13 Tailed Beast Novels & Stories

She saw a humongous fox with nine tails fighting a bunch of half-human and half cow. "Minotaur?" She murmured. She furrowed her eyebrows when she saw the nine-tailed fox was not giving its best to fight. It seemed that it was protecting something from the minotaur. She also noticed that the nine-tailed fox had a big would on the side. She felt pity for the nine-tailed fox but she still needs to eradicate it because maybe it will impose a threat to humanity. So she decided to eradicate both of them but she stopped when she saw a tiny pup behind the nine-tailed fox. Then she understood that the nine-tailed fox was a mother and it was just protecting its pup.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

my beast grumbled, not happy with his appearance. “Can't wait to kill him," he let out again, and then I turned to Brian gritting my teeth. He stopped a few meters from me, noticing my beast was in control. "Alpha There is a stranger in our territory. An almost lifeless woman." I turned to him, my hands still outstretched, ready to strike. But something in his words gave me pause. A woman? Here? We don't have many women in my pack. No women from outside our pack want to be with our men because they believe we are a beast and their parents will quickly get them to be with other men instead.

I could feel their whispers like daggers at my back, their murmurs turning into a dull roar. "She’s insane." "She’ll die before the week’s out." "A mere omega with the beast king? What is she thinking?" Amira’s violet eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting as if she couldn’t form the words to express her horror. Max, standing beside her, looked at me like I’d grown a second head. The once-confident sneer he wore now faltered, replaced by confusion. Even the Lycan king himself paused. Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher.

“This is a One-Horned Beast with a huge size and strong combat power. Its overall evaluation is three stars, which is similar to the Eight-Jawed Beast from earlier. However, this beast has a special characteristic. Once it gets angry, it’ll turn red all over and enter a berserk state. At that time, the beast will be very difficult to deal with, and its destructive power will be very strong! We need to be careful.” Ludo recognized the beast at a glance and told the others in a low voice. This One-Horned Beast could be found in the database of the Heavenly Court. This beast was normally very docile and did not like to attack, but once agitated, it would rampage. Clatter! With a slight movement

Flashback thirty years ago. It's been thirty years ago when I first encountered the demon fox. Ancient legends say that a nine-tailed demon is so powerful that just a single swipe from one of its nine tails can raise tsunamis, tornadoes, and flatten mountains. They can also breathe fire and create massive destruction.

There was a loud silence as everyone was captivated by the intricate design of the painting. It was a complex drawing of a beast that had four heads. Heads that look like a mixture of wolf and man and each head having different eye colors. Bright blue ocean eyes like spirit. Red bloody eyes like flames of anger A golden yellow eyes like jealousy and lust and lastly silver, gray eyes like a plague of death. The heads shared one body with two arms and legs but it had four separate tails with three tails moderately lengthy while the fourth one which is the tail in the middle was significantly longer than the rest and the background was pitch dark like the darkest night.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

They felt pity for Dakota since she will definitely be crashed. "Fight with my big one first, Dakota." Frederick patted the Cursed Gorilla. "Do well, Monstrus." The Cursed Gorilla nodded. He looked at Dakota and gave her bloodshot eyes. He was about to attack Dakota when a beam of light suddenly made them blind. When the light slowly disappeared, they were shocked to see a huge Nine-tailed Fox! That's a rare spirit beast. Although not big as the Cursed Gorilla, the crowd could feel that the Nine-tailed Fox is stronger than Frederick's spirit beast.

Her sweet scent whispered in the night air, faint but distinct, teasing my senses and pulling me in her direction like an invisible thread. My heart raced. She was on the other side of the park. Was she in her wolf form? Some omegas never shifted, but I’d heard of a few who did. The urge to change into my wolf and track her pumped through my veins. But a wolf roaming through the city wouldn’t go over well. I didn’t care, but I didn’t want the locals trigger-happy and putting down innocent animals.