Toothless Tail Fins Mga Nobela at Kwento

Just as Rima predicted, the creatures were small with similar body structure to theirs, they were of the size of human children who were no older than ten, their skin was incredibly pale, greyish even, some parts of it covered in scales and fins, especially around their limbs. The scary part about the creature however wasn’t their bare slippery grey skin nor the weird extremities covered in fins and claws, it was their faces, the creatures didn’t have eyes, nor ears at that, just huge gaps from one side to the other splitting their faces, the gaps were filled with big sharp canines, and above it, two orifices that looked like nostrils, and nothing else. The other scary part, was how fast the

I was barely holding Carie back so she wouldn't kill all those bastards. I looked at her tail and realized she was not just missing her scales. Those bastards chopped all of her fins and the very bottom of her tail. Without that, she could never go back to the Ocean. Without her fins and caudal fin, she could never swim again and fight the murderous waves of the ocean. “You know, it has been a long time since we last used our special powers. With that, we can actually save the girl. We can completely heal her.” Carie spoke in my mind once she calmed down a little.

However, before he could rejoice any further he noticed something off about him, and he just couldn’t shake off the feeling. Feral frowned in annoyance as he tapped his feet underwater…. or so he thought he did. ‘No no no no no!!!’ With a shaky body and trembling lips, Feral slowly raised what he thought was still his legs…. and what he saw made his jaw drop. A viridescent colored scaly tail with hues of red, a long fluttering iridescent anal fin, and two pelvic fins that were greenish with sprinkles of iridescence that changed their colors with every light movement of the tail. Scaly hands with long fingernails that had hues of iridescence and just like his tail glittered a different color

Because I didn’t get a chance to think, to make the small shifts before the collar snapped into place. My form isn’t just unattractive, it is inefficient and painful. I am a monstrosity, even among creatures often seen as monsters. My talons are still extended, agonizingly so, the sharp blades of my thick, claw-like nails cutting the flesh of my fingers and toes, curling under to pierce soft pads of flesh. I am completely hairless now, with scales in place of eyebrows and small horns poking out of angry, red tears of thick skin.

Exhausted yet triumphant, Brock and I somehow mustered the strength to coax the two enigmatic, tailed creatures back into their respective beds, adorned with silken sheets that shimmered like a mirage under the dim light. After they had reluctantly emerged from the Jacuzzi's warm embrace—where frothy, steaming water had danced around their iridescent tails—their forms underwent a startling metamorphosis. As they stepped onto the cool tiled floor, each droplet that fell from them seemed to carry a piece of that magical transformation until, quivering with the adjustment, their tails vanished, seamlessly replaced by human legs that wobbled slightly, unused to the sudden exigencies of gravity.

It was bare skin there, her claws were extensions of her fingernails and not very long but deadly looking. The scales from her shoulders went across her breast but they left the inside of her breast bare skin, coming into a V shape just above her belly button. They reached all the way down to the top of her feet but like her hands stopped just before her toes. Her tail was long and slender but the barbs that were like daggers on the tip were a nice touch. Her wings were the perfect size for her body and they complimented all the new features of her shifted form.

The scientist looked back at the male tailed beast and at the same time, the crystal gem glowed bright red causing the neck of the scientist to suddenly crack, that ended his life. The male tailed beast with big ears and the female tailed beast looked at each other, not stating a word but both knew in their stares, there were people behind them that they were ready to kill them. But before they could attack, the male tailed beast was able to control them to drop their weapons and the female tailed beast showed her third tail, a long fish tail full of sharp scales. When the male tailed beast lifted them a few inches above the ground, the female tailed beast showed the beautiful sharp scales t

I couldn't tell where my shaking stopped and theirs began. He landed, tucking his wings in tight to his body, his tail swinging around and settling in front of his forelegs. He had talons on his tail too. Three to be exact, three deadly spikes. His roar shook the ground, and we cringed. The pulsing waves of magic made it difficult to stand. I'd never felt magic, but something inborn, deep inside of me, knew it for what it was. I looked sideways at Chersa. Her head tipped downward, tears streaming from her eyes.

He seemed eager for a drama to unfold. She also couldn't help frowning at how terrible of an imitation the other four-tailed blackie was. His tails were each half a meter and just seemed to be there for decoration or wagging. Yes, the eyes blazed more than a Lycan's- a chilling scarlet and that build, and fur that sends shudders down one's spine. But the distinction was as clear as day and night. Even a kid like her could tell who among them was a fake.

Sensing time may be shorter than they realized the pair picked up the pace, crate in hand. The ground rumbled and the water bubbled, a giant claw emerged from the water, and then another. Thick trails of slime oozed down the forearm and a long scaly snout displaced the water. Like the smaller versions, this abomination had a long bone horn in the middle of its head. Rows and rows of yellow warped teeth greeted them in anger. The narrow pupils eyed them with suspicion and contempt. Aurelia knelt next to the crate and grabbed the flint and steel. "Keep it busy," She whispered. Despite the fuel on the rag, the moisture in the air made it difficult to light the rag, "How much longer Zinjo shoute