Legendary Fox Novels & Stories

“Since you have nine tails, does it mean that you have nine lives?” I giggled at his question to make it look like he was speaking nonsense. If I said yes, he might shoot me with a gun to test it out. Each life I have is important, especially since the Silver Fox Clan was after me so I cannot risk losing one. “I am a fox, Lansford, not a cat. And those they show in movies are simply fantasized imaginations about us.” “Oh, I thought that was true. I am even prepared to test it right now. What a shame.”

Flashback thirty years ago. It's been thirty years ago when I first encountered the demon fox. Ancient legends say that a nine-tailed demon is so powerful that just a single swipe from one of its nine tails can raise tsunamis, tornadoes, and flatten mountains. They can also breathe fire and create massive destruction.

Foxes are rare, there are only 10 foxes living in the supernatural border, afraid of coming out because they have their beliefs, foxes are supreme, never to compromise nor be held down by anyone, they see themselves as deities because they’re rare and strong. “It’s nightfall,” Foire said as he kicks Illac’s side of the bed. Illac hissed at him. “I know, you fool,” Illac stood up and cracked his neck. He didn’t bother getting his spear, the one he uses to control his lightning, he plans on wreaking havoc tonight down Imperio. “No spear?” “Don’t need. Why the blades?” “Just for fun,” “Leave their Alpha to me,” Foire added as he swung his blade through the air making a swoosh sound.

It looked so beautiful on her. "Why is the Fox there?" She had asked when she saw the drawings. "He is my last spirit beast," "You haven't introduce him to me," "I can't," "Why?" "He doesn't have skin like Ice Fang, Fire or Windy. He only shows when I am angry, very angry and that's only in his spirit form." "Why is the Fox like that?" "To be sincere I don't know Vala, I can't really remember and the only one who is in a better position to tell me is my late mother, but she is gone."

Faith chewed on her lips as her eyes moves towards the board again – she go through everything she has learned about the alliance once again. Lately, she was able to learn that every member is a wolf disguised as a sheep. Everyone is trying to tear the other down. She doesn’t care who wins in the end, all she wants is the doom of Aldo. She smashed her lips together, as her eyes fixed on a picture of a very attractive Asian man, Felix. She narrowed her eyes and recall what Levi told her about him.

The Fox’s voice echoed in my head, a psychic hiss. I knew the legends. In the old sectors, they called them Kitsune or Fox-Demons—creatures that stole lives to extend their own. This wasn't tech; this was ancient, dark 'Noir' magic. She’d already stolen two lives to get those tails. She needed my youth to reset her clock, but the life growing inside me made the 'transfer' impossible. The Fox lunged. She was twice my size, moving with a speed that blurred the air. I dove across the shattered glass, my reflexes sharp and jagged.

"Mommy, did you see that? I'm sure Zoey likes me too. She just smiled at me!" Larissa was about to respond when she suddenly turned around in alarm. Ambrose swiftly lifted the tent's curtain. Outside the tent stood a snow-white fox, its fur glistening in the moonlight. "It's the Celestial Fox!" Larissa whispered. The Celestial Fox was momentarily stunned upon seeing Ambrose, as if it couldn't determine Ambrose's gender. Despite appearing as a beautiful lady, its keen sense detected something amiss from Ambrose's scent. After hesitating for a moment, the Celestial Fox cautiously approached.

He frowned then. "I don't think that the legends are real though." The fox perked it's ears up and looked at Silas. "No, they're real," he spoke up, making Silas jump. He hit the top of the car with his head then groaned, backing out. "Fuck," he groaned and held his head in pain. The fox laughed at him then nuzzled his head into my chest and playfully nipped at me.

Andrius’ heart skipped a beat when he saw the seven fierce fiends. The first one was a massive dog said to have the ability to devour the moon. It was a terrifying and cruel beast. The second one had the head of a bull and the body of a human. Its sharp horns were stained with blood, hinting at its unusual nature. The third was a nine-tailed fox. It was said that foxes grew an additional tail every thousand years, increasing their cultivation and lifespan, and nine tails represented the peak of its power!

I asked myself in my head, my mind racing. Turning the page, the book revealed more about fox spirits, their abilities, similar to werewolves but they were far stronger, depending on the number of their tails. They could generate fire or lightning from their mouth or tails, shapeshift, possess a person’s body and create illusions to manipulate and outsmart their opponents.