Fox Crow Story Novels & Stories

Phoenix said as he took out a red rope from his spatial ring. She was forced to transform back into human, finally getting out of his grasp. She held her broken arm and tried to set it, only for Phoenix to throw a dagger at her arm, piercing her bone. Her knees gave as her body trembled from the pain. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she started sobbing, "I'm just a little crow, struggling daily to survive. I have no parents and I didn't hurt anyone. Just because you're stronger than me, you want to kill me. How is that fair? I was just seated on that tree stump, eating an apple. I only made myself invisible earlier because... because I felt you and your mate were coming. I know the hostility

Alexander seated in his throne with legs crossed as he gazed on the clan members below him. They were all laughing and celebrating because of the success in their bombardment to the L.A headquarter. Not only that, they were able to capture potential men and women who will be used in dealing with the their clan activities. Just then the door suddenly opened that made everyone froze and tilted their heads into the entrance door. The representatives of the other two factions made their grand entrance with the leadership of Sam Well , the second Boss of the Black Wolf's faction. Alexander noticed a young boy being carried by Melo, the new representative of the Fary Wolf Clan faction. He noticed

Despite everyone else tracking meat in here as well, the overwhelming scent of a wild boar drifted towards Radyn and his wolf. The Werewolf had not heard nor sensed a claim on it and the other species did not matter to him. It was barely a kilometre away, he could almost imagine the tender meat being torn between his and Kronos' jaws as the little creature screeched and wailed against them. Out of nowhere, a bright light temporarily stunned Radyn, forcing both of them to look upwards for any possible threat. They were shown the sight of a giant fiery bird. No...a Phoenix.

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?

But when I lifted my gaze, his sinfully seductive gaze melted my innards. Gulping, I watched him flash his pearly whites knowingly, the two fangs slightly longer than the incisors. For some reason, it made me remember the story I’d been reading, with the werewolf—Declan—when he’d been in his animal form, and blood had dripped from his canines as he’d prowled toward his lady. Which made me remember that I’d forgotten all about finishing Dec and Celeste’s story. I’d gotten obsessed with thinking about and researching other things since then.

Feeling lonely and sad. The Creek Star Pack was known for his strength and strong warriors; a part of it they were also recognize for the beauty of their pack which was not just covered by the trees instead on their north side it was the series of mountains that had snow covered on the top of their peaks hence making the pack one of the coolest and mesmerizing.

"That won't work. If I haven't become a wolf now, I won't ever." "Only one way to find out. Get her, boys." The wolf closest to me leapt up, and I screamed, ducking out of the way. Luckily, the wolf missed me and sailed over my head. The man only laughed like he watched the greatest comedy show ever while I experienced a horror movie.

Kate replied and continued to watch the bird in curiosity, unaware of the paw steps that were approaching them. Oli's ears twitched and his whiskers quivered before he stood up, his fur standing on end. "So you are the two foxes that Alex and Weaver keep talking about." An elderly voice said, startling Kate as she quickly stood in front of her brother but wavered as she watched the face of an elderly fox emerge from the shadows. The sparrow landed next to the fox whose fur was a light red with its muzzle covered in gray and white.

Since it was a Saturday, the children could play as much as they liked. … Old Crows Town was a small town. From above, the outline of the town looked like a crow with black outlines and everything. No one knew how exactly how long Old Crow Town had been around. Not even Old Cabbage, the oldest man in the town. Many of the members in the town had either migrated there or the members of the older generation who knew anything about the town’s history were long dead.

The moment she got at the top of the tree, she heard voices of foxes howling. She could not even get down from the tree due to the fear she had. The sounds continued being louder and she knew that the foxes were coming closer to her. She tried to hide herself in the tree branches. A pack of almost twenty foxes stood under the tree as they try looking around. "Am done today, big brother where are you?" she whispered in her mind. One of the foxes started shaking the tree as she hold herself tightly on the tree branches. Her body was running out of strength and she could hold herself anymore.