Toothless Tail Fins Novels & Stories

A pair of leathery wings flapped behind his back, narrowly missing his twisting, serpentine tail.

It was her tail. Instead of feet, she had a long, silver fish tail which was glittering like the stars in the sky. Her beautifully patterned tail was slightly swaying as she relaxed herself. Most people would find her to be a freak of nature, an abomination and a creature of a lost myth who did not belong to the human world.

One second, she was looking at Alaris on the boat, and the next, he was gone, with no evidence of where they had gone on the surface of the water. Belladonna did not hesitate to jump into the sea. She was confronted with the image of the creature that had pulled Alaris into the water with her. Long black hair that moved in the direction of the gentle waves, a scaled face, and a mouth filled with tiny, numerous, and razor-looking teeth. She had webbed fingers that held Alaris to her like a prey she had no intention of letting go and long claws too, but the most stunning feature about her was her tail.

Those razor sharp claws digging into my flesh. But it's those large blue eyes that hold my attention. Stuck, paralyzed, I lay there as the animal lowers its mussel inches away from me. Hot breath assaults my face as it lets out an annoyed growl. It has me flinching, begging for my life, but there’s no way a wild animal can understand my cries. It’s to be expected when its teeth sink into my unpinned shoulder, crunching through my bones.

For the classes that we had together, she just sat far away from me, shooting me death stares every once in a while. I guess she learned her lesson yesterday. It was funny to see her twins one missing an ear, and the other one walking in a limp. The tail is a rudiment in our human form, meaning an unused bone down the spine, the coccyx. When you hurt a wolf's tail, the injury would reflect on their coccyx when they shift back. I couldn't help but laugh every time I saw that poor wolf walking around. School ended on five. Rachel glared at me before she left in Natasha's arm. She was still grounded. I picked up a cake on my way home. I put my toys in my new shoulder bag. The cake had to sleep

The cryogen’s eyes were fiery green embers with a black stroke within them. Instead of a nose, it had two holes, and the jaws of a crocodile, stretching backwards as they hung open. It's teeth were black, and looked like jagged ice, their tips sharp and deadly like needles. The teeth were too much for its mouth and its tongue had more of them on it. The center of its head was creased like an ‘M’ making it look like a snake up to the nose. The body was a shining black, and the tail with blades shooting up the length of it.

Kai shot back, already shifting before the argument could continue. It started at their fingertips, a ripple of teal scales spreading over their small arms like water washing over stone. Their nails elongated, curving slightly as their pupils stretched into thin, snake-like slits. Their legs melded together seamlessly, shifting from soft flesh into a long, coiling serpent tail-a stunning shade of teal that shimmered under the faint moonlight, perfectly complementing their hazel eyes. They giggled excitedly, flicking their forked tongues out as they twined around each other playfully.

Her laugh was like a song as expected of a siren. She climbed to the smooth floor and sat with a little difficulty. Her tail is heavy out of water. Currently, her siren form is as follows: A face bare of make up, enchanting silver eyes, tempting, full red lips, black fin-like ears, bluish grey long hair that starts to flutter without any wind once out of water, a sea shell bra, a transparent skirt studded with silver pearls at the waist and an obsidian black tail with gold spirals. Her tail fin is very wide and grey colored.

Jeremiah requested. Slightly spined fins stretched out several inches from the sides of her arms and legs. Aria turned to show him that her gills had elongated from the small slits just behind her jaw to nearly the front of her neck. She smiled and he saw her teeth were more like those of a shark than those of a human. “You’re gorgeous. Can I touch your fins?” He asked. She moved close again and he stretched out a hand, lightly running his finger over the thin flesh of her fins. Aria shivered. No one had ever touched them before.