Flinx Fur Novels & Stories

The view of Carly made his eyes flash a series of colors, his muscles twitching, trying to get him to move. An unknown intensity pumped into his veins ceaselessly as he sat. The more he tried to overcome it, the harder it came. A groan escaped his lips, forcing him to take a step from his throne. His once static expression was now shattered and in place, anger and frustration. He felt his wolf whimpering in loss, and anger boiling in his veins for not acting quickly. “Mate!!!” His wolf called as his head shook in shock as his fixated gaze ran on Carly, the ‘seducer’ who was stunningly beautiful with charming blue eyes and a seducing body figure.

As soon as their forms changed, they seemed to never stop growing. I stifled a gasp but failed to hide the amazement in my eyes as I witnessed both their wolf forms for the first time. Flavian was a golden brown wolf with perked ears, large hands, and exquisite fur that shone under the moonlight. Despite his thick fur, his sky-blue eyes still stood out and shone whenever the light hits him. He was enormous enough, perhaps thrice the size of an average male standing up on all fours, and perhaps even taller when he is sitting. But he still looks meek against Fenrir.

It struggles and shrieks as it draws closer towards Kaen. " Hurrgh!!" Kaen growled as he used all his power. Black liquid flows out of the Flungoues and was absorbed into the petal tainting it black. Out from all the black liquid fell out a white short fur, long ear, long tail, round small face dog..... With golden circles around the tip of his ears that were connected to its head. It the same size as a cat... What the heck?! Hikaru walks up towards it and shoves it into a small cat cage.

Finn was… magnificent. Pale gold, leathery wings arched high above his head, the hooked claws in the middle as black as his fingernails. Patterning the insides of those wings were fur in every shade of gold from the lightest champagne to the darkest bronze.

CHAPTER 33 •••••Aurora's POV••••• I watched in awe at little wolves of different colours. Some have brown, grey,white and black fur. I so badly want to hold and play with them. Watching their fur my mind drifted back to the time when I touched that Lycan's soft silky fur. "Will the kids furr also feel like that?" i wondered. My palms were itching to hold these adorable kids in my arms.

He did not know much about beasts in the first place. Rudy's lips twitched as he looked at the beast that was running over, "What is that thing called? Is it found in Hestia Continent?" The beast had a goat's head and the teeth of a hound. It had a layer of the incredibly hard outer skin, and its limbs were thin and filled with gray fur. It looked quite strange. Fane said, "This beast is called the Flaming Rhino. An adult Flaming Rhino would be at the divine solidifying realm at least, but in the Whirling World, both man and beasts were all restricted to the final stage of the innate level."

’ she winks in my head, raising a huge grey paw trying to wave in wolf body language. I had such a surprise when I first shifted because Flame is a real beauty. She is larger than an average male wolf, with a sparkling silver-gray fur on her head, chest and upper paws, while the rest of her body was covered with black fur with hues of green intwined in it. Many looked at her in awe during our monthly pack runs, while others thought it was an omen, a sign that again…something was not right with me. My first shift took longer than normal, and I was scared that they we’re right. But now that I’m remembering this episode, when Flame woke up, she indeed said with an exhausted huff “Finally!!”. I

Dangerous and knowing. I ran my fingers over the ivory base, cool and smooth like porcelain. Silver filigree swirled across the forehead and cheekbones, intricate and deceptively delicate. But it was the fur that made the decision for me. One side of the mask was orange-tipped fox fur, the other stark white kitten fur—a contrast as striking as night and day. I lifted it to my face, the weight of it settling against my skin as if it had always belonged there. Through the eye slits, I met Lachlan’s gaze. I smiled.

My fur is a sleek, shimmering silver, my eyes a piercing amber that seems to glow with an inner fire. This is it…

Golden fur seen like no other loomed on her pale skin and an extraordinarily thick tail outgrew on her derriere. When she had finally transformed into a complete wolf, Joe Lininger gawked at her with his flickering eyes. She was golden in color. A rare wolf one would only see in dreams or in fantasy books. It looked like she was veiled with gold leaf all over. So glossy. So soft at the view. Such was the lustre of her fur that made Joe Lininger to bite his tongue between his teeth in order to check if this was his paranoia or fucking reality. Damn his fate... it was reality. Fucking reality.