Titus Alexius Novels & Stories

“Your whore was with me last night. And starting today, you don’t own her anymore. She’s mine to command, to torment, and anything that I want to do with her she would follow.” “But, father–” “You will go to the Thirt Pack, get a talk with Lord Luther, and make him remember the oath he has made.” I emphasized, holding Alex on his shoulders with so much grip. He was confused for a moment, but the longer he searched for an answer in my eyes, the more he learned. Alex then nodded. “You will march south today and you will reach Thirt Pack by tomorrow. The whole palace is expecting you to do your duties this time, Alex. Show them you’re capable of leading and protecting the city and rule the four

one of the elders snapped. “It’s a new era, old man. My game, my rules.” These were the elders who were loyal to Leo. They would rather die than join hands with me. And I would be so grateful to carry out their wish. “There are procedures to the Throne. Alpha Leonardo is still alive. And he is the authority,” Another stupid old man spoke.

It ignites a rage within me that I dare not unleash for my own plight. When I shift my focus to his adversary, I understand why he believes that hope is gone. “It required five men to subdue the large one,” Lord Marius informs my father. “He took down three of them. He’s not very talkative, but we suspect he’s one of the alphas—likely from the Midnight Clan. Quite an impressive specimen, wouldn’t you agree?” The larger male embodies the essence of the untamed and rugged mountains from which he must have originated. He stands tall, with a pronounced jawline, and his muscular physique appears as if it has been sculpted from stone.

I nodded and bowed feeling so embarrassed. "I welcome you all to my Kingdom, I am pleased to have you all here," his slick yet raspy voice went deep inside me, emanating shivers on my back. He got a powerful aura around. I have heard this voice before. This same voice called me stupid before stealing my first kiss. "We are pleased to meet you, Alpha," my father said. "Your name is Killian, right?" Alexandro strides to my father. "Yes, I served your father," "Yes, I heard about you," Alexandro bowed to give my father the respect he deserved, and my father was surprised by that gesture.

Their motivations were complex, driven by a blend of genuine concern for Roman pride and a subtle play for political power. Titus Aurelius, a charismatic orator with a lineage traced back to the great generals of ancient Rome, had always been a fervent advocate for preserving Roman traditions. His family had long held sway in the Senate, and Titus saw himself as the guardian of the city's heritage. The idea of Romans being overshadowed by Athenian influence within their own political arena was anathema to him.

Karis asks before Alexandra could utter a word. She also noticed Tunde had disappeared. "I'm here to see Raphael. Can I come in?" The guy asks in a very polite way. "Yes, you can!" Ana says, Alexandra turns to her direction immediately. "Thanks!" The guy replies while he walks in. "I'm Ana!" Ana says while releasing her hand for a handshake. This act makes Alexandra face her properly with disgust clearly visible on her face. "I'm Christopher. But my friends call me Chris." Christopher responds while he takes her hands into his. "By the way, I was invited by Raphael, is he home?" Chris asks while he releases her hands.

I try to make my voice sound as manly as possible. He doesn't seem convinced, his green eyes gazing steadily at me, as though trying to figure out if he'd seen me before. "Good," Titus surprises me by saying. "I need five of my best warriors to come with me to meet up with with that ambitious monster Alejandro Santiago. We go ahead of everyone tomorrow at dawn. If everything goes right, we might not have to shed any blood." I don't know what he means by that, but I dare not ask. Too risky.

I said, smiling at Alessio as he walked out of the car alongside his father. “YOU FUCKING…” “Vadim.” Lucius said, stopping the man. “We are not here to fight or argue, but you have also lost someone and we have come to condemn…” “We came to do nothing,” Alessio said, and I shook my head at the man.

Alex began to say, "The day I rescued her, some guys in a black SUV came looking for her. Her grandfather sold her to an organized group, the leader is named Nicola Recc.” “That man is a son of a bitch...” "That fucker can't be called a man,” Alex croaked annoyed. "He's a rat from the worst sewers. I almost killed him with my bare hands when I found out.” “He sold his own granddaughter to a trafficking organization?” Olivia asked shocked.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”