Beast Titan Throw Novels & Stories

I sank to my knees in the snow, fists clenched so tight my nails bit into skin. “Elira,” I whispered, voice barely more than air. “Please.” But the forest didn’t answer. She was nowhere. And for the first time in years—maybe ever— I was fucking terrified. My beast took over and shifted back with a snarl, bones tearing and reforming until the ground quaked beneath my paws. Then I howled. A sound that cracked through the sky and sent birds scattering from the trees. It wasn’t a call. It was a warning. A demand. A threat to whatever dared take her from me.

That felt so useless to me. I grabbed a rock and threw it at the titan, hitting it right in the forehead. It stumbled back, allowing Ronan and Grant to get the upper hand.That unfortunately didn’t last very long. The titan threw both of them off, in different directions. I threw another rock and hit the titan. He roared before picking up Grant and throwing him at me so fast, I didn’t have time to block it. I sailed back and heard a sickening crack when my head hit a rock. And then darkness surrounded me.

He held two short, heavy trench blades, his dark eyes locked onto the titan's exposed neck joint. He leaped onto the titan's bent left thigh, using the titan's own armor plating as a ladder, driving his right blade straight toward the gap between the titan's helmet and gorget. The titan slammed his massive iron gauntlet upward, catching Tristan's blade in his palm. The steel snapped in half with a loud CLANG. With a brutal twist of his wrist, the titan grabbed Tristan by the front of his tactical harness, hoisting him off his feet, and slammed him face-first into the stone floor. Tristan went limp instantly, his head bouncing off the blue ice, blood pooling beneath his dark hair.

He dashed toward Tyr in wide strides, his fist lit up with two masses of energy. Banjee did the same as well. He rushed toward Tyr with the sickle in his hand. The Sword Titan narrowed his eyes and suspended his long sword behind him. Murderous intent flared from his eyes as he snarled out, “Tyr, you’ve always thought yourself as a bigshot, haven’t you? Today, you’ll be buried in the God’s Tomb!” Tyr quickly summoned the Celestial Blade once again. He leaped into the air and slashed from the sky, slicing the enormous monster in half. He felt a murderous aura sweep from somewhere behind him as soon as he landed before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ha! You managed to murder an elder, and now you think that you are strong enough to kill me." "I killed the father. How hard can it be killing the son?" The hate in Ax's eyes for Angel was indescribable as his claws appeared, and his sharp pointed teeth surfaced. 'I think I pushed my words too far! Well, this is not good.' Angel thought as he watched his cousin transform. However, Ax's transmutation suddenly came to a stop, and his cousin changed back to his human form. "You were safe by the bell." Ax said before covering his head with his jacket hoodie and walking past Angel.

Not even her own pride. “Gather and shatter,” Mane mumbled as his small fist smashed into the head of the giant. “Titan’s Fist!” *Boom*

It was sparking, leaking hydraulic fluid. But the light in its chest wasn't violet. It was blue. And it was holding something. A cylinder. The Titan raised its remaining arm. "Delivery..." the voice of Wulfric crackled through the speaker. "For... the pest." The Titan threw the cylinder. It arched through the air. It hit the Beast in the open mouth. The Beast swallowed it. For a second, nothing happened. Then, the Beast’s stomach glowed blue.

“You’re no ordinary kid. Who are you?!” Damn it! Tuckson had not mentioned that the person he was to kill possessed such abilities! “Just a countryside kid repaying his mentor’s debt,” Kayson said before he went up, planning to finish Titus off from a close distance. A flurry of expressions washed over Titus’ face as he snarled, “I refuse to believe that you’d break through my steelification!” He threw a punch hard as steel at Kayson. “Do you think it’d be tough to crack your tortoise shell?”

He took the anchor from my hands carefully and looked at it,turned it over in his palm. "The third item," he said. "The bloodline anchor," I said. "Calista brought it through." He looked at Calista. She stood at the formation's edge with her sharp eyes and her disordered hair. He looked at her for a long moment. Then he looked back at the anchor. "When the twins are born,the activation moment,without the anchor the power releases uncontrolled in every direction. The Rogue King can absorb an uncontrolled release." I said. "But with the anchor it's directed," he said.

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”