Beast Titan Full Body Novels & Stories

Followed by the unmistakable growl of a Urekai beast. Someone was running solo? Another twig snapped. A hinge creaked. I rose and moved towards the sound. Rounding the corner, I froze at the Urekai beast stood before me. Large. This beast was enormous. Seven feet tall on his hind legs, larger than most. His head and shoulders were covered in a thick black mane cascading down in untamed waves. His bronze body was bare and powerful, broad pectorals outlined under dense fur. His massive, corded thighs were wrapped in soft hide.

Totally, totally lost it. He shifted into a nine-foot-tall, huge, muscled beast with a six-inch-long tail covered in thorns and large, eight-foot-long wings sprouting from massive shoulder blades, lifting him into the air. Sharp, long claws extended from his large hands and long feet, and even his horns looked longer in his beast form. Lucian had described how his beast form looked like, but it still didn’t prepare Zeda for the terrifying, intense, yet still somehow attractive monster before her.

All of a sudden, a gust of powerful force spread, and the medicated water in the bath barrel formed a surging upward column like a spout of spring water. Kayson was drenched when the medicated water returned to the ground. However, he was beaming widely. “The Titanium Technique’s heaven stage has been completed successfully!” Kayson muttered to himself in excitement. He could feel the changes in his muscles, tendons, bones, and skin. Meanwhile, his steel energy was fully fused as one, like it was a part of his body! He could confirm that he would still be safe and sound if he were to brace a full-force punch from a demismahser like Master Vaise, even if he were to do nothing.

A deafening hiss echoed from the pit, carrying the stench of rotting meat and centuries of stagnant death. Then, the beast rose. It was a Titanoboa, a prehistoric nightmare that shouldn't have existed for sixty million years. It was eighty feet long, its girth thicker than a city bus. But it wasn't just a snake. The Void had resurrected and corrupted it. Its scales were decaying, revealing pulsing veins of liquid dark matter. Its eyes were dead, milky white. "Get the crystal, Elena," Killian’s voice dropped into the demonic, vibrating frequency of his Alpha form. He didn't take his eyes off the monstrous serpent. "I'll handle the worm."

The one that had been witnessed was Full Partial Transformation. A Full Partial Transformation was an advanced form of an Incomplete Partial Transformation. Full Partial Transformations allowed the Beastman to adopt a greater number of features of the beast they gained their power from, compared to Incomplete Partial Transformations. The changes weren't merely restricted to a few body parts, but we're more all-rounded. The transformed Beastman would grow fur all over, may develop a tail, and would only differ from the actual beast by a few features; and it gave a thirty percent power boost - to all attributes! This meant that speed, attack, defense, agility, and senses were all enhanced! Thi

Then, the Beast’s stomach glowed blue. Freezing blue. The cylinder was a coolant tank from the Abyssal Engine. Cryogenic fluid. Absolute zero. CRACK. The Beast froze from the inside out. The gray flesh turned white with frost. The dripping acid turned to icicles. The roar died in its throat. It solidified into a massive, frozen statue in the middle of the courtyard. The Titan collapsed, its final mission complete. We stood in the silence of the frozen garden. "Did we kill it?" Kai whispered.

At this time, Anindira was worried whether Gavriel could fight four Hyenas at once. Instantly, a fight broke out. They entered the Beastman combat mode. This was the first time Anindira had seen the Beastman mode. Gavriel's body was slightly larger than his human form. The muscles on his body looked hard. Sharp claws protruded from his fingers and toes. His ears turned into lions' ears. A fine mane of silvery gray fur stretched along his sideburns and back. Gavriel's mane looked beautiful, sparkling in the sunlight.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.