Giantess Rampage Novels & Stories

He had initially resisted, knowing it would be a night filled with reminders of what he couldn’t have, but Mia’s determination had left him no choice. The murmurs in the crowd hushed as Amira descended the grand staircase, escorted by Mia, who had spent hours grooming her. She wore a flowing champagne gown that sparkled like a cascade of stars, accentuating her beauty in a way that seemed otherworldly. Her hair was styled in soft waves, and her makeup was minimal yet flawless, emphasizing her natural features. Ryan froze, his glass hovering mid-air. His heart skipped a beat as he took in her radiant presence. “She’s… breathtaking,” he murmured to himself.

He never thought this legend from a millenia ago was even real! Max leapt up and onto his feet as the giant grew and destroyed the ceiling. Max ran and maneuvered around the debris raining upon them. He ran like an expert at parkour and missed a huge hand that swiped for him. He was out of the building then in the chaos and knew if that thing caught him it would literally rip his head off or eat him. Giants were typically brutal beings with little mercy and he needed to get to Tamara. His last email to her he hadn’t thought this kind of trouble. He’d never come across someone from one of the nine realms before even if his people had descended from them.

The tiny figure of Maryan suddenly appeared in front of him and with her back turned, she spread her arms between him and the giantess as if protecting him. “What now, woman? You failed to lure him on our side. Besides, he might actually be the real culprit.” “He is important. Give me more time to–” “I don’t want to listen anymore to your crap!” The giantess howled and brandished her weapon in front of them. The guerillas immediately made way for her, aware of their fate if they will not move aside. “Boy, would you like a match here?” the giantess asked, her tongue hissing in anticipation.

I tried to stand up, but a sharp pain shot through my abdomen, searing through my whole body, I fell back, a tear dropping from my eyes "Oh my goodness! Carlos, she's bleeding" Saraya screamed in terror. I looked down and my eyes popped. Almost as though they were going to fall out of their sockets. My dress was soaked in my own blood. I screamed. "No, no, no, no. Please God, Please God. This shouldn't be happening" I cried, my hand placed on my belly as I tried to contain the pain. I mumbled prayers to any superior being out there to come to my aid

ROAAAAAAARARRRRRRR BOOOOOOOOMMMMM The handsome young man fought the massive giant; whenever the giant’s hand was about to strike, he easily dodged it despite being smaller than the giant. He also slashed wildly at the giant, as if he didn’t care whether his blows hit the giant or not. But this wasn’t strange or intentional—because every slash from the young man instantly appeared on every part of the giant’s body. Each slash truly overwhelmed the giant beyond belief; already furious, it suddenly went berserk, emitting strange smoke from its entire body.

“Oh this pack is in for it.” “If she’s a Guardian.” “Do you think she really is?” “The ghosts know who you are?” Tessa asks, walking up and looking around. “They’re not ghosts,” Meadow says, smirking at me. “My name is Meadow Cross. My sister Maeve is married to Xander Holstin. Do you know who I am.” Another round of gasps. “She’s the witchy witch.” “My cousin has some witchy lights.” “Do you think she’d make us some?”

I can't have people look down on me like that. After my bath, the makeup artist arrived and caked up my face. This time, the makeup was more than just a lid, the Boss requested her to make it heavy, and Oh My God! When she was finished, I looked nothing but a sexy lady eager to seduce with her lips, I looked like a striped dancer, the fabric didn't help at all, it was too short for my liking, my cleavage and thigh were so exposed that I felt insecure. I'd never dressed like this before; I was normally in sweatpants, a jacket, and all black.

“What do you mean? It was okay for me. You thought it was hilarious while they raped me over and over. While I begged for them to stop. You kept torturing me and laughed in my face. Why would I not want to return the favor?” “You can’t do this.” “So maybe you need to start talking. What do you want with the so-called pendant?” “I told you. I want to take over the world with it.” “How are you going to do that?” “With the goddess power, I can overpower all werewolves and take over all territories.” “What is the point of taking over if you aren’t going to be there to rule the people?” “Who says there wouldn’t be a ruler?” “Who would be ruling?”

Ned's bespectacled face emerged from the debris, decorated with a rather unfortunate crown of discarded food. ‌ "Ned, the champion of chaos!" Vanya exclaimed, her voice laced with mirth. ‌ With Ned's calculated pursuit temporarily halted by a heap of rubbish, Vanya seized her opportunity. Her sprint transformed into an all-out dash, the rhythm of her steps echoing her heartbeat. ‌ "Vanya, a force of nature!" she thought aloud, her voice a spirited declaration of her determination. ‌ Behind her, Ned struggled to emerge from the garbage avalanche, his voice a mix of exasperation and embarrassment.

Catherine I was almost sleeping cause it was night time. Suddenly, I felt some movement near the curtain of my window. I took my vase that was kept at the bedside. "Who... Who is there?" I said, suddenly fear rising in me. What if it is some kidnapper? Or a thief? Or worst, murderers? The movement slowed and I thought that it subsided, the curtain was pulled aside and I threw the vase on whoever it was. I looked up slowly.