Monstrous Titan Novels & Stories

The one who had given his blood to forge the continent's first wards—only to be betrayed, drugged, and locked into a cold stasis pod by his own court when he refused to let them divide the land. The High Council didn't seal a monster, Lupine whispered in horror within my mind. They sealed the creator. "Elara!" A dark shadow dropped through the shattered ceiling hatch above. Tristan appeared out of thin air, his dual trench blades coated in a shimmering, dark purple neurotoxin. He struck from the titan's blind spot, driving both blades straight under the warrior's armpit where the armor plates overlapped. The titan let out a low, irritated grunt, his hand releasing my wrist as he backhanded T

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

Behind the wall of crushing black water, the true nightmare emerged. It defied human comprehension. The Titan was a moving mountain range of jagged, obsidian-like volcanic carapace and pulsing, bioluminescent purple flesh. Massive, mile-long tentacles whipped through the air, generating localized hurricanes with every movement. Its sheer mass displaced so much water that the Pacific Ocean seemed to drain away from the shoreline, leaving miles of seabed exposed before the tsunami crashed down. "Hold the line!" Jack’s voice roared over the global comms, his heavy Defender mech bracing its massive hydraulic legs deep into the Californian sand.

"Gabriel agreed to let you go, but on one condition. You'll have a nausea chip implanted. This chip will release random electrical pulses 24 hours a day, triggering vomiting at unpredictable times. If you can endure it for five years, Gabriel will let you off." My mother's eyes went wide with fury. "That damn kid! I'm his mother. How could he do this to me?" The doctor gave a quiet laugh. "You don't know? Gabriel already severed all legal ties with you. To him now, you're just an enemy." When my mother woke up from the anesthesia, aside from a slight soreness in her throat, she didn't feel anything unusual. She let out a few dismissive laughs. "It's just a chip. What's the big deal? You're a

But I could clearly feel that something massive had happened. Because the usually steady and calm Alpha Kael was so panicked that the blade dropped from his hand with a clang. Immediately after, harsh light flooded in from the entrance. It seemed the heavy stone doors had been thrown wide open. Accompanied by chaotic voices. It sounded like many pack warriors had rushed into the sacred altar room. I heard countless messy footsteps, hurried and heavy, rushing toward me. Then came the incredibly noisy shouting. There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear.

CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

The cavern echoed with a low, menacing rumble as the titan shifted its enormous form. Its crimson eyes, burning with rage, fixated on Maya and Kael, who stood like gnats trapped in a spider's web. The knowledge they gleaned from the mural offered a glimmer of hope, but the sheer power radiating from the entity threatened to extinguish it. A distraction was needed – a way to buy precious seconds while Maya completed the binding ritual etched into the remnants of the ancient altar. But who would be the one to face the titan's wrath head-on?

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

I supported him while he was on his feet. Gosh! The drugs must have been taking an effect on him. “Kick that jerk out of here!” Raylie hissed silently. He was as if losing his strength. The servants approached Travis who already planned to get away. But Thore and the twins were quick in catching him. I don’t know what else happened and I focused on Raylie. “Are you okay?” He smiled. “Of course. No one can beat a Titan.” He said with pride. But just right after, he closed his eyes and lost his consciousness.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.