Tails 9 Novels & Stories

He positioned himself behind her, his hand moving to the small, tight, unblemished entrance of her virgin asshole. "Ninety-nine positions," he whispered, his voice a dark, lethal threat against her ear. "But this is the only one that matters. I’m going to put you in ninety-nine positions, Jessie. I’m going to break you in so thoroughly that every time you sit in a chair, you’ll feel my cock ghosting inside you." He teased the entrance, pressing the blunt, thick head of his cock against the puckered, tight ring of muscle. He knew it was her first time, and he didn't care about the pain. He wanted the friction. He wanted the total, invasive claim.

In the dimly lit underground headquarters where they had camped, Andrea who was the mastermind of the operation, stood before his loyal team of highly skilled mercenaries. The room echoed with hushed murmurs and tense anticipation as he prepared to reveal the breakthrough they had all been waiting for. "Listen up, everyone," Andrea 's voice boomed with authority, cutting through the silence. "After days of pursuit, I can finally say that we have discovered the location of those bastards we've been after. They're holed up in an abandoned industrial complex on the outskirts of the city."

However, neither my parents, my brother, nor Joel answered my calls. Suddenly, a message from Joshua popped up on the screen. "Don't come to Aurora Bay with us. You'll make Yvette sad if you do." Tears spilled from the corners of my swollen eyes. I should've known better than to expect anything from them. In the end, I dialed for emergency services. Each second dragged on like a lifetime. My airway tightened, and breathing became a chore. I could barely hold on to direct the rescue team to my street. When the storage room door finally opened, everything went dark.

They felt pity for Dakota since she will definitely be crashed. "Fight with my big one first, Dakota." Frederick patted the Cursed Gorilla. "Do well, Monstrus." The Cursed Gorilla nodded. He looked at Dakota and gave her bloodshot eyes. He was about to attack Dakota when a beam of light suddenly made them blind. When the light slowly disappeared, they were shocked to see a huge Nine-tailed Fox! That's a rare spirit beast. Although not big as the Cursed Gorilla, the crowd could feel that the Nine-tailed Fox is stronger than Frederick's spirit beast.

"My cake! Mom! Jenna is being mean!" Mom's face twisted with fury, and without warning, she grabbed my hair and began hitting me. Her fists and kicks fell mercilessly, leaving me unable to escape. My nose burned, and a strong metallic taste filled my mouth. A hard blow landed across my face. Something inside my mouth loosened and flew out. One of my baby teeth, stained with blood, rolled across the tile floor. The world hummed painfully in my ears. Mom dragged me into the kitchen and yelled, "Clean all of this up! Don't even think about coming out until it's done!"

And they will get one. The two tails behind me came alive, swinging and acting like sharp blades. I became faster, my movements, more fluid and refined. Above all, I was getting stronger. With a new surge of energy and adrenaline, I leaned forward. My nails elongated, piercing through her flank. Before she could react, my tails each struck deep into her shoulders. She crumpled down, morphing into her human form and whimpering in agony. With one final strike, I kicked her fiercely in the chest, pushing her out of the circle.

𝐷𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑟𝑖'𝑠 𝑃𝑒𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 The penthouse was quiet, the city lights stretching far beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Dimitri stood at his open wardrobe, pulling out a Tom Ford tuxedo in jet black. The fabric was smooth beneath his hand, the cut tailored to precision. From a drawer, he retrieved a silk tie and set it aside, everything laid out with military order.

Is this magic? Nine, who can see the tent, turns to him. “Two and Morales are in there,” she explains. “There is a tent which can only be seen by the Morales family and Black Jack members. You guys wait here. I will break the magic on that tent. Once it’s broken, wait for my signal to attack!” Damien frowns. Attack Morales? That is not what he intends to do… Nine steps out of her hiding spot and approaches the guards. It seems that they still do not know of her betrayal because the guards nod at her. She goes into the tent. Before entering the tent, she snaps her fingers lightly.

Her face was soft and pretty, the kind of face people compared to a lily. But her eyes were sharp and calculating. And her smile made the hair on my arms stand up. I couldn't exactly refuse, so I let her walk me down the corridor. The second we reached the bathroom door, she leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. "Ada, want to make a little bet with me? Let's both fall down at the same time. We'll see who Professor cares about more." Her stiletto came down on my broken leg. Pain ripped through me. I went white, cold sweat sheeting down my back, and I crumpled onto the floor.

Code 999 signals that a cardiac arrest patient is in urgent need of a consultation and resuscitation. The hospital director, Carl Sullivan, immediately pauses the report presentation and orders me to join the emergency response team. The head nurse, Lauren Fletcher, is hurriedly sterilizing surgical gowns. She's doing everything possible to save time. Yet Sally Sullivan, the newly hired resident physician, stands right at the operating room entrance. She's blocking the doorway with the pharmacy's consumables list in hand. She confronts me aggressively, saying, "Dr. Ella Beresford, your department used 60 vials of anesthesia throughout March. Did you resell them? "Is this the kind of des