Titus Alexius Novels & Stories

Alexander was pushed back to the recesses of his mind as Titus gained full control of him in his human form. Titus tore off the jacket Alexander wore, along with the dress shirt. Titus hated clothing. It was always aggravating and in the way. Not to mention hot. Titus grabbed a slab of meat and began to devour it in the middle of the kitchen. The steaks were bloodied and untouched by seasoning, much to Titus's delight. An unsuspecting kitchen worker reporting for his shift walked in, took one look at Titus with rivulets of blood dripping from his mouth down his chin and chest, and turned right back around. "Pussy," Titus sinisterly chuckled as he tore into another steak.

That was the most straightforward answer I've ever heard about those two men! "Titian!" Brixtius bellows from his seat. He waits a few more seconds and screams the name again. A few seconds later, a young man sprints int the room. He's about my age, which I can only surmise as Titian. From the way Titian is trying to catch his breath, he was booking it to make it here. "Yes. Senator. Brixtius," he heaves between each word. "When you teach my daughter about Caesar and Emperor Augustus," Brixtius voice in command tone. "YOU teach her the WHOLE story!" He yells at the tutor.

“The Alpha left to help our allies, so you’re left with me, sorry. I’m the Luna of this pack, my name is Amelia. And you two are?” The forever gentleman, Titus brought her hand to his lips and kissed it before he spoke. “My name is Titus, I am the Alpha of the Crescent Moon and this is my friend, he, the same as me is an Alpha. I am accompanying my foreign friend in search of new allies. He doesn’t speak English and barely understands any, so I'm acting a little like a spokesperson here.” I wanted to laugh at his lies, but since they seemed to work on her, I bit my tongue to stay quiet.

“I have to admit, when I heard about you fucking a demon, I expected a smarter woman. You know, someone who can actually deal with the pressure of being in the presence of a dark one like that. You can imagine how surprised I was when I first heard that you were here in the basement.” “How the fuck?” I asked, turning to look at my parents who avoided my eyes. His eyes hardening as he glared at me. His eyes were void of emotion, and he said nothing for a few seconds as he studied my expression. “Don’t worry, I was just as surprised when I found out about you.” He said, looking at Annalise for a few seconds before turning his attention back to me. “Alpha Alvize, Alpha of the Midnight’s Pack at

I say as we both begin to jump up and down, hugging each other. This is amazing. I actually did it! "Thank you, goddess Tethys. Thank you." I thank the goddess of fresh water, Tethys, and turn to my aunt, giving her a huge bear hug. "And thank you, Emma. I couldn't have done it without your help. I can't wait to tell Ty." I say as I hold her hands feeling rejoiced.

“Leader, we lost track of him a couple of hours ago. It’s as if he vanished into thin air. The entire woods his packed lived is now abandoned.” “F*CK, how could he have known so fast.... his witches... That fucking coward.” “Who is Titus?!” My voice rolls out like thunders causing them both to turn to me. My uncle sighs and runs his hands through his hair. “Crus keep searching; we have to find that traitor so that I can crush his throat,” he growls before he turns to me. “Titus is our brother and your uncle. He was the youngest of the three of us.” he begins.

I nodded. “Well, you send your best team in to silently recruit four people and your leader gets his ass whooped by a girl. I respect you,” the guy bowed. “Thanks,” I giggled. “The names Titus,” he introduced. “Azalea,” I smiled. “Well, we may not have gone about this in the right way, but we genuinely have no interest in hurting you. We just wanted to recruit you. The tranquilizing is just so that you don’t see where we’re going,” Titus explained.

If only an immortal like that would work with the rebellion. "You have a beautiful home, Alpha,” I exclaim animatedly. It is a beautiful home, if I ignore all the suffering that had to go into making it happen. It’s full of rich history and masterful architecture, and is big enough for me to be able to explore for days, and that doesn’t even include the grounds. "Call me Isaiah," he offers, his voice smooth. Calling him Alpha makes it easier to see him for the cruel man who has inflicted pain on my family for the past few years. "And thank you. My ancestors built it."