The Strongest Titan Novels & Stories

We drove closer. It was a small mining town. Or it had been. Now it was a ruin. The buildings were smashed. Cars were overturned. And in the center of the town standing in the middle of the road was a figure. It was huge. It was at least eight feet tall. It was covered in metal armor. It held a massive hammer. It turned as we approached. It had no face. Just a smooth steel visor. "What is that?" I whispered. "A Titan," Kaelen said. "Project Titan. The heavy infantry."

But powerful enough to press down on my chest and make my knees want to buckle. I turned quickly. A tall figure stood at the end of the garage hallway. The flickering neon light cast shadows across his broad shoulders. His glowing golden eyes pierced through the dimness. Caelan. He walked toward us, slow but steady, and each step seemed to shake the ground. The five men—who moments ago looked terrifying—now stood stiff and panicked, fear etched into their expressions. The shift was undeniable. One of them swallowed hard. His face paled, his eyes restless.

In all of Holtrien, any martial saint would be a mythical figure on the Titan List, and they would have to be among the top ten powerhouses at that. Yet, here in this dark underground crypt, Stanley had just revealed monstrous strength that belonged to that very realm.

Behind him, three suns framed his figure like Helios descending from the heavens. Silas clicked his tongue. "The Solar Titan Physique is one of the top-tier combat physiques. It's said it can even evolve into the legendary Solar Divine Physique. Sovereign Snow, you're so young and already this accomplished. You're truly remarkable. "But I don't believe the Solar Titan Physique is stronger than my Heaven Tyrant Physique! Come now. Let's have a good, full-on battle!" "Let's do it!" Gideon's blood was boiling, too.

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

But no matter men or women, if they fell into his hands, they would be dissected into pieces by his scalpel in the end. Doctor didn't like to be rejected by others. If you refused, he would cut off your meat piece by piece and fed it to the fish. The Doctor stood up and went to a strong man tied to the pillar. The man was two meters tall, with bulging muscles and explosive power. Doctor walked to him and reached out to touch his chest muscle, saying in a sharp voice, "You’re Titan, Sun Ying's most useful assistant, right? Didn't you expect yourself to fall into my hands? I’m really unwilling to kill a man as strong as you."

Natasha pressed. “Not just any of you but the one being who was capable enough to take on a Titan and destroy it.” He was referring to Prometheus. “My friend here was actually the one who killed him so, maybe you’ve got this whole prophecy thing wrong,” Natasha gestured to Diana. “I know that,” the figure spoke, “because it is I—Aion—the god who controls both time and reality that I was able to see how the Titan fell after you wielded the power of the gods to weaken it.”

“I didn’t expect her to be a literal feral fox. And for the record, she didn’t drop me, I let her go.” “Sure you did,” I mutter, rubbing my temples. This was chaos. We’re three Alphas, leaders of one of the strongest packs in the region, and we just got wrecked emotionally and physically by a rogue. A mate, no less. “She was stealing classified documents,” Kayden says, finally getting serious. His hazel eyes darken, and I know that look. It’s the same one he gets before a battle. “We can’t ignore that.” “I know.” My voice comes out rougher than I want. “But we also can’t ignore what she is to us.”

‘Titanium Technique, has the attacking power compared to that of a warlord, and a massive amount of inner energy…’ He had seen a lot of genius fighters before, but none of them could be compared to Kayson. Even Nicholas paled in comparison to the young man before him.

"Ahh! I can't take it! I’m going, Bane!" "Sss… that grip is fucking insane!" The girl tensed up, unable to move anymore. Each Titan had his own style—Grimm was fierce and enduring, Vanguard was gentle, and Bane had incredible technique. Occasionally, he’d buck his hips, hammering up into her with a loud Thwack, thrusting so fast it was a blur, before burying it to the hilt and holding it there. "Sss… oh… magnificent. So fucking tight." The muscular giant pulled his massive rod out. A moment later, the thick, white nectar overflowed from her slit.