4 Tails Jinchuuriki Novels & Stories

As I came around the corner, I realized I had found Hachiro. “Come on, mother fuckers? You think you’re tough cause you got to join a yakuza clan. Bring it fuckers? I was born into this clan. I was the personal bodyguard of the heir. I was the guard of Kitsune. You pathetic whelps ain’t got shit on me. You only managed to catch me because you gassed our house. And if my wife or baby are hurt from that, I’m resurrecting you to kill you again.” Hachiro was shouting as he used a steel pipe to bash in heads.

I didn’t sense her presence anymore; however, I could see a whole new being before me. “My name is Hyundai, the three-tailed wolf.” Her voice came again. They had switched, and he had taken over; no wonder I couldn’t feel her presence. He was far more scary than her, and I could tell that from his scent that I would be dead if she attacked. “Why is Hyundai talking to her? He only spoke to worthy opponents that he felt could keep him in check.” The guards murmured behind me. I wanted to be courageous, but their words only made my heart sink. It was true that the three-tailed wolf only switched when Hilary’s opponents happened to be stronger than her, and none of them ever survived. I didn’t w

His navy blue tail was veiny and had light brown stripes. The younger of the twins, Ishan had chestnut brown hair. His tail was lighter than his hair and the tip of his tail was of golden color. The second to the last born, the child who had been brave enough to wander off on her own to look for Emerson was a girl. Mya was a golden tailed nagini with golden yellow hair. Her locks had beads just like her father, Amosis but she was just as playful as Gracchus. Then the last born, the little baby who had just been born looked just like their mother.

My voice echoed around the room and I heard the dragon’s low chuckle. He emerged from the shadows and suddenly we were outside, in the open with the dark night sky above us. His eyes had a murderous glint in them and I watched his spiked tail. The dragon was gray, like mine and I almost felt sorry for the illusion. I ran straight toward him and he moved his body sideways as his tail swept across the ground and lifted at the last second to strike me full in the chest. I was on his tail and ran up towards his back as his tail swished around and he turned his head to get a look at me.

Her voice trembled with the weight of an unacknowledged fear. Ren of the ten Tails…mischievous and cunning, though devoid of the usual glint in his golden eyes, spoke with an almost somber composure. “So, someone found a Chosen One. Someone found the key to his cage.” His multiple tails, usually in a state of constant motion, stilled as he continued. “And that person… they let him out.” A collective shiver coursed through the room, freezing the atmosphere with the chilling implication of what had transpired.

Alphas who grew a few features to signal their status. This was different. The man before her stood barefoot on cracked concrete. His bare chest was covered in glowing violet runes carved into his skin. His black hair fell wildly around his face. Two sharp fox ears rose from his head, twitching at the sound of the door opening. And behind him… Nine enormous silver-white tails whipped through the air. Each one powerful enough to crack the concrete walls. Lyra’s breath stopped. A Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox. The ancient bloodline of the Imperial Thorne family.

The ripping away of her jeans followed his statement as he now stared down at her shirt. Kanda’s chest was heaving with her panicked breathing. He cannot be serious! He HAS done gone plumb crazy! He titled his head as though an idea just came to him. Then he dropped the scissors to the floor. Reaching down, he grabbed a good amount of shirt in his fist and tugged it completely from her body. A satisfied look then came over his face. “I always wanted to try that. It was a lot easier than I thought. Just like, how is it you would put it? ‘Like a hot knife through butter’.”

They lie at random, who fell where, exhausted, deafened, and Kit's fingers slowly wander from one to the other, caressing quietly and gratefully. Darkness can't... Keith. One. The only one. Ki-tsu-ne. A syllable for each of her men. Three steps up the stairs to hell. Three steps up the stairs to heaven. kitsune Kitsune copper-eyed - Cunning red creature, sweeps tails, Weaves an unreal fairy tale: Promises January Exchange for compliant May, A soulless photo For tenderness and eternal affection. Grinds small teeth In the familiar grin of the gods, I know - it will destroy, not in a year

Why did this little girl seem scarier than meeting his mom? "Holy shit, Catpig. Who is this fine specimen of a human being!?" Another young girl asked as she came down the stairs. This girl looked exactly like the first except, she behaved like she was high on sugar. He sighed. "Darcy, this is Higan." I laughed, unable to hold it in. "Catpig?" He glared at me. "That's top secret information so, keep it to yourself, buddy." Darcy grabbed my arm and asked, "How did you become friends with Jamie? Did he beg you?"

Jade blurted out before she could stop herself. Jin seemed surprised for a moment, but then, burst out in laughter. He winked at Jade and whispered, “Old enough.” Embarrassed, Jade tried to find something to distract herself. And to avoid looking at Jin. “What do you think?” Jin said, breaking the silence. Finally getting over her shame, Jade cleared her throat and tried to look serious. “How?” “There is a legend around here… About the four Holy Beasts responsible for protecting the four kingdoms—”