Corrupted Foxy Novels & Stories

I flipped through a few pages of boring old men none of which caught my eye or attention before I came across a passage that had my full attention. Before the Great War, all affinities walked the earth in peace, helping others, healing the lands and using their connection to the earth and its elements to create a better world. Dragons patrolled the skies and protected the humans, mermaids the sea, fairies helped with the lands and food was plentiful, those with air controlled the weather, no droughts or floods plagued the world. Everything was prosperous and all was well. Before the war, our kind were governed by one king, King Theduex, his affinity-fire. He grew paranoid that someone would

She looked for it in her room but she could not find it. “Where’s my freaking phone,” she blurts out to herself. She went back to the dining where Selene is, just staring outside watching the raindrops on their windows. “I can’t find my damn phone, let me just use yours.” Faye grabbed Selene’s phone and noticed something on the back inside her clear phone case. She took it and saw the black card Lucas gave her. “Domus Malum..” Faye read the text written in gold ink. “I know this, I have heard of this! Where did you get this?” she asks Selene who is now looking at her.

The corrupted wolves left more than smoke behind. They left questions that none of us could answer and a fear that settled into the pack like poison. I stood in the infirmary three days after the attack, watching healers tend to wolves who’d been touched by the corruption. Their wounds weren’t healing properly, turning black at the edges, spreading slowly like rot through flesh. One wolf, a young female named Senna, thrashed in her sleep, whimpering words in a language that predated our kind.

Mace and Felix moved like a wall of fury, fangs bared, claws already stained black. I forced myself to my feet, staggering to the side as the deltas moved like a pack of reapers. In minutes, both corrupted monsters were nothing more than twitching shadows on the asphalt. Felix let out a breath and shook off his claws, splattering tar-black goo to the side. “Well, that was new.” “I had them,” I said, brushing the dirt off my shirt. “Sure you did, Alpha,” Kael said with a crooked grin. “You okay?” Ryker asked, wiping his forehead.

I was really pissed, but on dealing with important clients, we had to be as polite as not to lose them or have them ruin our image with bad comments on social media platform, because if that happened, we would loose enough sponsors, public support, and customers. He had gotten into a fight with Roderigo after he got violent with me for asking him out and calling security on his refusal to leave the building. I came back to myself and immediately, ideas started to rush through my head one after the other. "Trixie, I need you to make me a 10:00 o'clock appointment tomorrow with the new chairman of zilak promotion enterprise." I said as soon as Trixie picked up the call. She has been one loyal

“I’d rather insult a loyal wolf than hand information to Vax twice.” “That’s going to generate friction.” “Friction I can manage. Another Corren I cannot.” He went quiet. I didn’t soften it. There wasn’t time for soft edges right now. That night I sat with it. Not the strategy that was already moving. The other thing. Vax hadn’t sent Corren back, broken by accident. Hadn’t stopped the alteration process halfway out of mercy. He’d calculated exactly how much damage would be most useful. A corpse is a tragedy. A fully altered wolf is a threat. But a wolf returned half-made, still conscious, still carrying a message in his own voice that was a tool.

She sat in a chair…his chair examining her nails like she hadn’t just cost him half his army and his best chance at taking the Veyrath fortress. “I said it should work,” she corrected. “There’s a difference.” “A DIFFERENCE?” Fenris slammed his fist on the table, shattering it. “I lost THREE HUNDRED wolves! Three hundred! Because your ‘should work’ plan FAILED!” “Your wolves were expendable.” “MY WOLVES WERE MY ARMY!” “And you have more. Stop being dramatic.” Ravenna finally looked up, her eyes shifting from black to deep purple…never a good sign. “The corruption spell was perfectly calibrated. The problem wasn’t my magic, it was their bond. They’re stronger than anticipated.”

Leo frowned. "Carson, what's wrong with our dear one?" "Her wolf is being cruel. She was trying to sever our bond. She hurt Celly." Celly mumbled, "...made of glass. All shattered and there isn't enough glue." I brushed a lock of hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Celly, you are strong. She can not break you and she will not sever our bond." I said. Celly looked up and saw Leo. She jumped off my lap and ran to him.

Hatred toward the thing infecting my mind and turning every decent emotion into something poisonous. I dropped to one knee suddenly as another violent wave hit me. My hand slammed into the dirt beneath me to stop myself from collapsing completely. Nearby, one of the corrupted wolves let out a scream sharp enough to silence everyone around him. He clawed at his own face desperately while black veins spread farther across his throat. Another wolf started laughing uncontrollably before the laughter turned into sobbing seconds later. Korran ignored all of it. His attention remained locked entirely on Faye and the baby.