Wave X Tails Novels & Stories

Your tail is a very rare colour friend. "Why is that Hela?" I asked. "Is my tail not normal?" Chloe asked. "Sorry I know little about mermaids, other than the small amounts my father dained to tell me." "Your tail is hunted," Hela said. "Hunted?" I asked still confused. "Yes." The king said. "There are a few humans who know of us. some of which are hunters." I growled. Bloody hunters. "Why would hunters want her?" "Her tail." Hela said. "The colour means immortality."

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

She could feel herself getting wetter by the second. Wade pulled away to gaze into her eyes. “I don’t want to spoil your top O’ the world Ma feeling, but we have work to do today.” He let go of her face and laid back, then gave a long, full body stretch. Easing his torso out and stretching those powerful legs. Letting out an easy sigh as he did so.

His mate was using the reflection from the water in the river to study the stripes. As he was recollecting what he felt, she linked, ‘I guess I never noticed it because I’ve only used water reflections to see what my wolf looks like. I’ve never used a mirror. And with the ripples and the coursing of streams, I never took a hard enough look at them to notice the difference in the thickness of each stripe. Hmm…the number of stripes are still the same though. It has only ever been five.’ ‘Sweetheart,’ Xandar began, ‘How strong is your tail?’

She smelt his cologne, which was different from ordinary fragrances. On the other side steven joseph’s face was expressionless. He was good at hiding his feelings and expressions. But he was losing himself in front of that innocent face. He was getting lost in those dark eyes. He never got so much attract to a girl but now he was! Her red ears and blushing cheeks were making him crazy. “no, I don’t remember anything” she replied blinking her eyes several times and then lowered them again. She felt something around her waist, what was it? She couldn’t figure out for a second but it was a hand! Steven held her by the waist and said

The omega werewolves were also prepared. Alex's first tail comes out, the second tail, the third tail, and the fourth tail come out rapidly to her body. She becomes more powerful and aggressive. Her body became bloody red when she reached the fourth tails stage. She didn’t even know who the was enemy or the allied. She saw the other werewolves around her, she wagged her tail and the other alpha werewolves threw her far away. “Don’t be afraid of her, she must only reach the fourth tails stage, we don’t let her come out of the fifth tails” said the Elder Shunin.

she scornfully questioned with a cocked brow. He gritted his teeth and balled his hands into fists, sweat forming on his head. His foe wondered what was wrong with him. Unexpectedly. tails shot out of his body one by one, numbering nine. And this time, unlike his son's four tails at the triennial contest's battleground that served as mere adornments, his tails were roving about! Seeing his accomplishment, Alpha Chase chuckled evilly. "Shocked, aren't you?" he asked cockily before turning to Phoenix," And you with magenta hair..."

Desperation drove me toward higher ground, clinging to the faint hope of rescue. However, luck wasn’t on my side. Out of nowhere, a massive wave slammed into me, sweeping me off my feet. I crashed into the sea, the icy water flooding my mouth and throat with its salty sting, leaving me gasping for breath. “Don’t freak out. Just stay calm...” I repeated to myself, clawing for control. I tried to swim away from the jagged rocks, but my belly slammed into one, its sharp edge slicing through me like a knife.

Her phone had fallen far away, its screen brightly lit. "Mas...master," Gray Tail's expression was flustered and at a loss as he stood in place, stuttering at the sight of the tall werewolf on the first floor with huge ears and tail. The exceptionally large werewolf's eyes glowed green, exerting an immense oppressive aura as he stared fiercely at Gray Tail: "Gray Tail." Gray Tail opened his mouth: "I...I just wanted to scare her a bit, I didn't mean to really hurt her. Master, I..."

Cassie did a finishing move where she stood on her head and rotated her waist, then she flicked and did a perfect split in the sand. It was safe to say she was triple jointed. The crowd applauded as Cassie bowed. She turned to Mitch, who was starstruck. “How was that Mr Werewolf?” She challenged. Mitch didn't answer her. He scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder and he walked away from the crowd down to the end of the beach. He placed her on her feet. “That was, —” He couldn't find the words. “That was what?” She demanded in a sultry tone.