Beast Titan Throw Novels & Stories

“No. I won’t come until you do. And I’m fine. I’m used to having blue balls for years. Watching you sway your ass and bend with your tits on my face were the best blue fucking balls of my life.” I laughed. “You’re the weirdest man I’ve ever met.” “But I can make you wet in a single kiss.” “Sure.” I smiled. “But I can give you icy blue balls with my ass and tits.” “These are great tits.” He cupped them with his hands, squeezing them lightly. “And I love your ass.” “Thanks, but you should do something with that if you don’t need my help.” “I’m fine, baby.” He lay on his back and did deep breathing exercises, making me smile. “That’s not even remotely funny, Robyn Kolby.”

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

" I looked at her belly. It was now deflated, loose and saggy, with disgusting wrinkles. Her skin was no longer smooth and radiant. She looked as if she'd weathered a terrible storm. It seemed that even with the Beast God's power, she couldn't withstand such torment. The beastmen in the Wildplains tribe consumed heavy metal salt in massive amounts. It would be strange if they didn't miscarry. Only Lydia, who possessed the Beast God's power, could barely manage to bear cubs. Moreover, everyone in the Wildplains tribe was now old, weak, sick, or disabled. This was all thanks to Lydia. This winter, their tribe's food supply was severely insufficient. The three males discussed it and shamelessly

He barely flinches. Titan charges next, all six-foot-eight of him built like a fucking freight train. His shoulder drives into my gut and lifts me clean off the ground, dumping me hard on my back. The impact rattles my spine. Before I can roll, Wrath’s boot crashes into my side, cracking at least one rib. I hear it snap, feel the white-hot flare, and I laugh louder.

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

The faint vibration humming beneath my skin. The kings' aura. Corbin led me through one of the massive archways and up a series of stone steps. The higher we climbed, the stronger the sensation became. And when I finally reached the top and looked down into the arena, my breath caught. Fenric, Rhydan, and Brammon were in the center of the coliseum. Fighting each other. All three had partially shifted into their beast forms. Fenric moved with terrifying speed, dark claws flashing whenever he struck. Rhydan's tail lashed through the air like a whip, each blow carrying enough force to crack stone. And Brammon stood like a mountain amidst the chaos, every footstep making the ground tremble.

“I’m not…going to…fall.” Gosh I was stuttering like a fool. He chuckled. “Prove it,” Knox said, spinning his staff effortlessly as he stepped back to my front.“Come at me.” “What?” “Attack me,” he repeated, his smirk returning. “Show me what you’ve got.” I hesitated, gripping the staff tightly. “I don’t think—” “Exactly,” Knox interrupted. “Stop thinking and move.” Taking a deep breath, I lunged forward, swinging the staff toward him.

Blood sprayed the concrete wall as the man collapsed, gurgling. The third guard heard the body hit the ground. "Martinez? You okay over there?" Trent was already moving. He vaulted the fence in one smooth leap, landing in a crouch. The guard spun toward the sound, rifle rising, but Trent's enhanced speed made him appear as little more than a blur. His fist connected with the man's solar plexus, driving upward beneath the ribcage. The impact lifted the guard off his feet before he crumpled, internal organs ruptured.

As my soul began to fade, becoming more and more translucent, Zach reached out into the thin air, almost as if in a trance. "Joey, was it this painful… before you died? Joey, I avenged you," he murmured. Then, a sudden flash of lights flickered behind him, and the shrill wail of sirens sliced through the night. Without a second thought, Zach jumped into the bear enclosure.

If I timed it right… I backed toward the spot, taunting him. “Come on, you oversized fool. Is that all you’ve got?” Titan’s eyes flashed, and he charged. At the last second, I rolled to the side, and his massive frame carried him directly under the fractured ceiling. I dug my claws into the weak stones and pushed the last of my power into them. The roof collapsed. Tons of rock fell, burying Titan beneath a crushing weight. His roar filled with rage went silent as the stones hits him down.