Beast Titan Full Body Novels & Stories

I had slipped my shirt over my head and shimmied out of the pants and underwear, liking the way his gaze roamed my body. Jon’s tan and chiseled body was something to behold, that reminding me of the Greek titan Atlas the way his muscles glistened. His waive silver hair was unnatural almost, a stark contrast from his youthful features and physique. His green eyes crinkled at the sides with a smile, making him look more friendly than the deadly assassin he was underneath. He pulled his shirt over his head to join me naked, scooping me up with one swoop and almost slamming me onto the small twin bed in this room.

Before Dominic could step forward, a massive, black-iron battle axe swung through the fog, smashing into the stone pillar right above Regnar's head with a shower of deadly sparks. Out from the mist strode the leader of the heavy division a monstrous, scarred bear Beastkin named Vane. He stood over seven feet tall, his massive torso covered in thick leather armor and heavy iron plates. His dark, wild eyes locked onto Dominic, a malicious, guttural laugh escaping his throat.

We drove closer. It was a small mining town. Or it had been. Now it was a ruin. The buildings were smashed. Cars were overturned. And in the center of the town standing in the middle of the road was a figure. It was huge. It was at least eight feet tall. It was covered in metal armor. It held a massive hammer. It turned as we approached. It had no face. Just a smooth steel visor. "What is that?" I whispered. "A Titan," Kaelen said. "Project Titan. The heavy infantry."

he said, “I do.” “Then why don’t you go do it?” Fenric shrugged casually. “Alright. If that’s what you want.” I expected him to leave. Instead, he reached for the straps of his leathers. My mouth fell open. One by one, he removed his boots and clothes with complete ease, utterly unbothered. By the time he straightened again, all I could do was stare helplessly at the unfair, god-like physique now standing openly before me. Then, without warning, Fenric stepped into the bath.

With round marble black eyes, four small holes in between the eyes where it breathed from and a mouth like an angler fish; wide and with razor sharp teeth, as many as a centipede had legs. It was light brown in colour and had rough skin all over like on its forehead except on its face and its stomach which was as smooth as the surface of a table. It had the anatomy of a human but was like skin and bones with long fingers and feet and a tail with a scorpion-like stinger at the end. "I am Admiral Baylanche, the ruler of the Errio Tess Titan," it said and Molly just stood there looking at it; like a child that had just laid its eyes on a monster after being told its whole life that monsters don

"We're going in!" [The Heart of the Beast] The two mechs dove into the open wound, entering the belly of the beast. Inside, it was a horrifying, fleshy cathedral. Massive veins the size of subway tunnels pumped glowing purple fluid around them. In the center of the chamber, suspended by thick organic cables, was the Titan's heart—a pulsating, crystalline organ radiating immense energy. "Charge the cannons. We end this now," Sebastian said, his mech raising its arm to form the Zero-Point blaster.

Its massive weapon arm rotated forward as energy gathered into a blazing white core. Without hesitation, the titan fired. A beam brighter than the sun ripped across the battlefield and slammed directly into the creature’s chest. The explosion lit up the entire desert. Shockwaves blasted across the landscape. The prison tower shook violently. Adrian shielded his face from the light. “Did it...” The light faded. The beam had carved a deep glowing scar across the creature’s armor. But the titan still stood. Unmoved. Its violet eyes slowly looked down at the damage. Then it lifted one enormous clawed hand.

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

"The Titan Technique?" It was only then that he realized Black Bjorn was using the Titan Technique, where the user's body possessed a heightened resistance to blows and kicks, achieving a state of invulnerability to weapons and having the ability to break anything with their body as well. It was as if he had an external armor protecting him. "Die!" Black Bjorn roared, charging toward Fred. Fred hurriedly tried to dodge him and continued unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks on Black Bjorn. However, all of his efforts were futile because Black Bjorn was not affected at all. On the contrary, Fred's own limbs were beginning to turn numb and painful.

When Victoria was pulled back up by another rope tied to her body, she was covered in wounds. Her arms and legs were bent at unnatural angles. Felix skillfully pried open her jaw to force medicine down her throat. Mother sobbed uncontrollably. Victoria reopened her eyes and immediately crawled forward, bowing repeatedly as she tried to apologize. "I shouldn't have toyed with you..." "Shut up." The three beastmen gave her no chance to speak, kicking her over with a single blow.