Becca Fox Novels & Stories

Her grin a perfect fix in the frame of her vibrantly beautiful face, her blonde hair in a short pixie bob cut that compliments the gleaming chocolate brown of her eyes as she hurry's towards me like a little child that just got back from elementary school, embracing my small frame in a tight bear hug. A series of giggles erupt from my mouth. "Oh I've missed you so much young one." Caroline says to me not letting me go for a second, her English accent flowing into my eardrums like a sweet melody I've quite missed. "Me too." I wrap my arms around her and press a light kiss to her cheek, with a smile that threatens to split my lips in two. "And oh do you look damn gorgeous!" She exclaimed with

“You can stay as long as you like, courtesy of my husband to be and I.” Sylvia, the fox king's daughter, offered in smiles. I sensed she said it in a bid to spite me. Sylvia was a smallish Fox, her golden locs cascading like sunlight over her shoulders. With grace and power intertwined, she commanded the attention of all who beheld her. Her regal presence, though diminutive in stature, emanated an aura of authority that left no doubt of her sovereignty . Her gaze met mine, piercing yet gentle.

Beverly Carington I looked at myself in the mirror and checked my outfit for tonight one more time. Today I'm wearing black hair wig and green contacts. I wore a really beautiful long red dress with slit on the left side. I got down from my apartment and drove my car towards the ballroom where my target is. As soon as I arrived, I gave my car to the valet chauffeur and I walked inside the ballroom. I started to look for my target until my eyes landed on my client. He gave me a smirk and he pointed at someone. Yes, it's the target.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

Karl was so hell-bent on stopping this party but when Roxy stomped on his leg glared him down and threatened to knee him in his family jewels, he stopped whining and let them have their party. Beatrix is wearing a flared-sleeved white crop top which shows her belly button and some tiny shorts that highlight her body so much that Every guy in the room seems to not take their eyes off of her. “ You look like a literal goddess, Bea!” Roxy complimented them as they sat on the couch with their respective drinks in their hands. Daria is with some girls her age talking and laughing, Beatrix and Roxy's eyes are on her as they want Daria to be comfortable and not in any trouble.

I didn’t like being the reason for anyone’s bitterness. We didn’t just shop for clothes. Mrs. Harrison insisted on stopping by a cosmetics store too. She seemed lighter there, happier, like a woman reclaiming a piece of herself she’d misplaced for years. As we browsed through rows of lipsticks and powders, she picked up a soft nude shade and turned to me with a smile. “Freya,” she said, holding it up against my face, “I think this color would look beautiful on you.” Scarlett chuckled. “That does look like her shade, Mother.”

He said. "Never mind. Had we met under another condition, I would have come along with you to find your answers, but I have my own problems to solve. " Mia murmured. "What problem missy has? " He asked like a innocent child. "Umm, quite a lot but as of now I need to find my husband and then meet his great grand aunt. " Mia told him as simply as she could. "Your husband? What is that? " He asked. Mia laughed and said " That is a fox, who mostly looks like a human but is an immortal. Has changing eye colours and rosy lips and cheeks. " Her heart thumping at his mere description.

Must have come here after I left. “Hey guys.” “Thomas, you finally decided to join us.” “We were about to have fun without you.” “Well I’m here now.” “And not alone I see.” “Everyone, this is Emma. My childhood best friend.” “Hi.” “Hey. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maggie.” Maggie had long brown hair that curled at the end. I could tell by her tone and smile that she was an optimistic person. She likes to think positively. “And right there is Shawn.”

He never thought that someday the beast would get married. But the demon himself has an eye for an innocent girl who was unaware of it. Francesco never thought that he would be interested in a woman rather fucking them, but here he was stalking her. "How did you know all of this?" "When they went to Hawaii for some stupid honeymoon." Francesco gave him a blank look. "Who is she?" "Eva Volkov, the sister of Naomi Madison." Francesco finally had some expression on his face. A confused look. " The top business-woman, Naomi? The one who never loses her deal?"