Blooming Tails Novels & Stories

We all held hands, a silent promise of support amidst the coming transformation. As the wind grew stronger, a collective gasp ripped through the group. Bones began to crackle, a sound both terrifying and strangely beautiful. The girl beside me let out a guttural roar, her body contorting as fur sprouted across her skin. In seconds, a magnificent silver wolf stood in her place, its eyes glowing a fierce amber.

I urged, my voice resolute, practically challenging him to doubt again. One of his men opened his mouth to gripe, ready to complain, but then we caught it—a small monkey perched high on a bent branch, its tiny paw clutching a bloom that gave off a strange, ethereal shine. Petals in deep silver hues, the core throbbing with a gentle, supernatural radiance, like it had a pulse. “Holy shit, that’s the Silverbloom,” I whispered, transfixed, wonder coursing through me, my chest clenching with relief, the burden of the quest finally lifting, even as Lucy’s smirks and Liam’s strokes lingered in my mind.

He leaned back, his long hair flowing over his shoulders like a cascade of night, seemingly unfazed by the emptiness around him. A chill ran down my spine as I noticed the small silver chain he was playing with, his fingers moving with a practiced grace that made my heart race. Summoning my courage, I walked over, the creaky floorboards beneath my boots echoing in the stillness. This was my chance to connect with someone who, like me, seemed to exist outside the norm.

While their eyes could not be see, it was easy to guess that they were bulging out right now due to the extreme way by which their brows had been displaced. It was common knowledge that Beastmen could also use their tails in battle; however, unlike popular belief, the tail could do nothing more than act as a distraction for the enemy. It could not block a sword or hammer, and it definitely could not hold the weight of a Beastman. Skill fighters could use their tails to parry attacks, but that could only be achieved after years of training in order to adopt forms that would reduce the momentum of a strike to at least a tenth of its actual capability! However, how many could do this? Even wors

I then lift my eyes to the mirror once more than I say, "Iris? We have a tail?" "We do and it will only come out when we feel wanted, safe and loved." I pout a little as I then watch as Iris steps back and all my features return to normal and the tail in my hands disappears. I smile as I step back from the sink, walk out of the bathroom, through the bedroom, and into the closet. I look through the hanging clothes and I am surprised that hiding in the back is a light summer dress.

Jai commented, leaning back slightly from the surprising smell. Rin laughed lightly, seemingly not bothered at all by the smell. “Yes. It has to be strong to repel the monsters.” Darrion covered his nose and frowned in discomfort. “It smells kind of sour. What’s it made of?” “Fire Rat’s tail, Crusty Lemonia, Verdant Blush, and Drosaria’s Tongue,” she answered flawlessly. Those were Greek to Jai’s ears who didn’t know anything about those things. Though he ever heard about the Fire Rat tail when he was at Teacher Enji’s class. But those things seemed to ring in his friend’s ears, because the blonde hummed in acknowledgement.

His eyes darkened, pupils narrowing to slits. "Fuck, look at you. Already a mess for me." His tail teased the hem of my panties, slipping beneath to brush my clit. I gasped, hips bucking. "Zev," I moaned, gripping the table’s edge. His tail was relentless, stroking my folds with slow, deliberate pressure, slick with my arousal. It was thick, flexible, and oh-so-warm, like a living toy designed to torment me.

Not symbolically. Truly. A gentle, warm crimson light shimmered from each petal, growing stronger with every passing second. It looked like starlight filtered through rose quartz, soft and dreamlike. I gasped. “It’s... glowing.” Lucian’s gaze never left my face. “They’re called Moonborne blooms. They glow naturally, but only after the last light of day disappears.” “They’re beautiful.” “So are you,” he said before he could stop himself. He turned away quickly, like the words had slipped out without his permission. I said nothing. Just smiled.

"Adrianna, to me, you are the most precious thing in this world." "Here," he said, his tone changing as he momentarily let go of me to retrieve something. He pulled out a small, elegant jewelry box. "I have something for you." "What is this?" I asked. When I opened the box, I had to catch my breath. Inside lay the newly released Ocean's Embrace diamond bracelet, a collaboration piece by Kairos Jewels. It featured 108 diamonds arranged to mimic stars circling the moon, each stone sparkling with an intense brilliance.

I can make out a pink flower's petal showing from under the right sleeve and what looks a lot like a dragon tail on the left one. "Are you ready?"