Blooming Tails Novels & Stories

“Come on, chef boy. Let’s go check on that mango habanero aioli before you burn it like last time.” “Don’t talk about my aioli like that,” Rocky huffed, following him inside. Alone, Minnie leaned back into her chair, letting the sea air brush her skin. For the first time since the night of the dinner disaster, she let herself exhale. The water glistened. Her mimosa sparkled. She felt… not okay, but breathing. Still, something made her spine prickle. A tickle in the air. Like being watched. Then— A bouquet of sunflowers landed on the table in front of her.

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

It was just a small, small distance away… just a little bit and I can finally get out! But then… “Wait.” He… He pulled my tail. “K-kyaaaa---!” What was that?! I felt like my soul was being pulled away from my body! I immediately flailed and was able to get away from his grip. The moment I felt the cold floor on my feet, I immediately dropped down and squeezed myself on the corner. I still feel weird… my tail feels weird!

As soon as Tail saw Ada, Tail ran towards Ada. Ada's eyes turned scarlet immediately. She pulled Tail into her arms. "You have scared me! Where did you go? Ice cream? I don't want to eat ice cream! If you got lost, how could I face your mother?" Noticing that Ada was so worried about her, Tail lowered her head in guilt. Tail said slightly, "I'm sorry that I made you worried. I just went to buy two boxes of ice cream. I won't run around anymore." Ada sniffed, let go of Tail, and threatened, "If you run around again, I will tie you with a rope!"

She saw the moonlight reflected on the ocean, casting a glow across the water. She looked around, unsure where she was. Then, just ahead of her, she saw two massive, shimmering tails. The tails glittered silver in the moonlight, sometimes above water, sometimes below. When they slapped the surface, the splashes sparkled like pearls. They weren’t moving fast—almost as if they were waiting for her. Annabelle stopped drifting and used her fastest, most familiar stroke to swim toward those two magnificent tails.

Clearing my throat, Blaze floated from the floor and landed in Uriel’s hands like damn Tinkerbell. “This is a phantom tail. They help bring werewolves’ souls to the underworld that get lost along the way.”

However, the next thing Alex saw was an explosion of right. There were energy bursts on Serene's tail. At this moment, it was as if a dead tree had blossomed and spring had returned to the earth, and the five dull tails had become incomparably flamboyant and dominating again. With these tails, Serene created an unbreakable boundary. The light shone brightly. The last thing Alex saw was that Serene had placed all of her tails onto Frostine's body. An even more blinding light swept through. An unknown force pulled the Nine Tails Clan’s legacy tablet.

With gratitude in her heart, she eagerly swam away to find a safe place for her new treasure. Madissa bobbed excitedly, eager to introduce Joe, Bryan, and Nerissa to the first set of twins in the family. She swiftly swam off, leading the way, and the others followed her. They soon arrived at a pair of young merlings - a merboy with a midnight blue tail adorned with bright blue bioluminescent specs and a mergirl with a modest dress, whose deep amethyst tail shimmered with rose gold bioluminescent specs and holographic tips.

Alpha, if you will be in for the evening, may I go chase rabbits? Sure, Tessa. Stay inside the packhouse fences and not too late, okay? Yes, Alpha. As Tessa zips out her dog door into the courtyard beyond, I walk Darby to our bed. “What did he mean by superbloom?” She still looks tired, but I know my mate, and there’ll be no rest until I answer. I set her on the edge of the bed, kneeling to remove her shoes. “It’s a rare scent. Of wildflowers that bloom in mass in the desert only after certain conditions and rains. It may not happen for decades.”

Like right now when it's pristinely white against the black sky. She felt as if it had magic as its light bathed her. She was entranced by its sight. Unconsciously and unaware, while Rana was looking at the moon, she didn't feel that one by one tail grew from behind her. One by one. A white beautiful tail shoots from behind her back, slithering slowly, growing out from her lower back, a tiny narrow muscle first shooting up from behind her, growing into a white fur quietly until it swished silently. The process repeated until nine white tails formed behind her.