Fnaf Characters Foxy Novels & Stories

But ignoring Ace would be rude, so Emily maneuvered her way through the tables and stood over Ace, who’d remained seated. “What are you doing here?” Ace glanced at the drink and muffin on the table. “Looks like I’m having an after-work snack. Who’s your friend?” He set the doggie drink on the ground, and Foxy stuck her face into the cup and licked it up. When she didn’t reply, Ace said, “She’s adorable. What’s her name?” For the first time, she smiled. “Don’t be fooled. She’s a tiny terror. Her name is Foxy, and she belongs to my neighbor.”

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.

Everyone sighs deeply in relief when I hear the wheels screeching on the asphalt, indicating that they’re gone. Beware of the Fox? These four words are keep playing on my mind even Francois is long gone. Fox? FOX Fuck! François Oscar Xavier. François Oscar Xavier is the Fox.

A low growl left my lips and Nathan looked over to me. "What the fuck has got your panties in a twist now? Can you please concentrate on the matter at hand?" He whispered harshly to me and I snarled at him, making him flinch. How could he tell me to relax when the devil herself was going towards my mate. Not a lot of people know Fay's true character because she acts all sweet and charming. Deep down, she's a power hungry bitch and would do anything to get her way. "I'd be damned if I let that bitch hurt mate. If it means tearing through your skin and taking control, I'd do it", Daxon growled angrily in my head.

Carrie is already at the front door, fumbling with the knob, which refuses to turn, only it’s nothing except rust on the bolt and when she twists again, hard, the door flies open, blessed sunlight bursting through. Carrie unlocks the passenger door of the mini-car and throws herself across the seats, followed by Trent. He barely manages to pull his feet inside before she twists the key, hits the gas, and veers into the road, almost sideswiping a delivery van. As he slams his door, Trent glances out the rear window. Angry Fox appears in the warehouse doorway, sans pants and flopping meatily, black plastic eyes gleaming in the sun. Angry Fox makes a pistol sign with his big white paw and mimes

Zane was not shocked by how straightforward he was and liked it better this way. “Yes, anything, I just want to know where I should start investigating, who am I? Why is Meiko still not here? Why is the moon goddess my wolf? Who are my parents? Who am I? Why did I become Zane Fangs? I just want to know. Who are you guys?” Zane was also straightforward with her intentions and looked forward to the wolf’s answers.

Fox giggled as she wrapped her arm around me and pulled me closer to her. Her dusty red coloured hair, like that of a fox’s pelt, tickled at my neck as it hung down over her shoulder. She wore a long- sleeved blue shirt that was buttoned up at the front like a military uniform and felt soft against my fur. Her light grey shorts were adorned with skull buttons down either side which matched the laughing ones on her slip-on shoes. She certainly didn’t look dressed for combat. “Do you think they’ll put him on the Mission with us?” Fox whispered to Stripes with a cheeky smile.

Suddenly, the old fox glanced down at her and casually tossed her a carrot with a smirk playing at his lips. “Tell me, little bunny—am I the most handsome man you've ever met?” She caught the carrot and smiled fearlessly. “Sorry, old fox, you're not. Your ex-assistant is just a tiny bit more handsome than you—the one who fell from grace, Frost.” The old fox snorted dismissively, full of disdain. “A mere pretty face. What’s so good about that?” She took a bite of the carrot and replied, “It’s because he’s just a pretty face, that’s why he’s good-looking!”

The next morning Faye left very early for work without anyone notice, seated thoughtfully in her office her eyes were fixed on the email Daylan sent to her. " Is my brother here?" A familiar female voice enquired with a smile breaking her from her thoughts. "Anna?" How lovely to see you!" Faye rushed to the young girl and hugged her. "He is currently away for something urgent" Faye smiled. "Tell me he is no longer with that annoying model....... SheeVah" Anna groaned. Faye smiled, " can I get you something to drink?" "No, Don't worry thanks. "Okay, have your seat, and what brings you here?"

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.