13 Tailed Beast Novels & Stories

"The combination of every smaller piece of them to make something huge - The war caused all these for mankind." Avery remained lost, she stared at the pictures that were on the left and right. "I still don't understand." Avery finally said how lost she was in what Wahika is trying to explain to her." Wahika sighed. "The beast is most powerful when the red moon is out. It represents the day they were all wiped out to become one. The beast and the sea monster are both immortal - their territory is the forest of Armageddon." "What about the witches clash?"

Riley’s life shatters the moment she meets her mate. Instead of accepting her, he rejects her at first sight and, in the same breath, proposes to her stepsister. For Riley, the pain cuts deeper because this is not the first thing she has lost to her sister. All her life, Riley has sacrificed her happiness, her opportunities, and everything precious just to keep the peace in her family. But she never imagined she would be asked to give up her mate too. When her stepsister finally offers to give something back, it comes at a terrible price. Riley is asked to take her place in an ancient ritual that has thrown every young maiden in the city into fear, a single night with the Beast. The Beast

That day, when he lost inside the forest where we lived, I believed that it was destined as well. Hiro is something so special to the point that everyone else wanted his body. I nodded in confusion and said, "M-maybe? How would I know?" Even the three siblings are too stunned to speak. They were just staring at him. His stomach glowed and it showed the fox bead. It was the most precious fox bead in the nine-tailed foxes' history because of its original form. Like humans, nine-tailed foxes are also evolving. My very own bead is modernized by the highest supreme being just like the other nine-tailed foxes.

Jacob informed me. His update caused a furrow to crease my brow. "Didn't the Beast Kingdom give up following their humiliating defeat?" I pondered internally. "Do they truly have the audacity to return after suffering such a defeat?" I exclaimed incredulously. "Indeed, their numbers are limited, usually less than twenty of those from the Beast race. Assisted by General Solan, handling them has become rather straightforward," Jacob mentioned casually, his relaxed demeanor indicating his recent involvement in the morning's patrol.

he added again. Justin could die of curiosity at this, he already knows what a nine-tailed fox looks like, but why isn't the creature showing its shape now, has there been a change in the shape of the creature? Justin's two eyes could see the nine tails hovering, pitch black with glowing red stripes as if there was a demonic aura emanating from the tail. "What's that fox tail?" the monologue. Justin still doesn't understand. Judging from the tail alone, it's very scary, especially when it comes to body and face.

She didn't feel humiliated, because she knew this would happen. To Aztec, Beatrice would always come first, and frankly, Sandra wasn't going to try and come between them. She didn't want to be in her fantasies of a prince charming because as long as she was human and the wolves despised her, there was just no way she would ever get comfortable and claim she was one of them.

The beast looked like a product of pure rage, forged in the image and likeness of wickedness personified. Its eyes were a pool of red, fangs bared and ready. A loud growl pierces through the air as it lunges, its claws tearing at the air. Marisol could feel its power, its anger, its hatred aimed at nothing she could currently make out, but she couldn't look away.

Seeing that the screams were doing nothing to the intruders, the fox's six tails lunged forward, banging at the defensive barrier, wanting to knock it down by all means. ~ A/n: A monster fox’s level is mostly known by the number of tails it has. Having 6 signifies that it’s an A-level beast pushing for S-level. ~ When nothing happened after a while, the fox's tails retracted, and it turned to flee. With them needing to move, the defensive device was deactivated. They chased after it, their swords in hand, ready to claim that annoying beast's core.

Plus, my doctor said my hormones were out of balance, and I needed a way to relieve the stress. However, I already had a wolfhound at home. Salem Tarr would definitely have taken issue with it. Sensing my hesitation, the vendor kicked the beastkin. "Get up and show the lady your muscles." The beastkin rose to his feet slowly. Chains bound his body, and he could only remove his black T-shirt with one hand, instantly revealing his lean, pale muscles. However, his skin was covered in bruises and scars.

He held a staff topped with the head of a wolf. "Thank you, Tailor," the masked man said. "The sacrifice is complete. The Origin is broken. Now, bring me the girl." Rowan drew his sword, but the Tailor simply snapped his fingers. The floor beneath us turned into water.