Titan Wing Monstrous Nightmare Novels & Stories

Clearly, I am in a nightmare, and it is all because of that stinking movie. Shaking my head, I take a deep breath and decide that I am going to walk out of the bathroom and wake myself up before this dream has a bad ending and I end up dead. However, once I open the door, a sudden gust of wind hits me, and I fly backwards as the tornado rips through the apartment building, and everything is decimated in its path. A few days later, I wake up and feel so much better till I look around and realize that I am lying in the bathtub of the apartment and my foot has been severed.

An ear-powdering circle of tearing metal halled through the bridge. The gravel gave up. The massive titanium wings were torn inward and a Flood of purple eyes and black, crystalline legs broke into the Command Center. The silent firefight began. Kael's rifle hit quickly chipping cartridges, while Novas shotguns vacuum with tungsten filled. The empty weavers fragmented in series, but their sheer power was expressing. One of the spiders shot over Kael's head and landed directly on the command armchair, his hooks drilled into the frozen body of the

She happily said as she observed him through the magical orb. A massive warship left a planet covered in dark thunderous clouds and joined the waiting fleet. A man wearing a black armor decorated with medals was standing and looking outside the observation deck. "Soon, Heavens Fall will be ours. The Nightmares will win this war." He smiled after saying these words with complete confidence. "Set course for Heavens Realm. Time to show those Starlian insects the might of the Nightmare's Dark Fleet." He ordered his men. The massive fleet began to move and advance towards a Titan Class Portal (a massive round purple portal). A much smaller ship is also with the fleet and is escorted by seven drea

I closed my eyes as I clung onto the vampire's clothing that still hung from his frame. "I didn't know that you could fly," I shrieked. Draven chuckled and told me only vampire royalty had wings as he and Devin flew fast and far. Finally, we swooped down into the foliage of a birch tree landing upon a thick branch. "You're both royalty?" I questioned and Devin nodded. "We are both princes. We also have someone following us," Draven growled and pointed down toward the trees getting knocked over and heading in our direction. The huge hybrid warrior called Titan burst through the foliage and glared up at us. Devin gestured toward his brother.

It wrapped around the Titan’s arm like a python. The Titan froze. "System failure," the voice crackled. "Bio-readings dropping. Critical... critical..." The Titan started to scream. It was a horrible, wet sound that echoed inside the helmet. The purple mist seeped through the joints of the armor. It ignored the steel. It went straight for the flesh inside. I watched in horror as the Titan’s struggles grew frantic. He tried to shake the boy off, but my son held on with supernatural strength. The mist pulsed. Throb. Throb.

It crawled. "Target... active..." it skipped. It was dragging itself toward me. I reached for my railgun. It was gone, lost in the fall. I reached for my sidearm. The holster was empty. I had my knife. An obsidian blade, six inches long. The Titan was ten feet away. It was leaking violet fluid that hissed where it touched the star-metal. "You... don't... quit," I murmured. "Mission... parameters... absolute," the Titan said.

she asked Dennis. "Bionics," he replied. "Heavy titanium plates infused with a defensive-offensive technology that even the Army hasn't begun to conceive of its existence yet. They're trillions of dollars in worth and thousands of tons in weight." And somehow, a shadowy division of an even more shadowy covert department of the UN decided to give them to a teenager to play with, Megan added in her head, the thought perplexing her. But speaking of which, she asked, "How in the world is he able to carry the wings then if they weigh as much as you said?"

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?"

“Access denied. The Vault is a sanctuary for the Living. Not a tomb for the Dead.” "She’s not dead!" Caleb roared, stepping toward the sphere. "Open the gate, or I’ll blast this glacier into the ocean!" “Hostility detected. Engaging defensive protocols.” Suddenly, the snow beneath their feet began to shift. Four massive, metallic shapes—centipede-like drones with serrated limbs—burst from the ice. They moved with a terrifying, liquid speed, their sensors locked onto the Titan team. "Protect the Chairwoman!" Silas shouted, his rifle barking as he opened fire.

"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.