Versus Tails Novels & Stories

Edwin continued to ask, "Then why don't you want the money I gave you?" "Why should I accept your money for no reason? If you want to give me gifts, you can watch my live stream. I can sing, dance, draw, and even make you a finger heart…" Tail enticed him skillfully. Upon hearing this, Lucas asked, "Miss, what is the difference between the two?" Tail pulled a serious face and explained, "Of course, there is a difference. On the live stream, if I sing and dance, I earn money through my own efforts. But if you give me money directly, then I owe you something."

That making decisions for someone who'd explicitly asked me to could feel like care rather than control. "This is different," I said one evening after one of these encounters. "Different how?" Eli asked. "Different from my usual control," I said. "In work, I try to control because I'm afraid of chaos. But this... this feels like I'm being trusted to lead. There's a difference." "Exactly," Eli said. "That's the distinction. Control through fear versus leadership through trust." "I like this version better," I said. "I know," Eli said. "That's why I wanted you to discover it."

I summoned a servant and had them prepare the whole set up. Sonia disappeared and returned with a headband. "Shall we?" I bounced the ball in my hand. "Wait. Who goes First?" She asked, twirling the racket in her hand. "I'll go." "Hmm… let's flip a coin." I fished out a coin from my pocket. "Heads or tails?" "Tails." She said as always. I flipped the coin and it landed on tails. "Yay," she cheered, took the ball and the game began.

he screamed at the top of his lungs, letting out every heavy emotion that he was feeling. They clashed fiercely against each other. Even though Méah was more advantaged than Keir because she had her nine tails and the power of black lotus to fight against him, Méah wasn't able to hit Keir. Not even once. But instead, it was Keir who got her tails wounded.

Passing the maid the art bag she is holding, she headed straight to her room without checking on her grandmother, she would do that later but for reading the letter is more important. The maid set up everything for her in the bathtub and helped her into it. She then passed Alice a cup of her favorite mock tail and the letter which was sealed by the royal stamp. Alice squealed inwardly as she tears off the royal seal. Now this what she is talking about when she said her happiness lie with the man behinds those letters.

Heat rises in my cheeks and weird sensations erupt from the pit of my stomach. "Let's start the game guys!" Peter shouts in excitement and we all settle ourselves well in our seats. "Alright,so let's decide which group will start with a coin toss." Tristian says and pulls out a golden coin from his pocket. A golden coin? He flips the coin with his thumb and it smoothly lands on his palm. "Head means us, tail means you guys." He glances at me for the moment, making all the heat rush back on my face. He then opens his palm to expose the face of the coin. "Tails! You start, Barbie doll." **************

“France it is then” We both said at the same time again and then burst out laughing. “Common, we need to decide” I said In between laughter. “Let’s roll a coin when we are done” Chloe suggested. “Good idea” I agreed. After eating, we both retired to my room. Chloe then brought out the coin. “The tail is for France while the head is for England. Agreed?” She asked me and I nodded. She rolled the coin and it landed on the floor. We both checked and she faced me.

The crowd cheers again, their voices resonating through the concrete wall. "As you are aware, the Luna's Duel has three trials." He looked between us. "The physical combat, the mental test and the Wolves' Brawl." We both nodded in acknowledgement to what he had just said. The announcer retrieved a coin and held it out in front of us. "If the coin lands on heads, you shall use weapons, but if tails, it will be hand-to-hand combat." Then he flipped the coin, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. I was better trained for the use of weapons. I only hoped that the goddess would aid me.

Tails. For a split second, Mirena didn’t process it. Her eyes were fixed on Morgan’s open palm, her brain lagging behind what her vision had already confirmed. Tails… the coin had landed on tails. She'd won. For a second, her heart stopped. Not metaphorically. Not poetically. It genuinely stalled for one terrifying, exhilarating beat. Then it kicked back into motion all at once, slamming hard against her ribs with the type of excitement she hadn't experienced in years.

I hate how badly I still want to give her what she wants. “Heads.” The coin clatters down, rolls, then tips over. Heads. She stiffens, her throat working as she swallows. We’re even now. One for her. One for me. Everything hangs on this. She spins it a third time, faster. Her whisper is almost a plea. “Tails.” The coin arcs high, then falls. I hold my breath. It hits the stone, bounces… and lands. Tails. She sways, blinking at it. Her lips part, but no sound comes out. Then her shoulders sag, relief crashing through her so hard I almost step forward to steady her.