Books About Kitsune Novels & Stories

The woman smiled. “I’m curious to know what you can offer in return.” Zander didn’t best around the bush. The woman opened her right hand, in it contained a small obsidian orb, it was dark and attractive, it even let out glow but the energy emanating from it was very profound. Kitsune inadvertently let’s out a loud gasps as she sees this. “Master..” She mumbled but one glance from her Master made her swallow any protests. Zander noticed the small exchange between the pair, Kitsune’s reaction caused him to be curious about what the orb is. “And what is this?”

It was as if they all had moved to a dark room and her eyes which stared into your soul was the only light so all you could do is stare back. Ayame exhales. “Aka Manto… Amanojaku… Gashadokuro… Jorogumo… Jubokko, Kappa, Kuchisake Onna, Kyokotsu, Nure Onna, Yuki Onna, Obariyon, Onihitokuchi, Shuten Doji, Tamamo-no-Mae, Yamauba, Sutoku Tenno… If its none of then then nod to this… Obake, Tengu, Tsukumogami, Kinataro, Rokurokubi, Yurei. None of these either huh… Then was it a Zashiki- warashi? Or a Tanuki. Don’t tell me perhaps a Ningyo or Amabie or an Iiju or a Kirin…. I’m getting exhausted now. I can’t find an answer…” says Ayame and starts chewing on her finger nails as her eyes started to get

"If you have no idea who the fates are then let's explain.. They're the three God awful sisters who controls the fates of all the supernaturals beings both divine, gods and human, you could say they are the matchmakers of our realm. They are some nosy creatures, some people don't really believe in their existence but Aurora does, she's well versed about their existence and she has travelled far and wide to gain knowledge about this things. When Aurora hit the age of 18 she got her powers, she still doesn't know what she really is, she's not a witch, Fairy nor a changeling. But she like to call herself a changeling.. When she first found out about her powers, she was alone and confused. No an

If she never saw his face again, she wanted to remember him. Slate shifted into his dragon form, hunching down for her to climb aboard, which she did. Once she was settled, he sprang into the air, leaping up into the sky above the trees, his wings flapping furiously as he fought gravity’s pull. Soon enough, she was soaring through the sky again, the forest beneath them. In the distance, she could see the walls around Beelzanburg, and beyond that, the castle sprang out of the darkness, torches lighting the turrets, marking the guards that would do whatever they could to keep them from breaking into their fortress and stealing the Heart of Magic.

There was something so savage about the whole kiss, something that made her think of wild, dangerous creatures. Jamie closed her eyes, letting herself fall into the hunger of the kiss. Immediately an image slashed into her brain, a drawing from the ancient book she'd been reading. The sketch was of a wolf, magnificent in its thick black pelt. But the face of the wolf made her think of Miko Volta's face and the stunning impact jolted her out of the kiss. "My god!" Jamie pulled her mouth away but Mike still held her head in his grasp. "What?" His voice sounded almost like a growl.

Eun-Jae began. A second tail appeared then a third. The light began to diminish as a beautiful woman stood in front of them. The three tails then disappeared into her body and she opened her eyes. "Shit just hit the ceiling." Apikai whispered. "A kitsune." the beta finally completed his sentence. "A three tailed kitsune. Still young yet can steal bodies, that's great potential." Briseis commented. "Thank you." Mizuki smiled and Bresies nodded in acknowledgement.

I inquired once more, seeking clarity on everything that had transpired. "It is more than a relationship." Our werewolf clan's rituals rely heavily on the Grimoire. It contains secrets and spells that can control or even strengthen curses." "So, what should I do with it?" "How come I can't even read it?" "Like I said, only holy love can overcome it." I could tell this man was hesitant to say that sentence. After all, the concept of breaking a curse with the power of love exists only in fairy tales. And it's usually a fairy tale for children, not adults like me.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

At least that is what I thought. As soon as I think of these creatures a kitsune appears before us. A few of us growl at the intruder. I’ve never seen one before and I stare at it’s beauty. The kitsune is all white besides the markings on it. It’s feet have socks that are a reddish brown color and the tips of it’s nine tails are the same color. In the center of it’s forehead is a a crescent shape and it’s eyes glow yellow. One of the bears goes to attack as the kitsune walks towards me completely unafraid. “Don’t attack it,” I order.

“Rei, how could you do this to me? I’m done with this bullshit. I’m going to that Ball and demanding what the hell was wrong with him. Going over the words she would say to Rei suddenly swirled in her mind and before she could sit, she was flat on her back on the floor. “Briar, foolish girl. Rei and the others haven’t given up on you. A is a twisted soul. I wish I could will you to emerge, but you are weeks away from that happening. Who knows what A will do to you in that time to twist your human soul and corrupt my Wolf spirit.” Kitsune said. Grabbing a piece of paper from the table she wrote a note for when Briar woke up. Briar,