Felix Fox Novels & Stories

ONCE upon a time, far from the land of the earth, nine-tailed foxes were born from the mountain, blessed by the forests, and lightened by the moon. A legendary fox with nine tails isn't the only one that is created by the gods and goddesses. Werewolves were on it as well.

growled Dane, a little agitated at having his honour questioned. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean it like that. I just can’t feel it like you can,” replied Felix. He definitely felt attracted to Dane, but then again, it would be hard for anyone not to be. He was a God-like specimen of the male species. Everyone else sees him that way, right? Thought Felix. “He’s not lying, Felix,” said Alpha Lorenzo, watching Dane’s eyes flicker back and forth between his and his wolf’s. “He may be able to fake it, but his wolf can’t.”

Only the strongest and the best warrior can work as a Quill warrior. We are in Quilluet Pack, the strongest, biggest, and oldest pack in the world. There are about 12.000 werewolves living in Quilluet's teritory. There are so many strong warriors from this pack, including our Alpha, Alpha Eaton Flynn. He is known as the strongest alpha in the world now. He took over this pack when he was only 16 years old. He is very attractive too......well at least that's what i heard.

The right hand clears his throat a few times before the people take notice and once, they see him and his family side by side their voice fades out. “Our fire lord has given us, his people, thanks for showing your proper respect on this, the occasion of his daughter becoming a woman.” Felix sounds like he has been trained by the king himself to make public speeches and to speak on the behalf of his fellow mankind. The three of them bow out of respect and the mother makes her way over to the right table, the front right one that is empty and is they’re for the right hand’s house and family. The little girl follows her mother in the same footsteps and ventures to her side. The woman helps her

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

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.

NOVA Was I seeing things? That couldn't be right, could it? Felix was a Beta wolf; he inherited his rank features from his mother. The fact was that I knew nothing about his father's identity, and neither did Felix, but his wolf's eyes had always been gold, Beta-gold.

We weren't even halfway to the spot when Felix sensed another wolf, we weren’t alone. Felix quickly took over all functions of our body, ready to face this threat. He let out a loud howl, as if to say ‘bring it on.’ Within seconds the enemy wolf’s outline appeared from behind some large trees, Felix stuck his snout in the air and inhaled. Maxim. What a punk. Whatever my feelings for my wayward brother, Felix had much stronger ones. He had some balls to come out here and challenge me.

But was Felix ordinary? "Yes, sir! Felix previously lived in Avesburgh and Canraville. He seems to be an Oceanus Realm master, and his medical skills definitely rank in Dragonia's top ten. He briefly dated Xena Summers, the Phoenix Warlord, and has had quite a lot of contact with Lady Nala." After hearing this detailed report, the elderly man took a few deep breaths. "Indeed, he's no ordinary person. Don't alert him yet. I need to request someone's help."

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?