Blacklight Foxy Novels & Stories

She, Nero, and Artem exchanged worried glances before she nodded. “Wait—” Before I could protest further, a blinding light erupted from the forest's edge, momentarily turning the twilight sky into a canvas of searing white. Faex. That was the direction of the West Pack Village! My scream was lost in the deafening boom that followed, the shockwave knocking me to the ground. Through the ringing in my ears, I heard Deva shout, a single word filled with urgency. "Go!"

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I spoke as I lit my hands with blue flame, one of the hottest and powerful flames that will devour any type of flame, even if it is the vengeance spirit who is said to be ancient. I threw the flames and the place started to turn blue, ah...such a beautiful sight. I started to laugh but that was soon stopped as the flames slowly began to turn bright red. It's fighting. "THIS IS WHY I HATE ELEMENTAL USERS!" And as it shouted, red flames started to engulf my blue flames. I smirked, and so, my plan will work after all. I planned to make this stupid spirit irritated as soon as I realized that this is not any of the guardians. I started to gather half of my mana and release it to cause an explosio

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

“Get Leo to the sub-level bunker. Marcus is waiting.” Phoenix straightened her blazer, hazel eyes turning back into lethal flint shards. She drew her own blades, silver reflecting pale, bruised moonlight. “I’m not hiding in a bunker, Blackwood,” she hissed, voice a scalpel. “The Council wants the White Wolf? I’ll show them the fire that raised him.” Outside, a low, distorted howl tore the night, followed by a silver arrow whistling through darkness. It buried itself in the balcony railing, carrying new message in necrotic purple ink:

Although Tiger, Felix, and Vicious were not on the rank level where they can speak, Little Black and Sylvie could understand them as they used their own language. Felix, the Fennec Fox of Zachary grew as well. It was on par with the silver wolf, Vicious. Its fur was orange and it has a pair of red eyes, however, it was not as deep as Theodore's ruby eyes. Meanwhile, Luna's Poisonous Venom Butterflies grew a lot. Its specialty was changing sizes and colors. Luna's spirit beast was Soheila's favorite because of its color and since it is a butterfly. "Luna, summon some of your butterflies around so that we would be aware if there's a spirit beast that will attack us." Soheila said as she walked

With this thought in mind, Mason was in a good mood. “I’m surprised to hear that,” Foxy muttered excitedly behind Philip. It would be great if the snakes were monster beasts. Foxy could control them easily. Foxy relied on the flute in her hand, not bloodline suppression. As a member of the royal family, Aslan could suppress many monster beasts through his bloodline, but Foxy was born with the talent to heal, and she could use the special effects of the flute to control monster beasts. “What's wrong? Do you have other ideas?” Philip looked at Foxy curiously, wondering why she said that.

She would have extracted the information from his soul directly. Releasing a sigh, Felix summoned the Inkspire Quill in his right hand and pulled out the Little Black Vial with his left. This was the first time the vial had been full of black liquid. Its power was beyond even his imagination—perhaps enough to give him a fighting chance. Felix had wanted to get the Mystery Parchment first, but he didn't dare make any rash moves now. "Well, well. Are you ready to fight to the death? How dare a mere human like you challenge an S-tier Malevolent Phantom?

I just walk past him as I hear her laughing. “Goodbye Angel, go back to your shitty little town and take that brat with you. Ryder doesn’t need her anymore.” I ignore it all, as all I hear is static. I leave the clubhouse and stagger down the steps. My hands are shaking as I reach the SUV when I see a van coming at speed up the driveway. I don’t react in time as they open fire. At the last second, I duck down as they clash with the Princes Of Darkness. I watch in stunned silence as I see Foxy running towards the van and is pulled in, smirking at me with a wave as the van drives back off.