9 Tailed Demon Fox Novels & Stories

Mostly coming from Hunnie which is what woke me up after running all over The Vampire Kingdom this morning with my mom. We transported Cyn, bound and gag so no one had to listen to her shit, and back to her Kingdom. With my own magic and barely any energy left to give out since leaving The Demon Realm, I fixed and constructed a newly designed dungeon. My mother helped me as well, with her fox's trickery and whatever other ability she decided to use for the time being. As a Nine-Tailed Fox she could also do a lot of possession and mind control, but she says she never had to do that because no one had pissed her off enough. I'd always get annoyed when she'd say the that, because she used it on

It sounded dark and demonic at the same time. Iris squatted down in a position that shows how ready she is to fight back. The sound of bones cracking echoed in the tense air. Turning into a large black furred beast with a red color of every edges of it's fur. Unlike a normal wolf Iris has four tails with sharp metal tips. "Die!" Milana was scared of what she saw. What had she done? Screaming in fear praying for her own life. That was no ordinary wolf! It was a monster to her own eyes!

I didn’t want anyone to think I was somehow weak. The old fox laughed again. “Like Demon, there are many different Angel. You have Angel of Mercy. Angel of Death. Angel of Righteousness. Angel of Vengeance. The very devil himself is Angel.” Huh, I never thought of it that way. “Here. Demon.” The old fox motioned for his daughter who brought a long box over. “My gift to you and your mate.”

"What happened?" He took a deep breath. "He's grown up and become an Alpha of the pack. He's free from resentment and sadness. Now, he seeks revenge. He became heartless and mercilessly killing the innocent and defenseless Wolves. His demonic wolf has grown now and very powerful, pushing him to conquer different packs. The more worrying now is with each new enemy he encounters, his death become even closer. Once he died, the process will be finalized, and he will return as a Demon Alpha God to unleash widespread destruction."

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

It would also make some sense of why she could so easily slip into many different version of herself, honoring them and calling on the will to embody each sliver of herself. Her defiant answer was just the thing to kick in Blood’s lust for her energy, to taste the essence of what kept her body animated until there was nothing left. This moment made him understand why demons and succubi were often mistook for each other. Having the opportunity to ignore her needs and drink her soul dry of its life force showed him what separated them. As a demon, he wasn’t a slave to his thirst for it though, it was his choice to drink a little or all of her or none at all, unlike a succubus. For that gift, h

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

"We have met hundreds of Alphas but none is like him. His pheromones, aura, chi, dominance, everything is different. He turns Alphas into submissives and today, I was able to confirm it" "How?" "I saw it. The tattoo on his back isn't just a tattoo. I've read about demons. and don't ask me how I knew about the tattoo on his back, and why I know about demons" Jett grinned at the apprehensive tone. "Chillax, I wasn't going to ask you" "That's better. I visited their library and there was a lot about demons and I believe this pack is filled with half-demons, especially Xavier and Stefan"

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

He sidesteps them in a precarious move in the last second and spins around, furious. I’ve never seen him shift, and for good reason, I realise. That is no wolf, he looks like he belongs amongst the deformities on the front line. He is three times as big as any wolf I’ve ever seen, with silver antlers jutting proudly from his head. Real silver, I realise. He roars with impossibly large mouth and numerous unusually sharp rows of teeth. His body is lined with spikes and he has a pair of long muscular arms that form fists on the ground. The mizuki crystals chime faster behind him, excited by his shift and in a split second, I shift.