The 0 Tails Novels & Stories

"Alright, what do I need to do?" "Here," Alanna said, reaching out and taking the tail from Ricki. She dug into her toy-bag and pulled out a bottle of lube, smearing a dollop onto the purple plastic nodule at the base of the tail. As she spread the lube over the plastic she said, "Look, this tapered point goes in first, and then you push past this wider bit and you're done, this little part is the only thing that stays sticking out. The flat piece on the end keeps it in place, and there you go, you've got a sexy little fox tail."

: 1 HP. :40 Exp. :(60/200) Stats Strength :7 Agility. :5 Endurance. :7 Stamina. :5 Mutation control level : 1 Mutation energy. :(100/100) Mod energy. :(100/100) Family No. : 0 Credits : 1,00,400 Condition. : poor eyesight Build. : thin Combat Strength :24 Skills learned. : None

I still feel weird… my tail feels weird! I curled up my body and hugged my tail in between my knees. And, unconsciously, I found myself glaring at my ever so gorgeous CEO. The CEO, in return, just raised his brows at me, his hand still outstretched in the air. Then, he slowly tilted his head as he also bended his knees to level with me. “Are you my secretary’s daughter?’ he asked the same thing as Phoebe. But I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I… I feel like my soul had yet to come back to my body when he pulled my tail. That’s why, when he stretched his hand to pat my head, I couldn’t do anything but stare at him.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

She could see how enjoyable it would be to be one. “That’s so cool,” she said, beginning to feel a little jealous. She was struck by a sudden thought. “What about the tail? You said the animal has to have four limbs. Shouldn’t tails count as a fifth?” Jenna sat down on her chair. “Apparently not. I think it’s because we have vestigial tails at the end of our spine.” Leesa remembered that now from her high school anatomy class. “Oh, yeah. That’s right.”

At Sterling Tower, Aaliyah shouted, "Multiple breaches. Tail is trying to scatter the connected rooms before we can compare data." Ben said, "Market shutters are dropping. Infinite Market is freezing all named hunger instruments." Marcus checked his weapon. "Finally. Something straightforward?" The ceiling split. White correction figures dropped into the press room. Not Prime Analyst figures. Older. Rougher. Made of bone-white margins and black editorial marks. Each carried a blade shaped like a deletion cursor. The Tail had stopped arguing. Now it was cutting. Marcus smiled faintly. "There it is." The first figure lunged for Priya Nair.

Tension crackled in the air as Zac approached Ralph, his steps measured and deliberate. "You've lost, Ralph," Zac said, his voice low and menacing. "And it’s only going to get worse from here." I could barely keep my eyes open, but through the haze, I saw Ralph’s eyes flare with a fierce, red light. A powerful surge of wind erupted from him, sweeping everyone off their feet. The sheer force of it sent Zac and Isabella sprawling, their surprised shouts lost in the howling gale. The pack members scrambled to regain their footing, their expressions a mix of awe and fear.

"What... is this?" "Your bank account, Madam Anna. Yours." "No." Anna shook her head slowly. "No, that's not right. My account isn't registered at this bank. My balance has three digits — a zero, a decimal point, and two more zeros. You understand what I'm saying?" "Absolutely, Madam," Isabeau said plainly, her mouth pressing together to hold something back. "So why am I seeing — what is that? A two, and then... seven zeros? Isabeau?"

The monitor labeled the reactivation sequence as: > MIRA-VN: 0_0_1 / ALPHA ROOT DESIGNATION: ZERO ACCESS: SYSTEM OVERRIDE Adrian stood so fast his chair fell backward. Sera’s voice cut in from comms: “What the hell is ‘Zero’?” Elias stared at the blinking cursor and said, dead quiet: “It’s what Mira made before you.” In the hall… Zero walked barefoot along the steel floor. Each step corrected itself. Each muscle learned as it moved. She didn’t breathe out of necessity. She breathed to practice what it meant to be alive.

He stepped out from the corridor and as soon as the twins saw him, they stiffened and began to look nervous. “I could not help but overhear your conversation,” Ted began. He knew the twins were fiercely loyal to luna Rosa and wouldn’t intentionally give him any information they felt would be harmful to their luna. “We don’t know what you mean,” the chorused defensively. “Oh c’mon, don’t act coy now,” he said, spreading his hands out nonchalantly. “It is not exactly a secret now, is it?” They both looked at each other and then at him, “What do you mean?”