Cursed Tails Novels & Stories

Stars exploded across my vision. Silas — the man whose walking pace seemed mathematically calibrated — actually had a tail? With shaking hands, I posted my very first question on Mischief & Mayhem: "Saw someone with a black heart-shaped tail. AR filter or actual monster?" Within a minute, a user with a DemonHunter_Official avatar replied: "Filter my ass! That's an incubus bloodline awakening. Judging by the curvature of that tail — RUN. This one's clearly in heat. Stay any longer and he'll drain you dry!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Three entwining tails split open. One could see a new tail rushing out of her body before it soared into the sky and swayed. The fourth tail had been awakened. Furthermore, this tail that contained a little purple shade looked extremely dignified. “It turned out purple,” Serene exclaimed with a crackling voice. “What does purple mean?” asked Lena. “The Nine Tails tribe’s awakened tail symbolizes a kind of awakened supernatural power. It changes colors according to different attributes and levels. Purple ranks second, indicating that the level of the awakened supernatural power is very high.”

Sera sobbed, stumbling toward him, but the fox shifted its focus instantly, its gaze snapping back to her. All nine tails drew inward like serpents preparing to strike. Kade’s growl rolled through the air before the tails could descend. He staggered from the rubble, blood matting his fur, but his golden eyes burned hotter than ever. With a furious snarl, he leapt straight onto the fox’s back. His claws sank deep, raking down its spine. The fox screamed, twisting, thrashing, slamming itself into the ground to shake him off.

Gilda’s expression shifted “ No… no. This cannot be. This can’t be happening. We must do something.” Her voice trembling with power “ Do you hear me Moon goddess? She is the Cursed one! She will always remain the cursed one! None of you’re precious plans will be fulfilled!” The last word thundered through the cavern, and the response came instantly. A blinding white light burst through the orb, flooding every corner of the cave. The runes on the walls flared, then shattered, sending shards of light through the air. The ground shook violently, dust falling like rain. “Aunt Gilda!” Melody screamed, shielding her face.

Her voice wavered as she crouched down and snatched the baby bottle from the woman's unsuspecting grip. Her hands trembled, her eyes wide with dread. "W-Where did you get this bottle?" Turning toward me, her gaze was filled with accusation and despair. Tears welled up as her voice cracked. "This… this is the bottle I gave to Nicholas, isn't it?!"

The stench of stale urine hovered thickly in the air, but all I could focus on was her calm expression, her perfect hair, her steady breathing. “What do you mean?” The words slipped out of me in a whisper that felt too small, too broken. “Adrian is my mate. He would never—” Nina tilted her head, the corners of her lips lifting with a cruel ease I had never seen before. “Does it make sense,” she said slowly, as though speaking to a child, “that the future Alpha marries a cursed woman?” Heat rushed to my ears. The curse. My curse. It had appeared barely two hours ago—burning into my thigh like a punishment from the gods. I hadn’t even processed it. I still believed it would fade. That someone

“Yeah, everything. In fact, he is listening to our conversation right now.” “Wow, that was totally freaking awesome, dude! I haven’t read any online stories about the werewolf beast inside you that have their own mind. You’re truly one of a kind.” “Not just it, bro. The beast has more than one tail. Regular wolves just have one tail but when I shifted on my birthday, it grew three tails. Isn’t it that weird?” “You are really cursed, dude. We just hope it will not come to the point that the beast will have control over your body.”

They felt pity for Dakota since she will definitely be crashed. "Fight with my big one first, Dakota." Frederick patted the Cursed Gorilla. "Do well, Monstrus." The Cursed Gorilla nodded. He looked at Dakota and gave her bloodshot eyes. He was about to attack Dakota when a beam of light suddenly made them blind. When the light slowly disappeared, they were shocked to see a huge Nine-tailed Fox! That's a rare spirit beast. Although not big as the Cursed Gorilla, the crowd could feel that the Nine-tailed Fox is stronger than Frederick's spirit beast.

The scientist looked back at the male tailed beast and at the same time, the crystal gem glowed bright red causing the neck of the scientist to suddenly crack, that ended his life. The male tailed beast with big ears and the female tailed beast looked at each other, not stating a word but both knew in their stares, there were people behind them that they were ready to kill them. But before they could attack, the male tailed beast was able to control them to drop their weapons and the female tailed beast showed her third tail, a long fish tail full of sharp scales. When the male tailed beast lifted them a few inches above the ground, the female tailed beast showed the beautiful sharp scales t

Malakai lets out a strong exhale of air between the space of his teeth and then inhales soon after, filling his lungs with a breath of fresh air so he can speak once more. "Tell me, my beloved. Do you know about the Hallowtail's trump card?" Ellensandria shakes her head but then speaks up once she ponders the question for a few moments. "No, the clans' creations were led by another mother of nature, not I." Malakai lowers both of his hands to his side. A steel bucket of oil is on his left side. Slowly, he dabs the tip of the torch with the black sludge. His voice comes out as thick as mud. "Every clan has a grimoire that only a member of that clan can read. Within its text explains the curse