Blacklight Foxy Novels & Stories

Almost. I took the chance to evaluate the Alpha myself. He towered over me. His eyes black. He gave nothing away. “To be honest,” His dark eyes traveled my body. “I was expecting more from the Silver Fox.” I scoffed. “I was expecting the Silver Fox to be bigger, darker.” He took another step closer to me. So close he could easily crush me to pieces. I refused to back down from the pompous asshole. “I didn’t expect the Silver Fox to be quite so...”

And I thought I should warn her about human beliefs that black on the last night of the year can bring a wave of bad luck for the next three hundred and sixty-five days, but I'm sure he wouldn't pay attention to me or say that his life would remain miserable even wearing white even on the tip of his nose. Vraxlon was killing hearts. He had opted for denim shorts and a blue button-down shirt, leaving several of them open for his muscular and tattooed chest to appear. The hair was loose above the shoulders, but the strands were combed and tamed. The dark beard was still filled around the strong and beautiful jaw. It was not difficult to see the women around us throwing several glances in their

I watched as they all fell limp and dropped to the ground. I started to move but Custard blocked my path the moment the light was headed towards us. Custard raised one of his paws and brought it down the moment the light came close. He managed the make contact and I can finally see that that light’s form really was. “A spirit.” I whispered as I watched the little white fox shaking off the dizziness after receiving Custard’s blow. It was beautiful. It’s furr looking soft and white as snow. It’s mischievous blue eyes found mine and it made a sort of chuckling sound. Is it laughing?

"Get out of my chair." "Maya, let's be reasonable...." Xavier started, his voice dropping to a low, manipulative hum. "I am done being reasonable," Maya interrupted. She grabbed the silver fountain pen from his hand and snapped it in half with a sickening crack. The black ink splattered across Xavier’s white shirt, looking like a fresh wound. "You wanted a dance with the Phoenix, Xavier. But you forgot one thing: a Phoenix is born in the fire. I’m not the 'Invisible Mrs. Blackwood' you can manipulate. And I’m certainly not the 'fragile' woman your sister can scare."

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

That beast made me cum without even being here. Once I was in my senses, I lifted the thing and realised it was a lighter. Damn! He put a lighter inside me? This beast is a maniac. He literally wanted to set my inside on fire. I examined the item, both confused and astounded. It was a very regal-looking lighter. Black in color and was crowned with a wolf’s face. The lighter very much matched with his cold, dark vibes. I clicked it open, a lick of red flame burst out. And I have to admit, it bore remarkable resemblence with my beast. Crimson like his eyes, hot like his persona.

Rolling my eyes, I got up. ''I know someone is there. Either you show yourself or leave. I suggest you chose the latter!'' I barked angrily. I could smell a wet dog probably its just the wet stuffy scent of the rain mixed with wood. I need not ask anymore. A big, black wolf with golden eyes emerged from behind the bushes. I gasped at how big it was, dark as the night. It was darker than black.

Xo explained. “It was actually Malenya that figured it out. The first thing we found out was Felicity’s great-great-grandmother was from the Crystal Shadow Coven in Scottland. Felicity and Sofyia also carry the Lycan gene.” Dayton explained. “WHAT? No way, all of our family is human.” Sofyia screeched.

Lyra Getting to the front steps Maddox places me on the floor before he shifts into Chaos. Even now my big black wolf takes my breath away with his jet black fur that looks so shiny it could be oil. Not to mention his bright blue eyes a shade brighter than Maddox’s usual sapphire coloured eyes.

The blonde felt her stomach turn as she tried desperately not to think of all the things he might do to her. “You need to convince Mr. Wolfe to keep you for the whole evening.” Omar continued. “The Alpha has been drinking heavily since this morning. I’m sure with a bit of a push, he’ll end up too out of it to do anything but just in case, you need to keep yourself out of his sights.” “But Alphas can’t get blackout drunk!” Chloe whispered. “True but even Alpha’s aren’t immune to Xanax.” Chloe stopped in her tracks, mouth dropping open in shock. Omar didn't realise immediately that the blonde was no longer following him. He made it seven feet before realising and turned to look back with a con