Werefox Tails Novels & Stories

Just when she was about to give up, her eyes landed on a small black briefcase under the bed. She pulled it out and noticed that it wasn’t locked. Her heart started beating fast. She slowly opened it, and inside was a thick file. The cover had no title. She opened it slowly and began to read. The first page had a photo of a wolf, huge, dark, with glowing eyes. Under it were words, 'Rogues Report - Uncontrolled Werewolves Activity” Gabby’s hands started shaking. She turned to the next page. There were photos of people, some she didn’t recognize, and one of them looked a little familiar.

She saw a humongous fox with nine tails fighting a bunch of half-human and half cow. "Minotaur?" She murmured. She furrowed her eyebrows when she saw the nine-tailed fox was not giving its best to fight. It seemed that it was protecting something from the minotaur. She also noticed that the nine-tailed fox had a big would on the side. She felt pity for the nine-tailed fox but she still needs to eradicate it because maybe it will impose a threat to humanity. So she decided to eradicate both of them but she stopped when she saw a tiny pup behind the nine-tailed fox. Then she understood that the nine-tailed fox was a mother and it was just protecting its pup.

Stanley and Yaksha couldn’t help but squint. They followed the light and saw a white fox tail on the ground not far away from them. It was covered in blood and looked like it had just fallen off. Yaksha seemed even more shocked as he quickly took a few steps back. “That must be the demon fox’s tail. Nine-tailed foxes have nine lives. Each time they die, they’d lose a single tail. It means that it had already died once.” With that, Yaksha looked at Stanley in excitement. “This means that somebody saved the children! No, to be more accurate, it might be another demon or a god.

Oceana said in fear as she saw a nine tailed fox walking towards her with an angry face. She picked up a stick from the ground and tried using it, but the fox wasn't backing out. Oceana stepped backwards on ever step the fox made, and she didn't know when she stumbled on a stone and fell. The nine tailed fox wasn't backing down as it moved closer and closer to her. Oceana crawled backwards, and then she fell into a hole.

My tail wagged as Eleanor took her first steps through the trees. Wait… I had a tail now! I wanted to look at it, so I urged my wolf to allow me to look at my tail. She did. I gaped at the fluffy white tail protruding from my behind. “Look, Elelanor! We have a white tail!” I exclaimed in excitement. I hadn’t seen a wolf with a white tail. Most of the wolves in our region were grey with a black-tipped tail, while alphas were usually black and huge. But a wolf with a fluffy white tail like mine was unheard of.

The nine-tailed fox stood amidst the carnage of slaughtered monsteroids, while the spectral form of the fox loomed ominously behind, and a formidable aura could be felt throughout the plains. "What is the meaning of this, Fannerly? What do the Primordial Sacred Land intend to achieve from this?" asked the nine-tailed fox, whose fury was mirrored by the other two Thundlight mosteroid rulers Trey, clad in silver armor, transformed into a towering dragon and roared indignantly, "You are courting your own demise. How dare you attack our land!" The nine-headed lion spewed flames and said, "This pair of level eight supreme paragons must think that we are pushovers, else they would have known bette

He wants his mate to be a werewolf like him, that’ll understand pack life and pack politics, have all his pups, and play house. Not a stupid fox. Not me. “Well, we foxes are a different caliber than werewolves!” I shot back in frustration. I desperately look away from his body, trying not to be swayed by him. Instead, I breathe in his scent and I feel a bit antsy. “We’re not exclusive.”

Andrius’ heart skipped a beat when he saw the seven fierce fiends. The first one was a massive dog said to have the ability to devour the moon. It was a terrifying and cruel beast. The second one had the head of a bull and the body of a human. Its sharp horns were stained with blood, hinting at its unusual nature. The third was a nine-tailed fox. It was said that foxes grew an additional tail every thousand years, increasing their cultivation and lifespan, and nine tails represented the peak of its power!

Alyssa shrugged like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. It did not take but a moment, and in a blur, she had shifted from the woman I knew to a white fox. The creature moved towards me with caution; its frame towered over any fox I had ever seen. But, instead of one tail, she adorned three. "What in the absolute hell?" I said, dumbfounded and in shock. Alyssa was a fox— a bloody white fox with multiple tails. As fast as she had turned into a fox, she became the girl I once knew again.

or a demon. He was lethal, dangerous, and powerful. Stunningly otherworldly. A huge, silver, smooth, shimmering tail protruded from his back, the tips arching at least three feet above him and the bottoms brushing the floor. It was so magical that it gleamed with a golden sheen, like the nine-tailed fox she had seen in Chinese movies. In fact, it was even more amazing seeing it personally. She wanted to reach out and touch him, to stroke her hands down the huge, sleek-looking furs.