Titan Invincible Comic Novels & Stories

Now, tomorrow, forever. His. My mind processes the rest of his words and then, takes in the dark, burning intensity of his gaze. The tick of his jaw. “What do you mean by that?” I ask, drawing back, away from him. “As I said before, you don't need a hero. Or a savior. Someone who's all perfect. What you need is an anti-hero, who's dark. Someone knows you inside out. On your own, you're so fucking lost. So fucking confused. It's like you're stuck in this void space, with no place to go. No idea how to get out. I'll be your anti-hero, Titania. I'll be the one to show you the light again. To make you unclench, let go of your inhibitions and start living again like you're meant to. Maybe not for

The tattered skiff beneath our feet disintegrated into a cloud of iron dust as the sheer force of our re-connection pushed the silver mist away, creating a hundred-foot crater of absolute vacuum in the center of the vault. Dante’s form expanded, the rusted leather of his scrapper jacket tearing away as the "Void-Titan" armor manifested across his chest like black iron plates. His tattered wings snapped open, no longer the weak ribbons of the harbor, but massive sails of obsidian and crimson light that cut through the gold data-chains of the vault. "Zora," he rasped, his voice no longer that of a stranger. The grey eye was gone, replaced by the blazing, solid red of the Alpha who had burned t

Titan had no trace of Internal Breath in his body, yet he was still respected by all the guests. "Our master captured them to be his pets." Titan answered in a low and muffled voice. "Pets?" Everyone was dumbfounded. They had all done their research on Chu Xun secretly, so they knew Titan was referring to Chu Xun as "the master". "Only Chu the Devil would be able to keep so many beasts as his pets..." ... They then heard a piercing chirp across the sky as a giant figure flew past them. The figure covered the sun as a strong, fierce wind started blowing.

A pillar of pure cyan energy, over a hundred feet in diameter and carrying the wrath of a dying star, struck down from the heavens! The beam tore straight through the Titan's violet psychic shielding, violently slamming into the dead center of its colossal mass. A geyser of acidic, green blood erupted into the sky like a volcanic eruption. The Titan unleashed a psychic shriek of agony that literally boiled the surrounding ocean. Its massive body crashed heavily back into the sea, triggering a second, even more terrifying tsunami. "Now! Max altitude!"

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."

“You let Ghost mess this up, and I swear to God, Vesper, I’ll be waiting right here. With flowers. And chocolate. And maybe another bike for you to smash. Whatever wins you over.” Red chimes in before I can reply, arms full of bags. “You better be ready to fight dirty, Titan. Ghost isn’t the type to lose easy.” “I don’t mind getting my ass kicked,” Titan says with a grin, lifting our bags like a gentleman. “Not when the view’s this good.” I shake my head and follow him out, the air cool and biting after the warmth of the shop. Titan opens the car door with a bow so exaggerated it makes a few people turn to look.

Victor looked at him, then addressed the others. “I was thinking of giving him the name ‘Papiro,’” he said, “but honestly, it sounds foolish. Titus deserves a stronger name. From now on, he will be called Titan.” Victor’s words were strong and clear, and the rest of the members immediately responded, chanting in unison, “Titan, Victor’s right hand… Titan, the name of the new moon… Titan, will lead us to Victory!” The chant echoed through the room, and Victor raised his hand to silence them. “Titan is now my second-in-command,” he declared, his eyes scanning the room, “and you will all follow his orders as if they were my own.”

The inclusion of Laura Lehman and her powerful Exodus mech had somewhat evened the odds, but would it be enough? As if on cue Martin's shield vaporized, orange armour blown away by the third Titan, who wielded an explosive combination of rocket launchers and a howitzer. "Blast it!' Telbus shouted. "My shield is completely gone!" But the Titans weren't finished. They converged in the blink of an eye, combined ordinance tearing Martin's Sentinel to shreds before I could blink. That spelled disaster. I'd taken just as much damage as he had, meaning I was only seconds away from being just as exposed as he now was. If our defence crumbled, nothing could stop the Titans from destroying the warhead

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.

Octavio added, and Titan stiffed at his position and warned him with a low growl. “No witch business, do you understand?” “She could help us,” “Or she could send her wolf away. I don’t trust her just because that witchy ass love to satisfy your human cock,” Titan exclaimed rudely. “I will not allow you to take her away from me. Not this time when these leaches, rogues, and wolves knew about her heat. They will come for her, and not more than that. I want my seed inside her womb.” Titan cleared his intentions with no hint of emotions, but when Octavio looked down at the exhausted feature, he felt something.