Adventure Foxy Novels & Stories

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

The sun was hidden across the mountains, in a villa in the floral city, a traveler walked down the main street, looking for a place to spend the night, the mysterious traveler sat near a campfire, where there were people sitting around it. The traveler put his belongings next to him, then a small one approaches him, "excuse me, sir, they are 5 copper coins, they are to be entitled to the heat of the campfire, in addition to a ration of freshly prepared oatmeal," the traveler took the coins and paid the little one, the little one went with an older person and I give him the money, she gave him a tray with a plate and a glass, "sir I have" the traveler took it and continued to eat it, during h

Foxes are rare, there are only 10 foxes living in the supernatural border, afraid of coming out because they have their beliefs, foxes are supreme, never to compromise nor be held down by anyone, they see themselves as deities because they’re rare and strong. “It’s nightfall,” Foire said as he kicks Illac’s side of the bed. Illac hissed at him. “I know, you fool,” Illac stood up and cracked his neck. He didn’t bother getting his spear, the one he uses to control his lightning, he plans on wreaking havoc tonight down Imperio. “No spear?” “Don’t need. Why the blades?” “Just for fun,” “Leave their Alpha to me,” Foire added as he swung his blade through the air making a swoosh sound.

I had to see what she thought about superheroes and especially “The Fox.” “I got a random question for you. What do you think of the superheroes Lady Rose and General Storm? And what happened to their little fox?” I asked, hoping not to sound as nervous as I felt. “Uh? What do you mean?” Cindy asked, sounding confused. She probably thought I was crazy for asking some random question like that. BOOM The ground shook, and smoke filled the air. People were screaming. It was chaos. “What the hell was that?” Cindy asked. I grabbed her as the familiar smell filled my nose. It could only be one thing and it was not good. “Mutants,” I told her.

Hunter asks me, and since I got the chance to pick, I looked at the prizes available before finally picking a big teddy bear, a red fox. "Mine," I say taking it from the guy's hands, it's my baby now. "What are you gonna name it?" Hunter asks me, I gave him a raised brow look, I'm not a child to decide a name for my teddy, but if I had to. "Mr. Vixy," I say answering him, petting my pet fox head. "What a great name sweetie, come on le't sgo see what other torubles we can get into," Logan says leading the way toward the rest of the carnival.

He added, "I've told you that wasting food is strictly prohibited in our factory. If you don't want to end up like her, you'd better eat up." I watched them coldly as they trembled, slowly lifting the covers off their plates. Almost immediately, their horrified screams filled the air. On their plates were arms, thighs, and fingers. There were enough body parts to form a whole person. Only then did I realize they weren't as scary as I had thought. It turned out that even those stronger than me could still feel fear. Right then, I spoke up, trying to sound braver than I felt. "Each part tastes different. If you're curious, you can swap pieces and try each other's."

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

Life in the south was better than I could have imagined. I was put in charge of the Silver Moon Pack’s most sacred sanctuary, home to rare silver foxes, snow wolves, and the legendary moon-stags. My innate bond with the wild finally had a place to thrive. Whenever I walked through the sanctuary, the animals would approach me on their own. Silver foxes would brush their fluffy tails against my palm. Snow wolf pups would roll around at my feet, begging for attention. The pack members looked at me with open adoration.

Silly boy, I think as I easily step aside blocking my mate from his attack. Enyo shifts into her silver wolf and for a moment I am distracted by her beauty. The other wolf that was with this pathetic excuse of an Alpha jumps on my back as my little wolf launches at Dylan. Her wolf is half the size but she is fast, extremely fast, she is tiring him out; what a clever wolf.

William exclaimed, pointing at the enemy behind Foxie. In a second, the color of Foxie's eyes changed. It turned yellow and glowed like stars in the night, just like William's a while ago. The girl's sharp nails had sunk into the enemy's neck even before the opponent's fang landed on her shoulder. Foxie did it in front of and while facing William, not looking back at the opponent. The blood of the enemy runs down her long nails and into her fingers. Nothing on Foxie's body was different except her eyes and nails.