Celestial Fox Novels & Stories

“Yes, and not just one, but three alpha wolves that are related by blood. This marking ritual is supposed to cleanse the Wolf less and make them fit among normal Werewolves, as it is their redemption and a sign that the moon goddess had finally lifted her curse on the Wolf less.” “What the hell? This is the most ridiculous prophecy I've ever heard.” “And this is the same reason the prophecy isn't talked about today. Do you understand why now?”

"You wasted five of your time saying that, take good care of your next words." "My name is Stella and I'm an astronomer," I decided to introduce myself, to at least win more than ten seconds. It seemed to work because the Alpha sketched a slight shock when dilating his pupils. Around us, the silence was present. "I study the stars, and I found coordinates following the constellations of the zodiac. Or rather, some constellations, because there were many others that I didn't have time to translate." "And what did the moon say to you?" he asked, letting go of my chin. "Duntied did the moon agree to send you here?"

I took a breather, took the hair rope off my head and tied it to my leg, thinking of getting up and climbing out, but the touch under my hand was strange, like something like clothes, and a sticky feeling, and I just didn't notice the smell around me, and now there's a smell in the air - a disgusting stench. A weak moonlight shone down, and I finally saw the "thing" underneath me, it was a corpse! No! It was a few people stacked together, and the hole was not a wooden spike, it was some animal or human bones! the white bones in the moonlight shine looks incomparably weird and creepy. "ah!!!!!!!!!!"

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.

"Well, more importantly, why did you bring me here? My fiancé must be worried about me." "My name is Foxter, a butter of the Grade's household. We need your guidance, after that, you can come back to your fiancé." The white fox smiled, or perhaps, grimaced. "Ah, my name is Cecilia and I don't think that I can help you." "Such a humble person. Seem like My Lord was right. Then, I want to ask your opinion about the Icicle." Cecilia starting to feel suspicious. Why did the mystical creature like him, asking about the frozen island?

ZENDAYA We were all sitting at the dining table, celebrating the unlocking of my wolf. I was ready to be a Luna to black moon pack and Xander's mother was particularly happy. She was all over me, praising my beauty. She apologized for being mean to me earlier saying it was only because I had no wolf and they didn't want their son to make a Wolfless girl his Luna. According to her, they've worked so hard to make their pack what it was today. So they do not need a weakling to stand behind their mate.

But his eyes were the worst part—piercing, fiery amber eyes with slit pupils that glowed in the dark fog. A purebred Dragon. The guard leader stepped forward, bowing low. "We brought the Fox, Your Highness. Just as Master Julian promised." The Dragon King did not say a word. He walked toward me, his leather boots crunching against the snow. His heavy predator aura hit the clearing so hard that even Julian's guards stepped back in fear. My Fox ears pinned flat against my head instinctively, my whole body trembling against the ground. He stopped right in front of me, looking down at my dirty clothes, my wrapped hand, and my bruised face.

she gleams. She leads me to the gardens of black glass trees and silver roses. I walk until my legs stop shaking. All of a sudden, tiny fox cub–flame-red, starlight eyes, darts out and yips at my heels. I crouch. It licks my fingers, then trots after me like it’s always been mine. "Cute little thing aren't you?". It yips back in response. "That's a moon fox. They rarely come. Extremely picky creatures. Guess this little one chose you".Lyriel says, looking at it in adoration.

Celeste (laughing in coyote): “Hey, Alpha.” We tip our heads back together and howl (one perfect note of violet lightning and coyote gold that echoes across every sky Aerie has ever claimed). The constellation above us flares so bright it turns night into noon. Mr. and Mrs. Tsatoke. Alpha and Luna of the Calder-Tsatoke pack. Storm-made. Blood-forged. Thunder-tamed. Coyote-crowned. The reception becomes the biggest pack run in history (wolves, dragons, phoenixes, ghosts, and one very excited tentacle girl all racing across floating islands under a sky that belongs to us now).

Andrius’ heart skipped a beat when he saw the seven fierce fiends. The first one was a massive dog said to have the ability to devour the moon. It was a terrifying and cruel beast. The second one had the head of a bull and the body of a human. Its sharp horns were stained with blood, hinting at its unusual nature. The third was a nine-tailed fox. It was said that foxes grew an additional tail every thousand years, increasing their cultivation and lifespan, and nine tails represented the peak of its power!