Enfield Fox Novels & Stories

These foxes didn’t do anything without a reason. “Your m-mate?” The shivering fox muttered to himself in the back. “Foxes don’t have mates.” The fattest fox on the left laughed the loudest. “A match made in heaven. The most feared Alpha in the unknown world and the Silver Fox.” Silver Fox echoed through my head. A collection of gasps ricocheted from my pack members as they took a step back in shock. My own deep growl emanating through the forest. “Do not accuse her of anything.” Aiden shouted at them.

It was almost tragic I needed to have it end. Bursting through the bushes I leaped onto her tail pinning her to the ground. She turned snapping back at me her little needle teeth trying to sink into my fur to reach my skin. Cute try love. I laughed. Andre, cleaners here? Yep. Bring a carrier and some clothes for me. This is going to get messy. Damn, putting your mate in a carrier? They were designed for pups who got out of control but they’d hold a fox just fine too. She kept trying to wiggle out never tiring only hissing and snarling which might have been intimidating for a rabbit but this was just sad.

The music and dance continued while general Malta and Niffa went near the gate far from everyone. “I didn’t leave a note, I’m sorry.” “It’s fine. Did Therens invites you?” he asked as he sip. “No, I should be supposed to meet Merfoy but I came here accidentally to save the fox couple,” Niffa said. “Fox what?” he asked frowning. “Fox couple. They can transform into a fox and go back to being human,” she replied. “I’ve read that legend before. So it was true, where are they?” he asked.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It's splendid!" Leaf squealed. I looked towards the talker and flinched with shock and fear when I saw a fox sitting in front of me. The fox was 5.7ft tall, with rose gold fur with a long white streaky trailing from his head to his fluffy tail. His paws were white too and the inside of his ears red. He was beautiful. "Love you!" Leaf shrieked. "You are so cute, Foxy!"

What a disturbance. When I walked outside and was about to see the unknown creature, it immediately hid. She is a nine-tailed fox, so despite hiding, I can still see her. A stunning nine-tailed fox who's holding a knife. "W-what's wrong? Show yourself, I'm also a fox," I said, hoping I would get her trust. Luckily, I did. She dropped her weapon and showed me her face. She's stunning, but it doesn't feel unnatural. Her beauty feels genuine like it didn't come from a curse. Is she exempted from the curse?

At that moment, a fiery red fox emerged from Marshawn. That fox had a distinctive feature—two tails. "Third Granny Fox, you've taken a liking to this body, but what about the others?"

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

Kate replied and continued to watch the bird in curiosity, unaware of the paw steps that were approaching them. Oli's ears twitched and his whiskers quivered before he stood up, his fur standing on end. "So you are the two foxes that Alex and Weaver keep talking about." An elderly voice said, startling Kate as she quickly stood in front of her brother but wavered as she watched the face of an elderly fox emerge from the shadows. The sparrow landed next to the fox whose fur was a light red with its muzzle covered in gray and white.

It's not that he has never been attacked by foxes,, he has been attacked a couple of times and he killed most of them using to his power. The strength of the half human half foxes could not be compared to that of the grade one species. The foxes knew of his existence but they found it difficult to know his location. They knew that he had killed very many foxes and they wanted to take revenge on him.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.