Flinx Fur Novels & Stories

Waves lapped at her snout and washed over her paws. "See," I reassured her as she found nothing. "He's not here." I heaved a sigh of relief. Fyre raised her head and inhaled. Elderflowers. And the putrid scent of death. "No," I begged. "Please no." Fyre scanned the other side of the river. A black, crushed, sodden lump lay opposite us. Without thinking Fyre crashed into the river. The icy water penetrated her thick white fur, soaking her skin and freezing her to the bone but she felt none of it as she paddled furiously to the other side, clawing her body out of the water inches away from the black form. She inched forward sniffing. Her nose hit a body. Gently, her giant paw turned his head.

things were not adding up. Vivienne's eyes opened. Pure silver. A golden sl*t ran vertically through the irises. she lifted her head in dominance, moonlight struck her pupils and they shone brightly. Her fur became so whiter than snow and a golden strip ran from her nostrils and covered her whole tail. she was a wonder and everyone was marvelled at the sight.

“I beg your pardon! I am a knight, and knights do not have fur. Nor do dragons. They have scales. In this instance, they have gold scales. Not fur, you imbecile.” I shake my head with a smile and follow Adrian out of the room. “Can I still call them fur babies if they don’t have any fur?” He gives another chuckle. “Honestly? I’ve got no fucking idea what you’re talking about.”

And only Alphas have black fur. Flynn gasps, and I am brought back from my admiration of Ares’ color instantly. Snapping my eyes towards him, he looks confused. And I see something else in his expression that I can’t be bothered to decipher right now. On instinct, a deafening roar unlike anything I have ever heard rips from my throat. “STOOOOOOPPPPPP!!!!!”. Much to my surprise, he actually stops this time.

Sassafras's fur was fluffed to its full extension, making him look like a very soft silver cloud, punctuated by two angry demon eyes. I didn't bother answering him. I was too busy reaching for Sebastian. ***

He moved his hand go my cheeks and murmured"Stay with me" Looking into his eyes I regain my strength and helped him to reach the sofa. Blood was dripping down from his forehead and there were scratches everywhere. While cleaning the wounds from the surgical spirit I could see those perfect dark eyebrows wrinkled with pain. Lines of pain were drawn all over his face. A feeling of deja vu crossed my mind.

The final result is a combination of black, brown, and dark grey fur. A patchwork creation, but inside Quinn showed me how to line it so there were no gaps. We used wide patches of leather and even more fur, trying to reinforce the seams. The last thing I want is to be out in a blizzard and watch him turn to rags. “It’s going to be fine, Miri,” Quinn laughed, watching me pile more lining around the neck area. I looked up, in surprise. “Sorry, Mireille is a bit of a mouthful. I know Raze called you Mer?”

Her fingers brushed over his black fur. "Fury! " Her lips were so dry they had split up in several places. But hearing her voice again sent shivers through my body, and I swear I heard Fury purr like a little kitten against her soft touch. A slight movement caught his eye, and he jumped around, the fur along his neck and back puffed up. Teeth bared, and a deep warning growl rumbled through the air. Fay! There was another Fay! Fury`s muscles tensed again. Hunched down and ready to attack. But Eir`s hand was buried down in his thick fur, and he gripped a full fist. Slightly tugging at us,

Noticing Aurora's eyes flash purple with her wolf, something just as needy and majestic swimming in her hues. "Come play with me, little wolf!" Fury moaned, tightening his grip on Aurora's hair to tilt her head to the side, loving the way she dug her nails into the flesh of my arm to try and push away from me. "Or pull closer!" Fury added before turning his attention back to his prize.

came his only reply and she mouthed a thank you before walking out of the office briskly lest he changed his mind. She kept drawing the length of her gown down as they walked into the hotel. Aurora was dressed in a pair of black short gown and she had a white wig on her hair while the make up on her face was heavy, right now she looked like a hot seductress who was going to be an interpreter. Why did Bigfoot make her do this anyways? She felt so lost and uncomfortable. “Hello” she greeted as she walked in front of the door, the guards standing there inspected her from head to toe before nodding and she entered inside and she wished she had not.