Fox Bloody Roar Novels & Stories

Billy Roars in fury at a wolf that nips at his ankles and his clothing bursts apart being replaced by dark brown fur. I don’t have a chance to look for Freddie as my attention is drawn again to the opponent in front of me. He fakes me out to the left as I jump to the right. He spins quicker than I can shift, and his jaw snaps shut on my right bicep. I yell out in pain, and he yanks violently at my bleeding arm, trying to pull me down to the ground.

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

It was Roman, he was here, I felt like crying, truly I already was. Even though he was facing the other way, I knew it was him. Just his back was in view for both Victor and i. “Ro..r.. Roman. It's not…. it's not what you think” Victor stammered. Finally Roman turned around facing us, he looked really scary. He has blood running down his chin, not his own but that of the men he had just killed. His clothes were stained with blood. His claws were out and his eyes were dead red. If scary was a person, right now it would be him.

Michael was getting ready for his date with this girlfriend, and everything was all good until Michael saw a spirit; he couldn't tell wheater is good or bad...... but that spirit was gone. People move about their everyday life, but their city was like hell, where the soul reaper come and take your soul away, but Naomi, Troy, Sora, and Mike, and we all went to the hunted mansion, were beginning to turn for them........ and this begins to change, Troy and Sora went to find some clues some goes as Mike and

His vociferation mingled with the human death scream and it sent a bone-curdling chill throughout the air, penetrating everything it came in contact with. His face was covered in blood and his movements were a blur to Silver. Alaric finally stopped, looking like a demon from the underworld. He was drenched completely in the blood that his long hair was matted to the side of his face, blood trickling down into the deep red rug he stood on. He licked the blood from his lips, his eyes, a burning flame.

Niko was dodging Leni's attacks who looks happy as ever seeing dead bodies around. Lukas and Daren were also busy fighting Roque who looks so pissed now. What could be more uglier than a pissed ugly giant? Roque smashed his axe but Lukas leaped to his side, missing only an inch. Daren took a rock from the ground and his skin became one in a second, hard and rough. Daren rolled and punched Roque on his belly but the giant seems to take no pain of it. He punched back and sends Daren backwards. Then Roque suddenly jumped and landed on Daren, squashing him flat.

When we were almost to the pack, though we were like 5 miles away, thanks to my Phoenix I was able to see some figures in the distance. "Hey Alisha, I will stay at the back while you get in front." "Understood." When we were about a few meters away from the border, I sensed rogues. I decided to wait and see what their motives were. When we were at the border the warriors stopped us but thank goodness, they had the QR scanner that I told them to get. After we passed the border, I felt that the rogues entered the pack. When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them.

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

With a primal growl, Blaze sheds his human form, the transformation seamless and swift as he emerges as a powerful, silver-furred wolf, his muscles coils with tension and his amber eyes blazing with determination. Emerging into the clearing, Blaze beholds the scene before him - the rogues, their eyes gleaming with malice, closing in on Alexa and Dexter, their fangs baring in a snarl of aggression. Without hesitation, Blaze leaps into the fray, his fur bristling with fury as he launches himself at the nearest rogue, teeth flashing in a display of primal dominance.

Three other victorious fighters from earlier matches trailed in as well, all of them tall, muscular futas with hungry eyes and growing bulges in their shorts. “Club rules, rookie,” Carla said, voice low and mocking. “You lose… you pay. And tonight you’re the locker room bitch.” Roxy tried to stand tall, but her legs were still shaky. “Fuck you. I’m not….” A heavy hand from behind shoved her forward. One of the other fighters, a tall Black futa named Jax grabbed Roxy’s sports bra and ripped it off in one brutal yank, exposing her firm breasts and hard nipples.