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Sonic The Werehog And Tails

Reincarnated: Nine Tailed Fox With A Temper.

A young girl abandoned and left with nothing to her name had sworn revenge on the one who caused her to live in pain and suffering, which meant being rich and powerful enough to do so. But before she could even get close to fulfilling her goal, at age sixteen, she gets struck by lightning. Fortunately, but unfortunately, she gets another chance at life. Instead of dying and becoming reborn into the same life on earth, she gets reincarnated into a fantasy world. A strange place filled with strange beasts, mystical plants, and....a tail?! A tail was stuck to her lower back, and two fluffy ears on her head. She wasn't just reincarnated into a world of mythic beasts; she was one. A nine-tailed fox. Though her past world and her current world were complete opposites, there was one thing they both had in common: survival of the fittest. Killed or be killed. Only the way she could be killed in this mythic world was far different from her last one. Unexpected things turn up in every corner, none she could ever be prepared for. But she wasn't planning to die a second time. She had to evolve to get stronger, more powerful, and successful. She couldn't live the life she always wanted in her last life, but it could be more than just a daydream in this life. With a sure goal set in mind, she travels continents to learn, master her ability, and evolve, all while making long-lasting friendships and everlasting enemies. But still with deep-rooted anger and hatred for the one who had impaired her with deep scars that could never be healed unless by revenge, which could never be done, and the difficulties she went through for years before she died, her consistent temper rekindles at the slightest spark of the past. What would unfold if what she's been waiting for unexpectedly comes knocking at her door?
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The Countess and the Beast

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.
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