Titus Alexius Novels & Stories

It's not hard to guess that the mastermind of this is Titus because if Violet and I break off the engagement, he'll be the happiest. Titus and I are brothers, but we were not close since childhood because I soon realized that Titus was always jealous of me. Although he appears peaceful and friendly, his nature is a scheming, cunning man. I'm not too fond of that personality of Titus, so I always stay away from him. Titus is incompetent but has great ambition. He wants to inherit the position of Alpha, but he knows that as long as I am alive, he will not be able to become Alpha, so he will find ways to get rid of me.

The difference between Titus and Eason lay in the fact that Titus was born superior to others, and he had plenty of things other people did not have. His mother was the famous designer, Seven Springs, while his father was Black Corporation’s CEO, Richard Black. Even though everyone constantly called him a b*stard, Richard showered him with attention that other children his age did not receive. Why else would Melecio and Abatus have grown up so jealous of him? Later on, after Titus set up Grand Land International, he had plenty of women who threw themselves at him.

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 said, and she frowned, trying to process what I was saying. “Alvize, Ezra’s brother, was being serious?” She asked and I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. “Ianos named him Konstantin. He has asked me to inform you to be a little patient, we will find a way to get you out of here. But things are a bit too messy right now.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Letting her out of here would only lead to her death for Ian’s freedom, and the last thing I needed or wanted was to have a prick like him living freely. He can live within the borders of the cemetery with my sister visiting him when she desires, or more specifically, when he calls her. I knew that she was crazy, but I doubted

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."