Angelic Tails Novels & Stories

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply the scents of the tree, the lake, the wildflowers. Nothing could calm her like this place did. Yet it seemed today that it wouldn't remain that way for long. The sound of footsteps approaching caused Angel to sit bolt upright. The sprites who had been dancing about the surface of the lake, zipping through the trailing willow branches and sometimes Layoning sprays of water at her, now hurried away as though the newcomer had disturbed them, maybe even threatened them. Sprites were a good judge of danger, and they'd never

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.”

Angelica prowled closer, hips rolling, the predatory grace of a big cat stalking a half-dead rabbit. “The celestial being growing inside you cannot be allowed to remain with you,” she said. Her voice was cold, clinical, but edged with a hunger that sent ice needles up my spine. “You were never the point, you know. You were just a vessel the gods designed to build the one thing capable of ending me.” She planted her foot and waved her hand. “But they forgot—” her lips curled up, showing her white teeth, “—that I was always better at this game.”

To which Pawn Clara shook her head in the negative. "Kitsune are the Nine-tailed foxes," Bishop Eloise explained. "The nine tails signify nine points of power. One tail is a person's spiritual energy whereas the other tail is their physical strength. When the tenth tail is added, they become a spirit fox. Then it's called Spirit Fox." "Spirit Fox! That's awesome!" Pawn Clara exclaimed. Bishop Eloise told her to take him to the other side of the castle where he could smell Rook Theia. It was easy to spot a vampire among so many foxes.

Suddenly it disappeared and the figure that stood in front of him took his breath away. She was svelte with long white blond hair that fell in gentle cascades down her back almost to her knees. White fluffy pointed ears poked out through her hair as well as a short pair of pristine white horns. She swished a long silver and white plumed tail that shimmered in the light. She was dressed in a gauzy white material that shifted and shimmered like a constant breeze was blowing. She had a fluffy ruff around her neck like a scarf that ended in a point at the start of her cleavage but traced a line down her bare back along her spine to the start of her tail, where the gauzy dress started at the back

“Give enough time and her bones will rebuild, rejoined, and rehealed. Note, bones.” Agatha then thought, if I cut off her head from her body, then that means she can’t re-heal herself. She leaped into the sky and with calmness in her appearance, she said, “I call upon thee the angel of light.” WHOOSHHHH! The lightning from the sky struck Agatha’s back and created a halo behind her. Agatha’s three tails appeared behind her.

They were the only ones who were close with eight wings. In Heaven, there was a Stone Steely that would track the cultivation of the winged people, and on top of the Steely was Michael, and under was Lucifer. It would track the person no matter where they were and report their cultivation. They had dominated the two top positions for a millennium and were envied throughout Heaven. Suddenly, a golden lettering was seen on top of Miachael’s name, astonishing everyone. Archangel Goddess Maia - ten wings. Azrael looked upon the Stone Steely and gasped. It was hard to comprehend that the woman he had once had relations with and killed was reborn and now held the top spot on the Stone Steely with

“Something is wrong with him. We have to get away.” And as if the earth agreed with me, it shook again. More basilisks emerged from the ground, and I looked at my mate. “More griffins are coming!” Azael shouted. The angels formed an attack formation that made me realize I wanted to be there, up there, but the reality was harsher. “Go with the baby,” said Ada, who flew toward us. “We'll deal with the basilisks; go.” Her insistence made me look at her carefully.

Twisting as she flies, clawing at one target, then breathing fire at another before sending two more fireballs at the last remaining targets, headshots. When she lands in the centre of the area, she suddenly feels a bit too short. Like she was just a few inches shorter. Callie looks at herself and Eliza gasps, she was maybe five-feet tall, and the same sort of length, but her tail went on for miles. Well, seven and a bit feet, but still. She fluffs it out a bit, it’s almost exactly like a peacock’s tail, with the eyes and everything, just in shades of red, orange, yellow and gold. She smiles inwardly,

He would bargain for eternity to see it again, but the moment came and the Festival began - the exhibitions of Celestial Wing The feathers on her back began to line up like scales. Her spine looked carved out by the bones of her wings. Then something amazing happened: everyone had wings, black and white, demons and angels alike. But it was hers that sparkled the brightest. When he saw her face, he realized she wasn't the same anymore. The scenery changed again before he could describe i