Zero Tailed Beast Novels & Stories

Another figure was teleported to this golden fighting ring. It was a master of the Beast Clan with the head of a tiger and the body of a human. His head was that of a white tigress and on its forehead, there was a pattern formed by three horizontal lines and a vertical line, which looked as if it were burning. He was burly, and there was a thick striped white tail behind his butt. He looked majestic, but his face was also full of surprise and vigilance. Obviously, he had also been teleported to the golden fighting ring by the golden light for some unknown reason.

Alaric, towering above everyone else at the foot of the staircase, stared at me with an expression I couldn’t decipher. The silence that followed my words felt eternal. Then came his voice, deep and sharp as steel. “Repeat that.” I took a shaky breath, feeling the eyes of everyone present in the room. My legs trembled, but I straightened my shoulders, meeting his icy blue gaze. “I volunteer… to be your mate,” I said again, my voice steady this time. The room erupted. Some people gasped; others burst into laughter. “She’s committing suicide!” “A poor little omega? The king will tear her apart!”

The growling is loud enough to make the ground shake , he is out for blood . Within a second both my brothers are in their beasts and standing by my side . Ratniks beast is as tall as mine but not as built as mine; he has a grey stripe running the length of his body . It's Gideons beast that catches me by surprise as it has been so long since I have seen it . His beast is just a slight bit taller than both ours but again is not as bulky as mine , and has a blue tint running through his whole coat. As soon as they both nod to let me know they are ready I let out a howl and take off with them closely on my heel …

While thinking, Zephyr Khan decided to cultivate here for a long time. He would leave after half a year. The Evil Breaking Eye flashed. Zephyr Khan had found a cave. There was a fourth-level fierce beast, Wind Spiritual Beast, in this cave. The Wind Spiritual Beast was quite handsome among the fierce beasts. It looked like a group of horses, with fleshy wings on its back and snow-white skin. As it moved, it danced like a white cloud. A pair of fierce beast eyes was crystal clear like jade, looking like stars.

Zane could understand that but all he wanted to do was talk about it, so Zane holed up in his room. He could handle an average Pale but this thing? This thing was on a whole different level from an average Pale’s level. Its aura of dominance was incredible. It’s body massive and the fact it had a tail that seemed to be deadly as fuck was sickening. Just learning this type of Pale existed was very humbling about his own survival, it was downright frightening. He was lucky to have never encountered one on his travels.

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

The beast was twice the height of a muscular man she’d ever seen—with a bone crest, four split jaws that open like a flower of fangs. ​His eyes had no pupils, only pits of endless night that could reflect my deepest fear. His body was covered in jagged obsidian scales and raw muscles; bone plates protruded like armor from his spine and limbs. Her hand flew to her mouth as she took a step back at the sight of his claws, long enough to pierce through her body in one swipe. Fear clawed in Kaerith's chest as her fingers shakily found the simple ties at her waist and loosened them.

That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along. “I can accept anyone calling me that,” he continued. “But my mate… my future Luna… will call me by my name. Only my name.” He leaned toward my neck, lips brushing the skin lightly, making my breath shatter. “Or,” he whispered, “you can give me a daring name to claim me with.” “There is no difference between a beast and a monster,” I muttered. His grip tightened dangerously. “Do not provoke me.” Taking in a deep breath and at the same time desperate to break the moment, I blurted, “But a beast needs a real name. Like Knight has his. What’s yours?”

Darrion pointed to the fan shaped head of the beast. Jai frowned, visibly confused. “What? How can its head be its tail?” he replied. But then he saw the fan in the head rose up and a single tentacle connecting its base with something Jai guessed was on its back. He then understood. “Oh, that.” Darrion squeaked. “Let’s go!” He hugged Jai tight from behind and rose to the sky in a hurry, startling Jai so much that he grabbed the blonde behind him in surprise.

A massive, white-furred beast stepped into the red light—it looked like Dante’s Void-Wolf, but it had Elena’s white-gold eyes and Silas’s lethal smile. "Mother says hello," the beast rumbled, as it reached for the sightless Zora.