Rin Tailed Beast Novels & Stories

It had been a few minutes and the beast was nowhere to be found. A tree fell and I snapped my head in that direction, it was the one that the last two girls were tied to. The moon came out from behind the clouds and at the corner of my eyes was the beast. Before it disappeared, I realised to my horror that it looked somewhat like a wolf, but with long shaggy hair and a huge head. A half wolf-half abomination. I didn't realise I was screaming when a growl sounded from behind me and before I could turn, I was snatched from the tree. A sharp pain ran through my body. I was being carried in the mouth of the beast, and its teeth pierced through my skin. It was running so fast that i felt dizzy, a

She’s never been afraid to get her hands wet and do what is needed to protect her people. As I force my tsunami to completely subside I turn my attention to my mother and watch in awe as she pushes back the second tsunami with such grace and effortlessness that I hope to have one day. While I maintain I have the best tail, my mother’s is definitely jaw-dropping. Her tail is 6 feet long with scales of the most stunning pearlescent ivory white I have ever seen, with just one singular scale of shimmering royal blue on the side of where her thigh would be. The end of her tail curtains out into a stunning 7-foot-long fin floating in the water like ivory chiffon, bringing her full tail length to

"Shit, where is he?" Rula left the café. The crowd became more like they were watching a free show. Rula was so impatient that she pushed her way through the crowd. "He's a stealth," someone said quietly. Rula looked at them. "Look at the tail! Large and extremely long. It terrified me." Rula came to a halt beside the vehicle. The massive body, wrapped in thick fur, struck this car and shattered its front. The long tail attracted Rula's attention. Unlike Rondolf, his pelt is silky and beautiful.

She wouldn't dare, not when the beast awaited in her subconscious. Questions swirl in her mind like a tempest. Why were her nightmares intensifying? Was there a connection to Redwood, or was it a mere coincidence? With no answers to her questions, the beast, which was a recurring figure in her dreams, remains an unsettling mystery. She pondered if it could be this same creature whose existence lurked in the shadows of Redwood. Was it a manifestation of the pack's fears, maybe?

Still, he refused to let go. Tamsin felt cold claws wrap around his entire torso and squeeze. It pushed the air out of his lungs, it bruised and broke ribs. He tasted blood. His own. This was it, Tamsin thought, reeling in pain. The Beast felt pain and it fueled its rage. Tamsin knew pain was a warning that it would not heed. He would die. His mother and father and people unavenged. The Dain would continue to ravage the Realm in search of his missing tithe: River.

There was the effect of snake venom which made her sleepy again and again. Suddenly the number of trees around began to grow. He was looking around from a distance when he suddenly saw a bear running away from a distance. It was a huge black bear. And he was coming towards them. Suddenly his mind was blown away. The bear's approach to them was like shaking the ground underfoot. "Ayla" He quickly lowered Ayla and she rolled to one side. Earlier, he took the gun off his shoulder and aimed it at him. Ayla was shaking with her hands on her head, her eyes were not opening

Both let out a sigh of relief after they got the tag around the beast's tail which they had used their entire energy to hold the beast down while Heiytu snatched the tag. The beast was the size of a dog but it was fast and had six limbs with two hindlegs enabling it to walk. It was cute in Leqaria's eyes with its head that looked like a mouse and long ears. It wasn’t vicious in nature but easily frightened. And when it was frightened it would run or jump at a speed that was hard for them to capture.

With its bright orangish yellow flame like plumage, on its fore were sharp and pointy like spikes similar to a mohawk style except that this mohawk started from its head down to the hind of its feathery body and at last was its horrible tail - that looked like as if it was made out off thousands of scorpions tails called metasomas - each aculeus filled with deadly venom moving and crawling like millions of arthropods . " Its a deviuture alright !" hissed Ron through gritted teeth " The deviuture who resides in the court of Tenebris , one of the most horrible demon beasts , its body is hundred times tougher than that of tortortantula ! Each pieces of its tail contains lethal poison -"

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'