Colossal Titan Novels & Stories

Colossal tentacles, thick as skyscrapers, pierced the storm clouds, each lined with abyssal suckers that continuously vented high-pressure, radioactive steam. "Dear God..." Jack whispered in the cargo bay, staring at the sonar readings. The control yokes of his heavy mech were slipping in his sweaty grip. "Its mass... it's bigger than the island of Manhattan! That’s not a biological organism, Boss. That is a moving continent!" [ WARNING: ULTRA-HIGH FREQUENCY PSYCHIC PULSE DETECTED. ] The Titan didn't unleash a physical roar. It simply stretched its colossal form across the boiling sea, and a visible, violet psychic shockwave swept outward in all directions.

Its eyes were closed. "Meet Project Titan," Garrett said. "My masterpiece. A chimera. Wolf strength. Human intelligence. And zero conscience." He held up a remote detonator. "If you shoot me my dead man’s switch activates," Garrett said. "The tank opens. And Titan wakes up. He is programmed to kill everything with a heat signature." I hesitated. "You are bluffing," Kael said. "Am I?" Garrett asked. "I sacrificed my own wife to build this empire. Do you think I care if I unleash a monster?"

A deafening hiss echoed from the pit, carrying the stench of rotting meat and centuries of stagnant death. Then, the beast rose. It was a Titanoboa, a prehistoric nightmare that shouldn't have existed for sixty million years. It was eighty feet long, its girth thicker than a city bus. But it wasn't just a snake. The Void had resurrected and corrupted it. Its scales were decaying, revealing pulsing veins of liquid dark matter. Its eyes were dead, milky white. "Get the crystal, Elena," Killian’s voice dropped into the demonic, vibrating frequency of his Alpha form. He didn't take his eyes off the monstrous serpent. "I'll handle the worm."

From the karst gallery far below, crimson light pulsed slow and powerful as a monster’s heartbeat, gilding snapped pipes in coiling, smoking copper. The floor blew upward — ten‑ton slabs slamming walls and beams, shaking the mountain to its bedrock. What clawed into view was no ordinary worm. An abomination scaled beyond reckoning: a titan centipede nearly twenty metres long, plated in overlapping chitin black as forged ballistic graphite, each ridge studded with scarlet bioluminescent nodules weeping thick, hissing acid that ate straight through concrete. Along its segmented flanks, rail‑spike legs hammered bedrock like pneumatic drills, shattering stone with every lunge.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

The thirty-three years old man was a reliable asset to the nation if only other people could use the microscope, which the English Capitalists used. His name was Zitani Zulu, a pure breed of Eastern Province. The Capitalists spotted him on behalf of the old politicians who couldn’t be trusted to initiate any other person strategically after the deadly mistake of Dr. Chisi was silenced. The two camps decided to work closely and ensure full proof from intruders. The great grand son to Welensky tactically chose the lecturer while he was pursuing his masters at Leads. His loyalty, intelligence and weaknesses were tested and proved beyond doubts. The Englishmen invested heavily in him and kept hi

A lot of people believed that person because he has strong shreds of evidence, one of that evidence is Mount Colossus which is located in the northeast part of the world. According to them, the power and legacies of those titans were passed down to their chosen descendants, and they are compelling and superior. The chosen descendants have a crystal inside their heart, the crystal is the one that gives them power. However, it also consumes their strength, making them live shorter. They believed that there are twelve powerful titans living in Mount Colossus. Those titans have their duties and priorities. They are . . . Harbor, the titan of the ocean.

She closed he eyes as she breathed in and out slowly. "Hey! I can't believe I forgot to show you this", Anna's loud voice was heard again and Kaylee opened her eyes to look at it. "Wow, it's pretty", Kaylee said when she saw it. It was a pink butterfly with a blue design on it. It was the size of a key holder and it had the circular iron thing stuck to it so Kaylee did not have to guess what it was but she liked it already. No girl can resist that, it was really pretty.

A minute later Rodrigo dragged the big olive green canon and Pete's eyes widened with fear. "So, the godfather dies like this..." Blair said as she gestured Pablo to remove the tape from Pete's mouth. "What are you going to do? Don't do this!" he pleaded in fear and Blair seemed to stay impassive. Expressionless. Tough. Arrogant. These were the words to describe Cliterella...she is called by this name for a reason. "Isn't it amazing that one tiny egg and one tiny sperm can make one massive twat?" she spoke in a mocking tone and the man didn't answer.

Jake says pointing to the guy walking to us and I'm speechless. "Oh," I finally remark. "Wow." Jake narrows his eyes. "What does that mean?" "It means he's insanely attractive." I say with a smile and Jake frowns. "Well he's an asshole." Colton says from behind us and Jake nods yes. "Maybe I don't care, oh I forgot to tell you I'm finally going on the rebound thing you have been hounding me to." I say. "And you want that rebound to be Nick?" Jake says still frowning.