Black Tailed Fox Novels & Stories

He said as he winked at him. "Yes. Just one day. Just one day." Alexander said, much more to himself. He'd been trying to convince himself. Mike right, Vee and Monika would protect her. After all, those three were irrevocably in love with each other. The Black Wolf's Clan Empire was the largest and most influential in the world, consists of four factions, mainly the Fairy Wolf's Clan in which they operated in the black market and drug operations. The Vamp Wolf's Clan faction was divided into two cluster, in the morning who attacked and operates in sunrise and the night crawlers who invade at night. They were specialized in human trafficking. They loved having humans as their slaves in all a

Laney's initial appearance was that of a beautiful and graceful woman with a slim figure and radiating charm. However, her entire body now bore layers of long fur. Her once lovely face extended into a long, pointed shape, and her slender hands gradually transformed into sharp claws. In no time, Laney metamorphosed from a beauty into a giant white fox with nine tails. The white fox howled toward the sky, leaped into the air, extended its claws, and fiercely pounced on Noah.

My hair turns a silver-white shade like the moon as fox ears, and nine tails pop on my head and back. I was ignoring all the stares and surprised looks from the crowd. The feral made a screeching howling. He came charging me full speed as I extended my hand and blasted my black-blue fox fire at him. He starts to screech in agony and pain. His whole body starts to melt; he reaches for me with little strength, still wanting to kill me, but before he can do that. His entire body then turned into ash. I let the magic go, and my appearance and the magic barrier dispel.

Feral’s now elongated ears trembled nervously in a way that could soften even an angel’s heart and he smiled a bit shyly. Thankfully, although people couldn’t help staring at him what they actually had their eyes on was the beast on his neck. On the slender neck stood a graceful-looking fox with a stunning pair of eyes holding a blue sclera and sharp red pupils that emitted such pressure that could make one’s hair stand and even more astonishing was the glowing seven tails which stood majestically behind his back leisurely swaggering in the air while others caringly caressed the elf.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

It was almost tragic I needed to have it end. Bursting through the bushes I leaped onto her tail pinning her to the ground. She turned snapping back at me her little needle teeth trying to sink into my fur to reach my skin. Cute try love. I laughed. Andre, cleaners here? Yep. Bring a carrier and some clothes for me. This is going to get messy. Damn, putting your mate in a carrier? They were designed for pups who got out of control but they’d hold a fox just fine too. She kept trying to wiggle out never tiring only hissing and snarling which might have been intimidating for a rabbit but this was just sad.

I rush into the arena, and the sight in front of me makes me pause. In the middle of the pit is a massive three-tailed fox, its white fur gleaming under the dim lights. The crowd is on their feet, screaming and roaring with bloodlust. The fox is surrounded by five wolves and a panther, each one circling, waiting for an opening. But it’s not just any fox. “Shit,” I mutter, my heart racing. It’s Legion.

If Winter can confuse that person with me, Madeline never met me. I heard a light gasp coming from Winter when suddenly a large wolf with shining black fur, which shone under sunlight, giving it a purple illusion, appeared. He also had white strips all over his belly, but what caught my attention was the white crescent moon mark in the middle of his forehead. “He is awesome.” Winter gushed, but I saw him frozen at his place too. Our family had a history of black wolves. Zyphre is also a midnight-black wolf with the same mark in the middle of his forehead.

When the blinding light finally dimmed, every soul who was still seated before was forced to stand up. The creature on the field was indeed a wolf- a gigantic one, even bigger than the black wolf. This she-wolf possessed very rare pearl white fur, rare eyes, was taller than the black wolf and even had, not one, not two, but freaking nine long tails that seemed to be alive!

Her back arched and bowed, fur spreading all over her skin and with one final snap, she slumped down. Panting and exhausted, but it was over! She’d shifted! And I gaped as I slowly moved closer to her. Her fur was the brightest shade of red that I’d ever seen. Thick and slick. Just looking at it I could feel how soft it was. Unable to help myself, I let a hand run through it, confirming that it was indeed just as smooth as silk. Only then did I take in the rest of her. All four paws were black, making it look like she was wearing dark socks. A white underbelly and a white-tipped tail, reminding me more of a fox than a wolf.