Beast Titan Powers Novels & Stories

It has made us helpless. “I told you brother that I was right. She is the key,” a familiar voice utters. The men surrounding me drift away totally. My body freezes as my eyes come in contact with Beckett. He stands behind Titan who is struggling to get up on his feet but can’t. Beckett tugs the hair of Titan and I wince in pain. “See how the mighty have fallen. As powerful as he is, it’s disappointing that his weakness is a woman,” Beckett whiffs.

Confusion rocked through me. “What in the hell were they doing with a human? I found no evidence of a shifter counterpart, so she’s not a werewolf,” Dr. Sutton mentioned. ‘She’s not human,’ Titan said adamantly. ‘I don’t know what she is or why she appears human, but she’s not, well not fully. Maybe she’s a hybrid. I can sense power inside of her, but I have no idea what it is or what it does.’ You could color me even more confused right now. She did appear human for all intents and purposes, but Titan had always been sensitive to energies. So, if he said that he could feel that power, then I believed him.

Figures flickered about as power surged through the sky, and explosions erupted continuously, accompanied by the roaring of thunder. James moved with astonishing speed that not even the six powerhouses at the Yitro Daeclon Rank could keep up. Each time James used his Marciais Power, physical beasts even more potent than what Yianni could summon would materialize. A black dragon by the raise of his hand and a tiger by the kick of his foot. Soon enough, he was surrounded by a swarm of spiritual beasts. James confronted the six powerhouses in close combat. He held his ground and even gained the upper hand.

"Ahh! I can't take it! I’m going, Bane!" "Sss… that grip is fucking insane!" The girl tensed up, unable to move anymore. Each Titan had his own style—Grimm was fierce and enduring, Vanguard was gentle, and Bane had incredible technique. Occasionally, he’d buck his hips, hammering up into her with a loud Thwack, thrusting so fast it was a blur, before burying it to the hilt and holding it there. "Sss… oh… magnificent. So fucking tight." The muscular giant pulled his massive rod out. A moment later, the thick, white nectar overflowed from her slit.

Now Jason was like a sun in its eyes, and the power of blood and Qi was extremely strong. A puzzled expression surfaced in the enormous beast's eyes. “How can this fellow, who appears similar to me, suddenly become so powerful?” Out of the instinct of wild beasts, the giant beast subconsciously wanted to escape into the ground because of the natural sense of danger. However, it was too late, because at that moment, Jason had already taken action.

"I won't answer this question, and you'll figure it out yourself. Nonetheless, I can indeed make you strong." "How?" The Mirage White Tiger replied, "By fully activating the Sea-Breaker Beast blood essence in you." Caspian asked in confusion, "I used the Sea-Breaker Beast's blood essence to heal my internal injuries. What other power does it have?" The Mirage White Tiger snorted. "The blood that flows in you is so noble, yet you don't even know this. It seems that you really didn't lie to me before this and you don't know anything."

“Suits me just fine. I haven’t had a stand-off like this in such a long time—one where I actually have to keep on my toes anyways. Come, show me if you’re really more than just talk!” Then, just like that, Dick unleashed his first attack with the fierceness and lethality of a lightning strike! It was so potent that everyone in the room could feel it rather than see it. To them, they no longer viewed Dick as a mortal man. Instead, they saw a humanoid titan about a few hundred meters tall—one that was capable of strength so overwhelming that it could wipe out an entire region of the world like a force of nature. Now, that same titan hurled a punch with the impact of a comet. One could envision

gained the ability to speak. I didn't take it to heart. The reason they couldn't transform or speak was simply insufficient power. As long as they had enough energy and training, transformation wouldn't be difficult. During this time, I took them hunting and taught them techniques. They became much stronger than before. Beastmen who could survive with defective bodies were hardly ordinary creatures. True to form, what they lacked in one area, they made up for in another. Although Soren couldn't see from one eye, he had exceptionally keen hearing. And although Adrian temporarily couldn't fly, he had incredibly sharp claws.

Their heads were sensor clusters glowing with a singular red eye. Their right arms ended in rotary cannons. Their left arms were anti-riot shock prods, crackling with enough electricity to jumpstart a city. "Titans!" Ben screamed, his voice muffled by the mask. "We can't fight those! Small arms are useless!" The Titans stepped onto the maintenance rails. They didn't need to walk the bridge; they had magnetic clamps on their boots. They walked heavily along the walls, flanking the team, their cannons spinning up with a sound like tearing canvas.

“Elira!” Zara’s voice rang sharp as steel through the chaos. She stood behind me, her hands weaving threads of star-magic into Maxim’s form. He was already half-gone, the Beast unfurling from his flesh—horns curling like molten stone, claws carving trenches into the earth, wings beating shadows into storm. His eyes burned, not gold, not human, but something between fire and void. He was beautiful, and he was terrifying.