Knuckles X Tails Novels & Stories

The healer’s tent exploded into a chaos of blood and gore as the knights and hunters returned. The freneticism of stopping bleeding, stitching wounds, and applying potions kept me too busy to think, but I slowly began to piece together a story of what had befallen them. The creature had possessed a tail to accompany the pinchers that Val had mimed for me that morning, and that tail had been armed with some type of stinger.

And they will get one. The two tails behind me came alive, swinging and acting like sharp blades. I became faster, my movements, more fluid and refined. Above all, I was getting stronger. With a new surge of energy and adrenaline, I leaned forward. My nails elongated, piercing through her flank. Before she could react, my tails each struck deep into her shoulders. She crumpled down, morphing into her human form and whimpering in agony. With one final strike, I kicked her fiercely in the chest, pushing her out of the circle.

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..."

He stared at the ceiling with his pupils dilated, the veins on his neck pupping out as his adam's apple moved up and down like he was a fish on land. "Uhhh...Alpha?" Noah's voice was shaking now. The image in his head based on the few noises out of the room was NOT pretty! [Shift your tail and I'll handle him.] Knight leaned in so close that his cock was pressed hard into Raven's abdomen. His fingers moved even faster inside Raven as he stuck his tongue into Raven's ear, getting a real, loud groan out of Raven. Raven shifted. A huge, black, furry tail appeared at the rare end of his spine. A tail is the only part that wouldn't twist a bone in shifting. It just replaces the tailbone.

He smiled, and I walked over to Slasher. I kicked him in the butt, and he turned around pissed. I smiled, and he lightened up before throwing his arm on my shoulders. "Took you long enough to get down here." I hit his arm playfully. "Hey, you're the one that sucks at giving directions." He just ruffed up my hair and turned back to the guys. "You all remember Cobra right? Cobra, this is Hash, Flame, Blade, and Twist." I held back laughter at their names. I mean, mine isn't much better but still.

Sleep State Confirmed. Marcus opened his eyes. The Chrome Diamonds gleamed in the dim light. He raised his hands, staring at the faded, blood-stained athletic tape wrapped around his knuckles. Slowly, silently, he let his silver mana bleed out from his core, soaking into the fabric. The tape shifted, turning into a metallic, liquid state. The Liquid Silver hardened, forming invisible, dense brass knuckles over his skin.

Knox is on the floor. Shirtless, soaked in sweat, and something about his body is WRONG in a way that my brain tries to reject before my eyes finish processing it. The muscles under his skin are moving – MOVING, shifting and rippling like something underneath is trying to rearrange itself, and his hands are pressed flat against the hardwood and his fingers are tipped with something that isn’t fingernails. They’re longer and curved and dark and they’ve gouged lines into the floor like trenches, and the word my brain supplies is CLAWS even though that word doesn’t belong in a sentence about a human being.

"Alright, what do I need to do?" "Here," Alanna said, reaching out and taking the tail from Ricki. She dug into her toy-bag and pulled out a bottle of lube, smearing a dollop onto the purple plastic nodule at the base of the tail. As she spread the lube over the plastic she said, "Look, this tapered point goes in first, and then you push past this wider bit and you're done, this little part is the only thing that stays sticking out. The flat piece on the end keeps it in place, and there you go, you've got a sexy little fox tail."

His hearing was as good as mine. I, on the other hand, probably looked gobsmacked. Fucking Christ on a cracker, but MacKenna was ripped. Even for an alpha. How the hell did he keep a body like that working as an executive? And the tattoos weren’t limited to his arms. One particularly intriguing work, that could’ve been some kind of scaled dragon or other monster, wound along his ribs, magic or simple artistry causing it to appear to ripple and gleam. The tail disappeared under his dark whorls of chest hair, making me wonder if it wrapped around one of his nipples.

The agents around them are jeering at the fighters, making the training quarters lively and well, rowdy. The agents can choose to fight as humans or as wolves. These two are sparring as humans. They’re topless and their knuckles are bandaged. They’re also shimmering with sweat… and blood. When the man on the right manages to deliver a clean right hook, the audience cheers, and his opponent tumbles to the side. He quickly recovers and surprises him with an uppercut when he appears confident that he won. The latter ends up winning the match due to a knockout.