Fnaf Foxy Novels & Stories

"Well Patreous, son of Tyboll the Terrible, I am Mandy, mate to Honey the Hell Spawn. It's nice to meet you." He looked her up and down. "You're small for beastkind." "I was thinking the same thing about you," she quipped back. "But I shall grow to be ten times your size and use my paw to swat you like a fly." Patreous's hand flew through the air in a swatting motion. Mandy rolled her eyes. These darned bears became insufferable at a very early age. "Hell Spawn mentioned you like to run." "My father says you're just a lowly wolf. I can run much faster than you."

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.”

Foxy was his ole lady? I burst out laughing; I throw my head back and laugh. “Oh, this is precious. Foxy was not Danny’s ole lady. Fucking hell. Danny was just a prospect when all that went down. Foxy was fucking anything with a cock and a pulse. He is delusional. So he is doing this because what? I killed her? Well newsflash. She had me kidnapped and gang-raped, she kidnapped my four-year-old daughter, caused me to miscarry my child. Caused me so much fucking pain, so yeah, I killed the bitch. I would kill her again and again and anyone who means me and my family harm. Now you see what predicament you have all just walked into?” I say, my eyes blazing with anger.

He wants his mate to be a werewolf like him, that’ll understand pack life and pack politics, have all his pups, and play house. Not a stupid fox. Not me. “Well, we foxes are a different caliber than werewolves!” I shot back in frustration. I desperately look away from his body, trying not to be swayed by him. Instead, I breathe in his scent and I feel a bit antsy. “We’re not exclusive.”

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?

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

He shook me angrily, “what the fuck has gotten into you?!” I struggled to move away but his grip was too strong. He kept talking, kept blabbing about what I wanted to forget. “You wanted me! You held me! You didn't want the night to stop!” “LET ME GO!” “We fucked at the door! My mom was there!” “Shut up!” “You moaned my name!” “Shut up!” “You wanted me!”

Claire looked at Leon with teary eyes. "I can hardly believe that this is reality," said Claire. "Me too, Claire. But this is the reality. We will win. This time we really won,” said Leon. Fox cried in tears. Even without mommy Marry to be with her now, at least Fox can still live freely, without Boston Hopkins. She could barely speak because of the tears flowing down her cheeks. Her life, which had been trapped in the power of Boston Hopkins, will soon be truly free. Her life is her own life, and she is free to do whatever she wants. Fox has always aspired to become a programmer of educational applications for children. She wants the kids out there to feel joy while studying. After this, Fo

Chapter 39/ Epilogue Five years later Foxy’s POV It’s like my past is a dream. A dream of things that seem so distant from the life I’m living now. I can’t imagine living without Blair and our twin sons, Blade and Austin, and it looks like I finally found my happy ending. I love my little family, and Blair and I are happily mated.

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in