Nine Tails Kurama Novels & Stories

"No. Anything else. But Cassian will not be revealed to be in the mortal realm or this school to his father. Ask for something else." Buer's limbs folded and unfolded. "If you will not give me that, then I will ask for something greater. I ask for your tail. One of it." I looked at Miyori. Her face had gone completely white. Her hand in mine started shaking. I knew what that meant. I'd studied enough demon lore and supernatural politics to understand kitsune culture. And I knew Miyori for a very long time. When she still had six tails. Tails were everything to a kitsune. Each one represented centuries of sacrifice and power and growth. Miyori had nine. She was ancient and powerful and respec

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.

"Splitting your primordial spirit into three? Nine-tails? We've destroyed your physical body. Let's see how arrogant you can be now!" Roar! Roar! Roar! Suddenly, Lord Fifth writhed violently, roaring continuously at the sky.

I headed to the walk-in closet and stood before the mirror that was as tall as I am. One by one, my red tails with a white tip slowly showed up behind me. Even after how many years of having these tails, it still felt unreal especially since I was used to seeing red foxes in our clan have only one tail. According to my grandmother, nine-tailed foxes also had nine lives so I could say that I had more chances to live compared to other immortals. “Huh?” I rubbed my eyes for a while and gazed at my reflection once more and counted the tails behind me. One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight.

They lie at random, who fell where, exhausted, deafened, and Kit's fingers slowly wander from one to the other, caressing quietly and gratefully. Darkness can't... Keith. One. The only one. Ki-tsu-ne. A syllable for each of her men. Three steps up the stairs to hell. Three steps up the stairs to heaven. kitsune Kitsune copper-eyed - Cunning red creature, sweeps tails, Weaves an unreal fairy tale: Promises January Exchange for compliant May, A soulless photo For tenderness and eternal affection. Grinds small teeth In the familiar grin of the gods, I know - it will destroy, not in a year

Yosef-hyung ordered. “There is Bacchus, he’s bald with a moustache. He’s the one in charge of them. Atlas, tall and dark with long hair. Then Minotaur, muscular but short. Another one is Cupid, a pretty boy with red hair. And lastly, Pegasus. He has a scar on the forehead.” Tristan stated. “It’s funny that their aliases goes along well with Olympus.” Miko joked. Yosef-hyung glared at him and he kept his mouth shut. He continued typing on his laptop. “Got it, hyung.” He said.

There were phantoms of three tails behind her. The Nine Tails was an ancient race of mythical creatures. Of course, not every Nine Tails possessed nine tails, but only the Nine Tails with the highest cultivation level would have nine tails. According to the current cultivation level, Frostine’s Nine Tails bloodline was still far from possessing the nine tails, but it was incredible to have the three tails’ phantoms. Regardless of all costs, she was about to rush over.

This is exciting. I whispered under my breath, "Kitsune." The little boy heard and gave me another hug. I'm guessing that's a yes. According to the legends, a Kitsune is a fox spirit that develops a tail every one hundred years. When it reaches its thousandth year and grows its final ninth tail, the Kitsune changes color from orange to either white or gold thus becoming a divine fox with godly powers. Judging by the looks of this boy, he still has one tail which makes him a young Kitsune.

The process repeated until nine white tails formed behind her. Rana kept looking at the moon mesmerized by it. She wasn't aware that she has already grown tails. She wasn't aware that if she looked under the water she would see her own reflection. A different human now. One with nine tails. She wasn't aware that under the moonlight she was glowing; that under the reflection of the water, she was glowing with her nine tails behind her. While staring into the round bright white light in the sky, Rana suddenly felt a sudden rage inside her. An unconsumed rage quenched and bottled deep inside her. It was strong and it was raw. She felt her sight sharpened while looking at the moon. She felt stre