Five Tail Beast Novels & Stories

“So, Crystal Leonidas has finally come?" The entire room was silenced in anticipation. Meanwhile, Xander William lifted Crystal's chin with his cold fingers. Crystal met Xander's eyes. The man was standing in front of Crystal, he was tall and strong. Without the warm glow in his eyes, his usual silly grin, or the mocking glare she had been used to. What was left was him as the head of Tygerwell—a cruel, untouchable, and dangerous man. Xander's eyes were icy cold, while the elegant black suit that replaced his jeans and denim jacket made it seem as if he had swallowed the light. All that was left was darkness and nothing more.

Stanley and Yaksha couldn’t help but squint. They followed the light and saw a white fox tail on the ground not far away from them. It was covered in blood and looked like it had just fallen off. Yaksha seemed even more shocked as he quickly took a few steps back. “That must be the demon fox’s tail. Nine-tailed foxes have nine lives. Each time they die, they’d lose a single tail. It means that it had already died once.” With that, Yaksha looked at Stanley in excitement. “This means that somebody saved the children! No, to be more accurate, it might be another demon or a god.

While thinking, Zephyr Khan decided to cultivate here for a long time. He would leave after half a year. The Evil Breaking Eye flashed. Zephyr Khan had found a cave. There was a fourth-level fierce beast, Wind Spiritual Beast, in this cave. The Wind Spiritual Beast was quite handsome among the fierce beasts. It looked like a group of horses, with fleshy wings on its back and snow-white skin. As it moved, it danced like a white cloud. A pair of fierce beast eyes was crystal clear like jade, looking like stars.

The *Beastmen consist of several ranks that indicate their strength. The ranks are identified by the color of their eyeballs. Those who are born without natural/special talents have various eyeball colors but look like ordinary human eyeballs. While those who have risen in rank/changed levels will have eyes that sparkle beautifully like polished gemstones. Starting from the lowest level; *Gold: eyeballs are golden *Diamond: eyeballs are clear crystal *Emerald: eyeballs are green *Amethyst: eyeballs are purple *Sapphire: eyeballs are blue *Ruby: eyeballs are red

Tsarayu greeted everyone before saying to Xia. "Yes, I did. Thanks for that," Xia replied with a smile. "I can feel it's going to be a good journey." Terra laughed as he said. "Let's depart now without any delay," Tsarayu said without waiting any longer. Everyone stood up and walked towards the exit. "What the hell? This is not what I expected when they said a horse," Tsarayu said with a weird look on his face when he saw Elphia horses standing outside. This horse had two heads and 5 tails, which gave a weird impression to Tsarayu. It was way taller than a normal horse, at an abnormal height of over two meters.

Kiema said, patting Kord's arm braced over her front. "The Beast. It comes," Alok said, his pale blue eyebrows dipped low over his tricolored eyes. "Right, yes. You've mentioned. What is the beast and why should I care?" Kiema asked. The group of Wardens jerked back as if Kiema had punched them in the bellies. "The Beast is the natural apex predator of all magical kind. It is the antithesis to any Prime or Prime descendant."

She didn't feel humiliated, because she knew this would happen. To Aztec, Beatrice would always come first, and frankly, Sandra wasn't going to try and come between them. She didn't want to be in her fantasies of a prince charming because as long as she was human and the wolves despised her, there was just no way she would ever get comfortable and claim she was one of them.

The land split from the sheer force of it. Aiden rallied the warriors. The tides of battle turned. Scene 6: The Forgotten Beast But Varyn was not done. He drove his obsidian pendant into the earth. The sky above them shattered like glass. From beyond the veil descended a colossal beast—formless, smokey, its howls distorting the air. “The First Failure,” Elder Ruel whispered. “An Echo that predated the First Wolf.” Varyn collapsed, blood at his lips. “I thought… I could tame it.”

The beast was twice the height of a muscular man she’d ever seen—with a bone crest, four split jaws that open like a flower of fangs. ​His eyes had no pupils, only pits of endless night that could reflect my deepest fear. His body was covered in jagged obsidian scales and raw muscles; bone plates protruded like armor from his spine and limbs. Her hand flew to her mouth as she took a step back at the sight of his claws, long enough to pierce through her body in one swipe. Fear clawed in Kaerith's chest as her fingers shakily found the simple ties at her waist and loosened them.

One had a thick scaled tail dragging slowly behind him, dark green scales glinting beneath his armor while slit-pupiled eyes fixed on me with cold curiosity. Another bore feline traits—golden eyes, sharp ears half-hidden in dark curls, and elongated canines visible beneath a slow smile. The third was broader than the others, massive feathered wings folded behind his back, his pale eyes unnervingly sharp, like an eagle studying something small enough to snatch from the ground. Every single one of them was staring at me. Hungrily. “Well,” the one with the lizard tail drawled, a grin spreading across his face. “What do we have here?”