Titanic Novels & Stories

Tristan was arrested. My body had been lying there for many days. Even though Tristan sprayed countless air fresheners, it was impossible to mask the stench that filled the air. Finally, my body was taken out of that terrifying steamer. But because Tristan hadn't taken any special precautions, when the professionals removed me from the steamer, I had already become stuck to it. They tore off large chunks of rotting flesh. I felt a bit sorry as I watched the professionals suppress their physical discomfort and dutifully carry out their tasks.

Its limbs were bent backward. The visor with the white star was cracked down the middle. It wasn't moving. "Scratch one... tin man," I groaned, trying to sit up. I failed. I collapsed back onto the cold metal. Then, a sound. Whirrrrr-click. The heap of metal moved. The Titan pushed itself up. One arm was missing, torn off at the shoulder. Its legs were crushed. It dragged itself forward on its remaining arm. It didn't stand. It crawled.

Somewhere over the ocean, the red ribbon sank with the water. And Maya Torres—Lena Moreau, Élise Gagnon, Clara—gone at last.

Prologue of Lost Treasure. This is a love story that will make you go emotional. This book is all about a guy by the name John Williams. He is the second born in a family of two boys. His big brother who is a medical doctor Lyod Williams. The both brothers lost their parents at a very tender age so Mr Lyod was a father, a mother and a big brother to his little brother John who is fondly called Johnny. His brother made sure to provide Johnny with everything he needed in life. This virtually made Johnny a spoiled brat.

a deep, gravelly voice thundered. Everyone in the carriage froze. They turned toward the door only to find a massive, muscular figure clinging to the outside of the moving carriage. The rest of the convoy remained oblivious, unaware that the Queen’s carriage was under a Titan's assault. "Grimm!" Snow White threw herself into his arms. The Queen, Refusing to lose, snatched up a jagged blade to stab the girl, but the glass on the opposite window shattered inward. A giant fist reached through, effortlessly seizing her wrist.

Its forward gravity-anchor snapped with a sound like a thunderclap, and the three-hundred-thousand-ton titanium hull began to tilt nose-down, its massive, un-targeted bulk drifting in a slow, irreversible slide straight toward the upper residential rings of the Spires. "The ballast..." Kemi whispered, her eyes wide with a cold, scrapper terror as she watched the shadow of the falling titan grow over the plaza. "If that thing hits the central column, it’s going to trigger a domino effect. It’ll drag all five tiers down into the mud." "It won't hit the column," a dead, digitized voice rattled from the floor behind us.

"But we have a major problem!" Sebastian instantly shifted back into commander mode. He turned, keeping one arm protectively wrapped around Harper’s waist. Kenji’s voice came over the loudspeakers, laced with absolute, unadulterated terror. "Commander... the nuclear blast destroyed the submarine and High Priestess Xanthe. But the thermal shockwave... it didn't kill the Titan in the trench." "What do you mean?" Sebastian's eyes narrowed. "The Mariana Trench is the prison. The nuclear explosion didn't hit the Titan. It just blew the doors of the cage wide open!" Kenji shouted, the sound of frantic typing echoing in the background. "The radiation didn't hurt it, Sebastian. It fed it."

Hayden paled. “What does that mean?” Asked Hayden quickly. “I really tried,” insisted Titan. “I’m so sorry!” “What does that mean?” Yelled the Prince, rushing towards Titan and grabbing him by the shoulders. “Where is she?” Demanded Hayden. Titan shook his head. “Titan! Take me to her now!” Yelled the Prince. The Prince was shaking. “What happened to her?” Asked the Prince. “Tell me.” “I…she got swept away in the river. The current was too strong!” Admitted Titan.

She sat back heavily in her chair, her mind spinning wildly . At this moment, Tatiana's thoughts were racing out of control . Maxwell Sterling . The heir . The sole heir to one of the most powerful companies in the entire city . Worth how much exactly? Billions? Tens of billions? Hundreds? This was the same Maxwell she'd left five years ago because he had nothing . The same Maxwell who'd been working himself to death for a family that treated him like garbage . The same Maxwell she'd walked away from because she couldn't bear to watch him destroy himself anymore . Or more like that was her excuse. She told him, it was because she couldn't watch him destroy his life, bit really she was just f