera wants to play a game of numbers. Let's show her what happens when the numbers fight back."

Their claws didn't just tear flesh; they injected Synthesis-Sparks. "We aren't killing it!" Kael roared over the creature's tectonic scream. "We're updating it! It's a part of the Earth stuck in the past! Give it the Now!" The Infection of Hope The Titan fought back with "Entropy-Tendrils," massive whips of black sludge that aimed to dissolve the shifters' bones. Roric got hit in the shoulder, his arm turning gray and withered instantly. "Roric!" Elara screamed as she jumped from the ship onto the Titan's back. She slammed her hand onto his wound, channeling the planet's new vitality through her heart and forcing the cells to recall their future. The gray faded, replaced by a shimmering silv

It had waited since the world was young. Now it knew the flames were burning again. Its time had come. Back in Crimson Ridge, Elizabeth met with her war councilIsolde, Jaxon, Kieran, the Flame Order’s eldest, and the emissaries of three other High Packs. “The Titans,” Isolde began, gesturing to an ancient map, “are not gods. They are forces. Older than shape or time. Born in the void before creation. The Moon Goddess didn’t destroy them she bound them beneath the elements.”

A woman’s voice, gentle and raw, whispering as his newborn body burned with unnatural fire: “Ix vel’ara zha. Kai thrak’eth nex ix, ix-lir kharuun.” “I love you… be strong for me, my little warrior.” His mother’s final gift. The Shadow Queen. Her death hadn’t been for nothing. And now, after all this time, he wasn’t the only one marked by that place. Not the only one broken… or built for more. He closed the file gently, rage and clarity thrumming beneath his skin. His flame danced wilder, answering the beast inside him.

“PLEASE DON’T DIE!” Rian threw glowing pellets. “WHY ARE THEY GETTING BIGGER?!” Selene sighed. “Because the Architect is panicking.” Kael flung a slash of shadow so powerful the titan reeled backward. “GOOD.” He planted his feet at the Rift’s edge, shadow-wings flaring like blades. “You’re not getting through,” he growled. The titan lunged—Kael met it head-on. The battlefield shook violently as their clash sent shockwaves across the valley.

It was a shout from outside that made us panic. "Kill them!" A barbaric voice yelled, and multiple of the rogues came inside. They started killing some innocent slaves while the Lycan King’s troops were fighting with them. One of their guards fell in front of me lifeless; my hands were trembling when I searched for the keys that they used to our shack. I was breathless, and I knew that my life might be finished, despite the fact that I wanted to get revenge and justice with my bare hands. "Gotcha!" I whispered and tried every key to remove the shackles. When I successfully removed it, some of the slaves shouted at me that they needed some help. I rushed towards them and helped them remove th

"My son is no offering for any mud‑born monster. The Trinity of Blood in his chest is the only force capable of reversing the fracture. The three celestial barges will unleash their ion‑pulse batteries directly upon the rift’s mouth to seal the lava’s advance. Lawrence’s terrestrial regiments will form three lines of heavy pikes forged from rune‑iron in the Black Peaks Gorge. And the Overseas sorcerers will raise boiling‑water barriers along the flanks to channel the creature’s path." One of the star captains, Commander Lyra, looked up with a mix of respect and bewilderment. "Great Empress... thermal readings from our ships indicate that the First Titan is not walking upon the surface," Lyra

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?” I winced at her piercing sound. “Lower your voice!” I groaned as I rubbed my temple. She scoffed. “I don’t know where I am,” I told her as I looked around the large room. The walls were a light shade of gray, matching the marble tiles. The design was obviously picked out and this guy really had a nice taste. “Are you even listening?”. I jumped at the sound of Yvonne’s voice, “Yes?” I heard her sigh and I could picture her rubbing her temples. I was giving her a hard time.

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.