Titanium Lyrics Novels & Stories

won the playlist battle. The car transformed into a personal concert arena, the music enveloping her like a long-lost friend. The lyrics resonated, almost as if Tatiana herself was serenading Emine's thoughts. The road blurred, time lost its grip, and Emine surrendered herself to the symphony of the open highway. You got to get up You got to get up and make a move 'Cause the world will never see you until you do No, they don't really care what you're going through

- he sobbed Every word he said pierced my heart deep down like I was being stabbed with a dagger. Titan has waited 10 years, which means he’s about 28 years now and still without a mate, Titan has waited 10 good years, for me. I wondered if this mate was really me. But the connection today has proved we were mates. "The Moon Goddess will never forsake us" - I whispered, not knowing the exact response to give.

“That's easy. He just has to divorce you and marry me! He'd long gotten sick of your ugly face, anyway! “Did you know? He keeps telling me you're like a dead fish in bed, it's such a turnoff! He even said he feels like puking whenever he sees you in bed!” My hands shook uncontrollably. “Shut up!” Laura's smirk widened when she saw my rage. She walked up to me slowly and whispered in my ear, “Autumn Snowe, did you miscarry a few days ago?” I looked at her in shock, my mouth gaping wordlessly.

I have to admit it’s easier to look at them when they appear in the guise of sex goddesses. The nymph huffs and ululates at a pitch that is imperceptible to human ears, but threatens to burst my eardrums. Her nymphs gather around, materialising from the ocean and the puddles of water around us. “It is time, my pretties,” Titania says. “Tonight, we end it.” I snort it. “You mean Lyric will end it.” “Stop,” Lyric says in my end, surprising me by forming the mind link herself. “It will end tonight, she’s right.”

I spend my days reading reports and performing fact-checking analysis until late at night. The second week, Tania shared something with me after she came home from work. "Chuck went to that old jewelry store in South City to ask about replicating your silver bracelet." I was writing when she said this, and paused while still holding the pen. Tania leaned against the doorframe and looked at me. "The old jeweller told him that the inscription inside the bracelet was hand-carved and that he couldn't replicate the exact inscription or the age of the bracelet. What he meant to say was that some broken things can never be fixed. It isn't the problem of the material, it's just that one can never tu

"Oh, yeah." "What are you drinking?" He asks. "Anything soft. Not Bloody Mary, please." "That's not soft, Ellie. If you don't shish, then that's for the maw, feel me?" The song changes. The acoustic tells me it's Titanium by David Guetta and Rihanna. I grin, loving his accent. "Yeah, I feel ya." Pete goes into the pub and brings out a bottle of John Forner and four cups. We drink and watch ourselves over the rim of our cups.

The massive, metallic lips moved, and a voice that was my own, yet echoed with a thousand digital ghosts, filled the air. "Why do you fight for a world that has already deleted you, Kael?" the titan asked. I felt the ground drop away. A massive pillar of liquid stone rose up, lifting me into the air until I was eye to eye with the silver reflection of myself. The forced proximity was suffocating. I could see every pixel of my own likeness rendered in shifting nanites. "You are the heart," the titan said, its voice vibrating through my very bones. "But he is the key. Give him to me, and the mountain will be restored. The slow burn of your suffering will end."

The one that would either break him completely or finally make him whole. Lightning flashed across the open marble platform at the top. In the middle stood the Titan, nine feet of pure muscle and glowing power. His skin shone with silver light. Between his legs hung the biggest cock Torvald had ever seen. Even soft, it was thick and heavy, longer than his arm. As Torvald watched, it grew hard, rising up like a thick, veiny monster. The fat head leaked shiny drops that glowed in the dark. The Titan looked at him with burning eyes. “Little king, you dare come here?” his voice boomed like thunder. “This cock has broken stronger men than you.”

See you soon A. I drop the note and my face pales, I feel ice cold. I'm not entirely sure what happens next but I hear a clatter. I'm covered in my coffee and Titan is shouting to me as people rush over to help and see what the fuss is. I can see Titans mouth moving, his face is red but I'm surrounded by silence, blood spots enter my vision, it blurs, darkness surrounds me and I fall in to a fitful sleep

“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.