Warlord Titan Artwork Novels & Stories

I have too much fun reminding her no one roots for the Lions, even if she did win them off a bet with Ben during her pre-college days. I'd rather skip this art show all together, but Trey has demanded my presence. The artist's entire display is composed of images from Dragons Reborn. He said it's an honor to be there. I was thinking more along the lines of copyright infringement, but now that we've sold the game I guess it's someone else's problem. Thank God for that.

Their vehicles were nightmares of welded steel and stolen Phase-tech monster trucks with hover-pads, muscle cars with plasma-turrets, and bikes that looked like they were built from the bones of dead servers. They circled us, their engines revving in a discordant, aggressive rhythm. A massive rig, covered in spikes and decorated with shattered computer monitors, rolled to the front. A man stood on the roof, holding a microphone wired into a PA system that screamed with feedback. He was huge, his skin grafted with patches of rusted chrome, his eyes replaced by crude, red optical sensors. "Look what the glitch dragged in!" the Warlord bellowed, his voice distorted. "Two pretty little pre-war s

A human? On the deck of the Giant Whale, the greatest of Umbracia's four Lords of War stood imposingly. Known as the Giant Whale Lord of War, he towered over two meters tall, his hands gripping a deep blue steel trident, his figure clad in gleaming sky-blue battle armor. His gaze was fixed on the horizon, eyes alight with a fierce glow. Indeed, it was a human. The Lord of War, the mightiest and youngest of his era, the very man who had sparked this monumental conflict, Alexander!

The warriors fought valiantly—clad in weathered leather and steel, swords flashing in disciplined arcs—but they fell in droves, bodies rent and steaming on the blood-soaked earth. Yet one figure dominated the chaos, a lone titan at the fray's heart. He stood unyielding amid the sea of claws and fangs, a whirlwind of lethal grace. Towering and broad-shouldered, his frame was forged for war, muscles rippling under scarred skin bared by a torn tunic. Long, raven-black hair whipped in the wind, streaked with grime and enemy blood, framing a face etched with grim resolve—high cheekbones, a jaw set like granite, eyes burning with unquenchable fire. A crest gleamed on his chest plate: the Moonveil

There were painted scrolls that contained both images and calligraphy, and some colorful fans that were decorated with some of the most beautiful flowers. As Jade examined each piece of art, one particular painting caught her attention. Unlike the others, the painting wasn’t a portrait or landscape. It was an image of four animals surrounding a man dressed in an elegant golden robe. There was something about the painting that felt familiar in a strange, unexplained way. Curious, Jade held out a finger and reached out to touch the painting. “Don’t you just love it?” a voice said. Startled, Jade turned around and saw the young man from earlier standing behind her. He was looking at the paintin

"My pack did not do anything to harm humans. Even if they are hunting us but father and mother explained to us that we must not hurt humans." "That's right, revenge is not the answer to stop this war between humans and werewolves." "Humans should understand that just like them, werewolves have the right to live in this world. We are not beasts just like what they think." "I will correct their thinking. This war is just a big misunderstanding between the two kinds." A smile lit up her eager face. Titania was back to herself. She found her new motivation. Titania started to pack her things. She would leave the pack this dawn. She knew that if her family found out her plan, they would not let h

The fall of the Winter Moon pack angered Agnar and that's when he began making moves to take the throne. He now was Alpha to the largest known pack. He began taking in warriors from the packs that did not have Alpha’s any longer. He ensured they pledged loyalty and if there was the slightest bit of questioning it he killed them. There was no room in this world for weakness and uncertainty. He wandered over the river bank, he had always found water relaxing and calming. He found himself staring down into watching the rapid current make small waves over the river rocks. Soon hopefully all this will be over. Alpha Derek was the only real threat these days. He had sent scouts to see if it was D

I say in a mind link to Alpha King Rian. I know, Euan just linked me. We can’t spare warriors right now Killian. There are too many rogues on this border. He says, his voice strangled with emotion. Titan lets out a whimper as he starts slicing through the rogues that come at him, taking out his frustration and anger on these mangy little fucks. Our pup better be okay after all of this. If not, I will make everyone’s life a living hell until she is healed. You won’t be the only one giving hell, mutt.

And somehow I agreed with her. Love was bullshit. “So, what did you find out?” I asked. Ruby shifted on her chair and folded her arms. “The tattoo you showed me was a pack sigil alright,” she said. “It belongs to a pack named Mystic Warriors.” “That I know. What else?” “Well, this is one of the most ancient packs to have ever existed. And when I say ancient, I mean ancient. It’s said that of all the packs that the Moon Goddess created, Mystic Warriors was one of them. This pack is a warrior pack and the first ever Alpha was named Achilleus. He was the greatest warrior to have existed in our entire history. All members, true blood of the Mystic Warriors pack were born with incredible strength

The hair on my body stood on end, and I growled in its direction. “Who are you? Show yourself.” Not a single attempt was made to reveal their identity, and just as I was about to invade their hiding spot, A tall, lean man emerged from the bushes and glared at me with hatred bleeding from his eyes. “You're good. Most people wouldn't know I was there till it's too late. It's no wonder they call you the queen of war...” My heart rate spiked when I felt more enemies surrounding me, and a low growl left my lips as a creepy smirk appeared on his.