Nine Tailed Fox Eyes Novels & Stories

At that moment, a fiery red fox emerged from Marshawn. That fox had a distinctive feature—two tails. "Third Granny Fox, you've taken a liking to this body, but what about the others?"

A white fox with red tinges on the ends of each tail and around the eye. They could feel her power even if she just showed them a glimpse of her true form without transforming and it was already too strong and powerful even for a guardian. "Wh..what?" Even Mathew looked shocked. "A nine tailed fox?" Pete looked genuinely surprised. "Yes. A nine tailed fox." Gwen smiled. "But why do you have a name already?" Giselle asked Xander. "Ah! That's because she already named me when we met. She subconsciously reached out to me when she was young. You see, her ability isn't only to read minds." This answer piqued everyone's interest even more.

Maybe with Phoebe, we’ll be able to unravel the mysteries around this. Waking side by side, we went into her room. Picking up the book, it ignited with a golden glow, pages opening on its own. “What sort of book is this?” I muttered to myself, scrutinizing it. Thankfully, Hayley wasn’t in the room, giving us time to read it. The book talked about creatures that existed before werewolves such as vampires, fox spirit, fairies and the rest. Phoebe seemed more invested in fox spirits, her fingers traced the intricate drawings, her gaze never leaving. Following her line of sight, I saw the drawing of a fox with nine tails, its eyes ignited with a violet glow, looking so divine and magnificent. “V

The paper is made out of ancient scabs of leaves…or something. “Once every few generations, the spirit of the nine-tailed fox reincarnates into someone.” “A nine-tailed fox… what's that?” Troy asks, looking from one portrait to another. “It’s an ancient spirit. He doesn't die. Ever. Only the man.” Troy keeps silent. It's his story to tell, so she lets him. He turns toward her. “That's me.” He walks closer and comes to stand right behind her, his head lowering a little. And she can feel him smelling her again. Then he lifts his head again.

It was like the place contained some kind of magic that prevented werewolves from entering in their beast form. Now I walked into the desert, with no idea what I was supposed to find, but after an hour of aimless walk, I saw it. A fox, and not just any kind, but a red fox, one that should have no business in a desert like this one. But what was even more strange was its eyes. It had completely white eyes, making it seem like its iris was missing.

When looked at from above, it looked like the shape of a dragon, so it was given another nickname called 眠りの竜 (Nemuri no Ryu), also known as 'The Slumbering Dragon'. "Yes. Because forest wyverns are common monsters that could be found everywhere while nine-tailed fox are rare magical beasts that could be found only at Yashima." I told her. "…You do know nine-tailed fox is rare, right? Not to mention the rarest golden one." "I just want to be sure whether is that a dream or a memory fragment." I murmured. "Then… I will take lots of photos with Ruby when I travel there." "…Please don't. It would only stimulate my desire to go there."

It would not take long for their bodies to turn purple from the poison and eventually die. The nine-tailed scarlet fox specialized in illusions. Its natural-born skill was called the nine-tailed illusion. Some mentally or spiritually weaker warriors would immediately lose themselves in the illusions after it was used. The fox would then hide in the shadows and take the chance to bite the warrior's neck, killing it in an instant! Neither of the beasts was easy to deal with, but they were not too difficult for Fane. Fane decided in just a moment as he pointed right at the nine-tailed scarlet fox!

And froze. Charging toward her was a massive fox, its body sleek and shadow-black, but with nine great tails fanned behind it, each burning faintly with a strange light, red, gold, white, violet, and colors she couldn’t even name. Its eyes glowed an unearthly crimson, fixed directly on her. It wasn’t just big, it was colossal. Taller than a horse, broader than a bear. Each step made the ground quake as though the world itself was bowing to it.

What a disturbance. When I walked outside and was about to see the unknown creature, it immediately hid. She is a nine-tailed fox, so despite hiding, I can still see her. A stunning nine-tailed fox who's holding a knife. "W-what's wrong? Show yourself, I'm also a fox," I said, hoping I would get her trust. Luckily, I did. She dropped her weapon and showed me her face. She's stunning, but it doesn't feel unnatural. Her beauty feels genuine like it didn't come from a curse. Is she exempted from the curse?

Soon, blood was gushing out from his wounds. Not far away, everyone had recovered from the joy they felt before. When they saw this scene, shock, panic, and confusion appeared in their eyes and faces. They could not even react in time. "I want to kill —" The Three-Tailed Fox, more accurately the Two-Tailed Fox, wanted to kill Xander badly. Its unique talent was to survive by docking its tails. When the demon fox encountered a fatal attack, it could choose to exhaust its 100 years of cultivation and lose one tail in exchange for a new life.