6 Tailed Beast Novels & Stories

No matter how hard the black light struck, it couldn't break the barrier. "Damn, he's strong!" Inside the aircraft, Aryella and the others were awestruck. The apex overbeast seemed to realize Gideon was no pushover and started to take him seriously. Its massive, eerie eyes flickered with a crimson glow. Aside from that, Gideon noticed its tail resembled a snake's, stretching 100 to 160 feet long, lined with bone spurs. Then, the black tail slammed down. Wherever it swept, mountains crumbled, and the earth split open into deep ravines.

I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it.

Other than Arne, even those who did not want to admit that fact had been forced to. Even the disciples of the Deer Pavilion behind Arne had slowly accepted the truth. Time flashed by, and the stage was quickly cleaned up. Fane steadily walked up the stage again. This time, the crowd was exceptionally quiet. Everyone was already looking at Fane with a different expression. The caretaker took out another black scroll. After opening the scroll, five new beast images were shot into the air. Fane looked up at those beasts in detail. Fane was thankful that he recognized two out of the five beasts this time. The first was a coral drake that was on the rightmost end, while the nine-tailed scarlet fo

"What's so surprising? There are all kinds of artifacts in the world, and each of them has its unique uses. "Oh, look, there's a rare beast up ahead, the Six-Tailed White Dragon Tiger. Its fur can be used for clothing, its tendons and bones for crafting artifacts, and it can even be used to brew potent medicinal elixir with exceptional effects! Adrian, give it a try!" Adrian looked ahead and found a white tiger with six tails lying in the abyss. He wondered how a tiger could survive in such a place but did not dwell on it. With his Scarlet Dracoblade in hand, Adrian swiftly launched an attack on the tiger.

Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher. The silence that followed my words felt eternal. Then came his voice, deep and sharp as steel. “Repeat that.” I took a shaky breath, feeling the eyes of everyone present in the room. My legs trembled, but I straightened my shoulders, meeting his icy blue gaze. “I volunteer… to be your mate,” I said again, my voice steady this time. The room erupted. Some people gasped; others burst into laughter. “She’s committing suicide!” “A poor little omega? The king will tear her apart!”

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

They collapsed to the ground the moment they saw the Iron-clawed Blue-scaled Eagle. "Old man, this is a level 5 demonic beast. We have to reconsider the reward." Chu Xun looked at Harry mockingly. Without waiting for old Harry to speak, he waved his hand, and the Blue-headed Golden-eyed Beast walked over to him. "Old man, check the goods." He glanced at old Harry meaningfully. With its lantern-sized eyes wide open, the Blue-headed Golden-eyed Beast stared at old Harry, as if it were thinking about what goods this old man was going to inspect.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

Amarok said, “why would we travel to Nabis Island—right where the beast is buried? That’s suicide.” “My brother is right,” Geri added. “None of this makes sense.” The witch's voice dropped lower. “Because the only way to reseal the creature… is with your united bond. You must return to where the first guardians stood. Only together, in flesh, blood, and spirit, can you bind it again.” “Why six of us?” Tara asked. “Why not two… or four?” “Because the Hexa Bond is sacred. Six souls. Six hearts. Six wolves. That is the only number the seal will accept.”