Fnaf Withered Foxy Novels & Stories

Moans of agony escaped their cracked lips as they dragged their decaying limbs along, leaving trails of muck and decay in their wake. Their eyes which were long consumed by maggots now burnt with fire, refueled with a zeal to take over what was long taken away from them, the realm of the living, the unfulfilled desires that still kept them in the netherworld. The living gazed upon this nightmare, frozen in a horrified trance, as the noxious swarm inched closer, their withering forms ,doing a grotesque dance of death and decay. The Foxes,Wolves and Mer-witches were staring motionless,transfixed by this horrifying display, feeling their own breaths catch in their throats as they bear witness t

Faith chewed on her lips as her eyes moves towards the board again – she go through everything she has learned about the alliance once again. Lately, she was able to learn that every member is a wolf disguised as a sheep. Everyone is trying to tear the other down. She doesn’t care who wins in the end, all she wants is the doom of Aldo. She smashed her lips together, as her eyes fixed on a picture of a very attractive Asian man, Felix. She narrowed her eyes and recall what Levi told her about him.

As Dove predicted, after the two left, a werewolf appeared. His name is Louis. He comes from a noble family whose father is a magician. But during the war between werewolves and fox monsters, his father was convicted by the king. After his father's execution, he carried a deep hatred in his heart. He hopes to avenge his entire family when he has enough power to rule the whole kingdom. Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Louis was sure that the cave had just had a bloody war. His two friends disappeared. Louis sniffed around and could still smell foxes - the youkai he hated the most. He was sure the fox had killed his friends. But he didn't understand. Who had the strength to kill these

Silver and wolfbane don't affect any other supernatural creature apart from werewolves. Lucas growled as he considered the implication for the umpteenth time. The obvious explanation was that his mate had been tortured with enough silver and wolfbane to force her wolf to go dormant. And it took the worst form of torture for a wolf to go dormant. Different scenarios rushed through his mind as he imagined meeting his mate's torturer. A sick grin found its way onto his face at the thought of all the fun events he already had planned out. Such a person would wish he had never been born. He didn't care if his mate was the worst sort of criminal to have warranted such torture. She was his mate. Th

Saf tried to lighten the mood. I ditched the jeep and took the backpack from the back. "Saf time to shine." I say. "Can't you just say "Safire it's time to transform into a wolf?" You make me feel like I'm in Winx club." I know she hated that, yet I still did it every time.

"They live among us Walk-in our dreams And see right through Our deepest desires They hear our thoughts. And prey on our fears Their soft voices Echo in our minds with promises of forever Darkness falls They heed the call of thirst The night belongs to them Eyes burn red with hunger It's our blood they crave and it's our bloodline They wish to enslave When the birth of a new day Peaks over the horizon And our shadows rise to meet them They retreat to their sanctums And seek solace in dark places In the sun, we find comfort In the light, they disappear They are The Forsaken..." Cadence said the words out loud over and over, trying to make sense of them. After a while, though, she stopped tryi

“But I’m not alright. They have… pictures. They say they’re my parents. Shadow Fang.” “I know,” he said, his face grim. “My grandfather sent me. We intercepted the authentication requests Gideon sent out. The documents are forgeries, Lana. Expert, ancient-seeming, but forgeries. The Fox family has been creating and detecting supernatural falsifications for centuries.” The Fox family. The name hit me like a bell. “Fox… you said that was the name of the werewolf with lightning.”

The contract is legally binding, so sign it, and we'll be done. Liam sneered and laughed coldly. "Fine. Since you're working this hard for a payday, I'll sign." He picked up the pen and scribbled his name without hesitation. Then, he tossed the signed contract at me. "Happy now? Don't come crawling back begging for money again." Once I confirmed the signature on the contract was valid, I made a quick call to my team and instructed them to begin the asset transfer. Then, without casting a glance back, I walked away, head held high.

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.”

My lips trembled to speak. "What happened? Are you alright?", he touched my shoulder. "Dad wanted me to run his pack. And I ended up being a forsaken wolf", my voice choked inside. "No matter how many battles I win, I can't live in peace for my whole life for not fulfilling his expectations" My voice broke still I tried not to shed a tear. Jay nuzzled my shoulder with a gentle squeeze. "Why are you saying like this?" "My elder brother lost the battle against Aren. It was an auspicious day for us which gave Aren the most powerful boon of a lifetime of two long centuries. No one can kill him until he lives two long centuries. How will I even beat him?", I muttered with my eyes burning.