Fictional Foxes Novels & Stories

Ciro swore. A menacing laughter fled the boy's mouth and he ran away through the tree tops, his echoing laughter fading as he vanished into the thick forest. "What on earth just happened?" I asked Ciro. "That foul little thing is a prince from the fox clan. They bewitch women with their charming golden eyes, and rape them or keep them as sex slaves," he said. "Oh my—" "One can never be too careful in the supernatural world. The enemies could be even in the smallest and most innocent-looking form," he said.

I pulled it from the shelf and sat down at the table, flipping it open. The first few pages were filled with the usual stuff—founding dates, town milestones, and the kind of folklore that every small town seemed to have. But as I read further, the stories grew darker. Mentions of strange disappearances, shadowy figures in the woods, and whispers of creatures that hunted under the full moon. Wolves. My breath caught in my throat as I skimmed over the passages. It wasn’t just talk of wild animals. There were stories—centuries old—of people who could shift into wolves. People who lived among the townsfolk by day but became something else under the cover of darkness.

He looked frantic. "Wait!" he hissed urgently, dropping to a crouch beside me. I smell great fox magic. We can't attack them now, at least, or enter the perimeter of their camp." "Fox magic?" I repeated, confused. "What do you mean?" "The were-foxes," Kieran explained breathlessly. "Werefoxes can take the appearance of anyone. They're shapeshifters more skilled than any werewolf. They can take the exact appearance of anyone, down to their scent. With this magic, they'll mimic you, your warriors, Kael, Tobias, creating chaos and confusion."

The girl continued to advance, and the guy backed towards the door across the kitchen. “Please,” the guy raised his hands in front of him in a protective gesture, “I can’t cross the threshold, otherwise I’ll become a dog again!” - Go away! - Anika screamed, not wanting to listen to his nonsense. - Psycho! She pressed him against the door and forced him to open it. The castle was surprisingly closed. Turning the key, the guy opened the door, and Anika forced him out the threshold. Taking a couple of steps away from the door, he looked at her reproachfully. A few seconds later there was a bang. A cloud of fog - and instead of a guy, a black dog with blue eyes, wrapped in a curtain, was sitting

" Take the both of them and go as far from here as you can. We will try to hold them till our last breath. The princess should not have a problem in water. You can carry them forth from that spot you land on, one by one. " The Fox nodded. He understood his assignment. He saluted the wolf in charge, gave them a hug and departed. It was a final goodbye. The wolves were going to sacrifice themselves but their was no time to mourne or feel sad. With Ruby and Xie gone, the wolves leapt in the water, ravaging through the creatures of the underworld in their beast forms, clawing and tearing their rotten sinews and veins. The Fox fell with a splash in the middle of the unadulterated ocean. The ocean

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

“If they have spiritual powers as we suspect, then it will not be surprised if they have the power to rise from the dead.” Erin felt the skin under her fur prickle at her mother-in-law’s words. These beasts were definitely not ordinary werewolves, judging by how fast they were and the way they barked like dogs. It wouldn’t be all that surprising if they rose from the dead like zombies and attacked everyone in the camp again.

I do not talk about that with anyone. The air starts to buzz. “Duck!” I yell. Arrows start flying through the air. I stop all of them as I run forward. “Stop!” I yell at the witches running from me. They do what they are told. The rest of the wolves catch up to me along with Joe, which is what, I call him now. They take the four witches to their version of a compound for questioning.

I stop in my words as a huge fox walks towards me showing its menacing canines as it walks towards me I can't call it's narling neither would call it growling, I have never seen a fox ever before This is my first time if seeing one and they look nothing like the innocent souls painted in books, "Common xyla don't be so stiff say hello to our friends" "I think I'll pass" I say waving her off as the so-called xyla moves last m towards her kids as they both walk towards a corner beyond my eyesight, "You should have told me that had a mum" "I'm sorry but isn't that so obvious? There's two little ones there should be a mother" "Why 8n earth do you have foxes in this room anyways and how do you fe

"Ugh, how can that be? It's scary, isn't it?" "Ah, what kind of fox is that?" "I don't know! So scary!” "Uh, uh! Why the fuss?” Felix cried, when he saw the Students fussing over the news about the mysterious Fox. "Hi, you don't know do you? In our area there was a mysterious fox that ate human hearts and hearts last night," one young man said not far from the group of girls. Felix glared at him in shock, when he heard the news.