Colossal Titan Novels & Stories

Suddenly a smaller one ran from beyond the treeline. The creatures had pale gray skin with black eyes. They wore dried animal skin. The taller one wore it around its lower half like a skirt and the smaller one like a dress. They had large thick muscles running all over their bodies, it would take a really sharp blade to even cut their skin. "Tristan, what do we do," Trix yelled as the giants began to circled them. Tristan glanced at both the creatures. "I was hoping you could tell me," he yelled back.

Rana Pratap was shocked seeing his wife's stance for the first time. He couldn't stop himself from speaking the truth. "They are the most ruthless and powerful Italian Mafia family. Moretti family. Luca Moretti is the twin brother of Minerva Moretti." Mayabati fell on the ground unconscious when Rana Pratap tried to hold her. He never expected this to happen.

The rest of the dinner was the usual with the whole family being merry. Serena lay in bed as she thought how her brother is soon going to be passed on the duty of the beta. Damon is 22 and the gamma’s son is 23 but both of them have had to wait till her brother’s best friend, the alpha’s son Vante is 22, his birthday is in a month. They waited because in our pack the ceremony is held only after all three of them, three of them referring to the people taking the position of Alpha, Beta and Gamma are of age that is 22. And soon she was drifting off to dreamland.

The three lads felt it; the ripples of fear coursing through their veins, squeezing their heart and sucking life out of them, as they sat at the top of the mountain, their duty it was to sound the alarm at the sight of the approaching army. They sat quietly, none having the courage to speak. Jonah and Luh were almost similar in appearance with their dark skin and lean appearance, while Murai’s skin was of a darker shade, with an athletic build. They made an odd trio, even though they had all clocked eighteen, as Murai looked quite different from them. As the hours grew long though, their tongues loosened, and they began to speak. Two of them started off the conversation. “How are we going to

"You're more of a brat than me!" "Didn't you hear what I said? It had 'really' on it, you deaf! Learn the difference, idiot!" "Huh? I'm sorry I didn't realize that, Mr. Correction Tape!" "You... neanderthal! Let's settle this once and for all!" "What a coincidence, I was thinking that same thing about you! Come on!" "I'm impressed those two still has the energy to fight despite their body being so small. Where are they getting all of that energy? My body doesn't even want to move anymore." Tokage said to himself and sat on the ground not wanting to walk anymore.

giggled the woman "Never mind Mita, do your job well!" "As you wish ma'am!" Mita, a neurologist who Cally trusts, has made modifications to humans several times. Making them robots for Cally that he guessed, the ones that were modified were the ones who must have harassed Cally's head. Strange indeed, Mita admits that her friend's madness since college, in the medical world, genius madly has only a few differences. Mita looked at the young man in front of her with pity, she was wrong to have woken a sleeping tiger from its cage. Mita starts injecting some fluid into her body. then began to mutate the man's mind from the screen of his laptop monitor

the man shrugged as he finally stood up from the floor and settled on leaning against the wall with his arms across his chest. "Would now be a good time to mention that he's the son of Alpha Martin?" I asked smugly. "That means nothing." "Oh. That means everything. He has Alpha blood in him and not just any Alpha blood, some of the most powerful Alpha blood going. He could snap your neck without even shifting," I replied with a smirk and his expression suddenly went from one of being completely smug to looking absolutely petrified in a matter of seconds.

"Love... Since when did you decide to have my name tattooed on your body??" Hestia asked. I looked up at her, and she was observing my body. I looked down at my tattoo. "Εστία Κατάνα Ασταρίλ" (Hestia Katana Astaril) I smile to myself and reply.

"Alright, alright." The Titans attempting to disable the nuclear warhead were also growing smarter, leaping into the air at strange angles to try and get a lucky shot past our shields. With half my shield gone I had to rotate my Sentinel's body to catch the bullets, shells, or plasma before anything embedded itself into my partially exposed cockpit. I took a moment to get a good look at what I was facing. One Titan, identical to the one we'd destroyed, sported four railguns, each barrel the size of a bus. It hung to the rear of the group, giving cover fire and trying to sneak shots past my Sentinel's shield.

"That," She was pointing towards the enormous main enemy ship perched far up in the sky behind vanguards of smaller flying machines. It looked like a massive floating basalt rock in the distinct shape of a bull's head with curve horns, silhouetted by the sun. A blinding blue light flared from the center of its facade. "It called me," the child said again when the mother didn't say anything. Queen Tisha turned to look at Milo's reaction. But like her, there was only slight bewilderment in his face. Yet she couldn't at all dismiss the child's observation. She wondered about it and intended to make it known to the king.