Fox Bloody Roar Novels & Stories

I spin around, ready to rip the head off whoever dared to make such a sound. A small woman, dressed in a once-white shirt—now just a tattered, blood-stained rag—staggers toward me. Her mouth hangs open in a muted scream, her eyes wide. She throws a mean punch with that tiny fist, her face emotionless, expressionless, full of blood. I let her take the shot. She totters to one side before she can land the hit, and I catch her in time. “You’re alright. I got you.” I smile to comfort her. “You’re safe now.”

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

They fight with vengeance, with hatred. Howls split into the air, the forest drowns out the whimpers. The ground swallows the blood that spills. Teeth tear into skin, claws rip apart flesh.Wolves zip past, paws pounding the sand. We hunt, chase, kill. It’s chaos, and it’s madness. From the corner of my eye, Macy shields a young Delta with her body, snarling, while Rio takes down two rogues at once. The chorus of our pack’s howls spurs me forward, refusing to let anyone fall. Then, I focus on the rogue I’m chasing.

I was no calm girl, Deborah Waters was known for her raging flames. "Who cares?" Angry bird one replied. "I'm gonna show you," I said and smacked her on her face. Without wasting too much time to let her cry, I grabbed her lunch and shoved her face into it. Snatching a juice box from the second lunch pack, I twisted the cap and- "Stop i-" I didn't let Angry Bird two complete her sentence before I dragged her by her hair which hurt her scalp. I brought her to the front of the classroom and disposed of the fruit juice on her uniform.

he said his eyes bloodshot and filled with resentment. “It will be fun.” He said as he laughed again. I gazed at him and moved my hand and slapped him on his cheek. He stopped laughing and moved his hand on his cheek. He gazed at his hand at the blood that trickled from the blow of the cuffs on my hands. He smirked at me as his cold eyes held mine. “How dare you..” he said as he gritted his teeth. Suddenly I felt a searing pain on my back. I cried in agony as I gazed at Claus. He smirked at me, his left hand holding a whip that I never saw him have it in the first place.

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

Luke screams through the mind link but I don't even respond because my focus is on my mate and how should I get her out from this filthy place. Another rogue tries to scamper away but I extend my claws and swipe my paw at the rogue's paw. "Maddox watch out !"Bloom screams at me . I turn my head to see a female rogue in human form trying to ram her knife into me . My movements are slow because I don't have time to register the attack. " Maddox!"Bloom screams again and jumps with all her strength Infront of me .The sliver coated knife with wolfsbane goes straight into her stomach and her tiny body lands on the ground with a loud thud .

William exclaimed, pointing at the enemy behind Foxie. In a second, the color of Foxie's eyes changed. It turned yellow and glowed like stars in the night, just like William's a while ago. The girl's sharp nails had sunk into the enemy's neck even before the opponent's fang landed on her shoulder. Foxie did it in front of and while facing William, not looking back at the opponent. The blood of the enemy runs down her long nails and into her fingers. Nothing on Foxie's body was different except her eyes and nails.

Once outside the church, Roxy and Skin hurried down the road. They were headed to the woods. Roxy was trying to follow the scent as she could not see or hear the werepanther. Moments later, Skin saw her run off towards a thicket of trees. He shot after her but by the time he reached the thicket, he had already lost her. He sighed thinking about the newbie’s obsession with going solo on the mission.