Averi Fox Novels & Stories

As soon as she can regain her strength a week later, a tribunal trial is held against a male youngling who claims to be her lover named Arvad. He says that they love each other and have a relationship because they promised each other that they would be married a year later, upon their coming of age. However, according to him, Athea kept skipping her suppressant for a few days just because the medicine was too bitter for her. It was the reason why he lost control despite the suppressant he drank regularly due to their close distance when she had undergone the peak of her estrous. I can feel his sincerity in his tone. I know he is telling the truth based on his calm and compassionate way of ex

She had gone to the bathroom to ease herself and she came out to meet someone in the doorway. “Holy Jesus! You scared me. Jeez! This loo ain’t for the gents, please.” Ava was still holding her chest and she was trying to control her breathing. “I’m so sorry. I just wanted to talk to you?” “Here?” “Uhm, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I am Bern…”

“You seemed to have heard of my name before. It looks like my legend still circulates in the current world. How... ridiculous.” Jade was also slightly shocked. “Are you really Andariel? Are you really Andariel or that nine-tailed fox?” The woman said, “I am a nine-tailed fox, one of the three demons in Xavion Tomb.” Alex exclaimed, “So you’re that nine-tailed fox that scourged the Middle Bronze Age!” “Hmph!” Andariel snorted coldly.

asks Venus. I shouted, creating sound waves that made Venus shakes. "TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENING!" "The fox marble, it is being summoned by her, Kagome..."

She knew on a rational level that it was important for Mia and Alexandre to have this moment; she was still all too aware of the male that lurked underneath that thick, onyx fur. And while she had already decided that it was for the best that she forgave Xavier, Ava kind of viewed that as more of an introspective conclusion. She wasn’t sure that she was ready to put her money where her mouth was just yet. Especially not when he was…so close. The bigger Wolf immediately backed off. As she watched, he disappeared behind some trees, probably to shift, so Ava took the moment alone to do the same. This time, the shift was at least twice as fast as last time, but it still smarted like a bitch.

So when her father asked them to accompany him on a hunting trip, she happily obliged, thinking that such an informal setting would be ideal for her confession. The caravans had been moving for a long time. Merindale was getting restless inside. There were no windows in those caravans, unlike the carriages that they normally used. Merindale had no way of knowing where they were headed. When she could take it no more, she opened the hood and popped her head out. “ Holy cows! We are on fox lands. “ She was so happy, she jumped off the moving caravan and began to run. The fox kingdom was always more scenic than the rugged wolf terrains.

They were engaged in an otherwise humourous staring competition and neither one wanted to back down. I took that time to do a quick sweep of Sydney. Her sandy brown hair was tied at the crown of her head in a bun. Brown eyes flashed purple and back as her wolf made its presence known. She was a centimeter or two shorter than Dea but her body was honed and muscular from years of training. "This is Dea," I interjected their contest with my introduction, "my mate." At the last words, Sydney's withering glare snapped at me. There was no warmth. No familiarity. Just all-consuming anger seeping from every pore in her body and lashing out at me like a metal-tipped whip.

As Darian begged on his knees, I didn't even bother to look up. I just kept stroking the trembling snow wolf pup in my arms. "Maeve, please..." Darian’s voice cracked with a sob. "I know Amara was behind the silver fox, that she cut herself at the clinic..." "I know everything," he wept. "Please forgive me. Give me one more chance." I finally lifted my head to look at him. "You think that's what I care about?"

Maven Penelope Fox is a spitfire. I don’t know what I was expecting but definitely not this. She looks sweet, cute, innocent, but man when she gets upset, she lets you know it. It’s interesting, it’s obvious she’s never been in a pack setting before because she doesn’t realize that you can’t speak to Alpha’s this way. The only reason I’m allowing this is because she is Amelia’s sister, she is Donovan’s mate, and I believe she is the white wolf.

Ayleen asks, desperate to help in any way she can. “Can you call that Vampire friend of yours? He might be able to tell us ways in which we can control the newly turned vampires.” Azraiel pleads. “Of course, I’ll call him right away.” She pauses for a second. “I also know a weredragon and a weretiger from H.O.P.E. mission. Is it okay if I call them too?” “Of course…that would be really helpful. Also, ask them if they know about other species.”