Nine Tail Fox Novels & Stories

or a demon. He was lethal, dangerous, and powerful. Stunningly otherworldly. A huge, silver, smooth, shimmering tail protruded from his back, the tips arching at least three feet above him and the bottoms brushing the floor. It was so magical that it gleamed with a golden sheen, like the nine-tailed fox she had seen in Chinese movies. In fact, it was even more amazing seeing it personally. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to stroke her hands down the huge, sleek-looking furs.

Suddenly, the demon fox gritted its teeth, losing another tail again! When the Two-Tailed Fox's tail dropped, it could feel its vitality restored, and all the wounds on it were healed. However, the demon fox paid the price by having its realm reduced. Consequently, the Two-Tailed Fox was only a level three monster, and it did not have the advantage in the realm anymore in the Valley of Death. However, the demon fox that was left with one tail did not have the mood to entertain its anger and sadness. All it wanted to do was flee from this place.

(TRASHED HOPE) “FASCINATING.” The word she utters under her breath and almost a whisper, as she sits cross leg and comfortably unto the nothingness and stares intently unto the scene as the play goes. “Misha, run!” With the peculiar being into the world she is now dwelling, yet a common demon from her original world. The powerful fox, mythical and perfect with his nine-tailed and gleaming silver color and blue hue of flame, tells her more than the scene could ever be.

If not for the promise that her healing rate would be maximised, she would not have obediently accepted being waited on hand and foot like she was bedridden. LongFei would keep BaiXue occupied by sharing with her whatever he knew about nine-tailed foxes' skills. Their combat ability may be low but they were highly skilled in illusions, charm, and seduction. Their tails could extend longer and be used as extra limbs. Essentially, they won by trickery and schemes.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

Seeing that the screams were doing nothing to the intruders, the fox's six tails lunged forward, banging at the defensive barrier, wanting to knock it down by all means. ~ A/n: A monster fox’s level is mostly known by the number of tails it has. Having 6 signifies that it’s an A-level beast pushing for S-level. ~ When nothing happened after a while, the fox's tails retracted, and it turned to flee. With them needing to move, the defensive device was deactivated. They chased after it, their swords in hand, ready to claim that annoying beast's core.

The dim yellow light flowed across the walls, distorting and shifting the shadows of the beasts, making them seem alive and adding an eerie atmosphere. "Look at that one," Carl suddenly stopped and pointed to a carving on the left wall. Following the direction of his finger, Amelia saw a beast that resembled a fox but had nine tails, each covered in colorful patterns. A single horn grew from its head, and its eyes were gentle and lively. "It looks somewhat like a Nine-Tailed Fox, but it's not quite the same."

The shadows of the beasts twisted and flickered under the glow, giving the space an unsettling tension. "Look at that." Landon stopped and pointed to a carving on the left wall. Aria looked over and saw a beast that resembled a fox, but with nine tails. Each tail was marked with colorful patterns. A single horn rose from its forehead, and its eyes were gentle yet alert. Landon remarked, "It's similar to a nine-tailed fox, but different." Aria nodded. "Nine-tailed foxes have pure, unmarked tails and no horns. This one looks strange."

He wanted to destroy her the way she had destroyed him. After all these years of pain and torture that his life, he wanted revenge from her, in the purest rawest form. He had found that his mate was the root of his suffering. He didn't understand why until he saw her true nature. A white nine-tailed fox. The last one is alive. Her clan was the one supposed to mate with us the black-white werewolves. Ajax's clan almost got extinguished back then because of those foxes. Back then, it was him leading his pack and killing every last one of them.

The nine-tailed fox stood amidst the carnage of slaughtered monsteroids, while the spectral form of the fox loomed ominously behind, and a formidable aura could be felt throughout the plains. "What is the meaning of this, Fannerly? What do the Primordial Sacred Land intend to achieve from this?" asked the nine-tailed fox, whose fury was mirrored by the other two Thundlight mosteroid rulers Trey, clad in silver armor, transformed into a towering dragon and roared indignantly, "You are courting your own demise. How dare you attack our land!" The nine-headed lion spewed flames and said, "This pair of level eight supreme paragons must think that we are pushovers, else they would have known bette