Fox Frozen Novels & Stories

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.”

Inside the walk-in freezer, ice covered every surface. Waves of thick white fog spilled out, swallowing the air in a ghostly chill. All three of my brothers stopped in their tracks. In the corner, a human-shaped figure was curled against the wall. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her knees, her head lowered, as if shrinking into herself could preserve the last faint trace of warmth in her body. A thin layer of frost covered her skin, which had turned a haunting blue-purple. Her fingers stretched toward the door.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

" Think, Caleb. Crack it open." The trail markers had been covered in ice.I had been wearing my heavy red winter coat. The memory expanded, and I had heard deep cursing from the bushes.The wind was blowing hard, and Eliot twisted his ankle on the trail. “Your hands are freezing,” Eliot had whispered. “Then warm them up,” I had muttered. It wasn't a polite request. It was a challenge. A dare. I was Caleb Foster. I didn't lose games, and I didn't back down from things I wanted. And looking at him right then, flushed and shivering in my passenger seat, I wanted him.

“I’ve seen my fair share of… that stuff. But I probably know as much as you do about what’s going on here. Less, even.” “That stuff?” I ask. “You mean, ghosts?” Felix just narrows his eyes, as if at some dark memory. His expression says, don’t ask. I can see he’s not going to respond, so I try a different tack. “What is it?” I ask. “The silver snake, I mean. Is it some sort of… ghost pet, or something?” “A pet?” Felix smirks, looking like he might burst into laughter again at any moment. “Whatever it is, it’s not something as simple or as cuddly as that.”

I started, and I watched his eyes go wide in shock, then mortified, morphed into rage and finally settled on curious. Yeah, that's what I thought. I bet he thought he had the entire Lycan Pack fooled. Frost Fang lived in the coldest parts in the Lycan Lands, only with fog and snow, barely any sun, and absolutely no rain. Their powers come mainly from adaptation, but the catch, there is no water. Between freezing breath, fangs and constant snow, their water had no chance to remain liquid. It was always ice. "I have a system I call, Fog Collectors to Underground cisterns. It will make sure you always have water from the blood moon to the blood moon."

Venom said, I took a glance at him and smiled light “I'm sorry guys, I just cannot help but to think that way” “Enough of the sad talk guys, it's Christmas night we need to make something and eat so we can stay awake and enjoy the rest of the night” Felix said “Just say you're hungry and stop using Christmas as an excuse” Freddo said to him “You're the most annoying twins ever” Felix glared at Freddo “The feeling is mutual brother, I don't know why I was born with you” Felix groan

MALIK In front of the frozen window, I saw a small messenger fox scratching its claws against the window ledge. I recognized the fox and immediately opened the window. The cold wind immediately blew hard, carrying snowflakes. I quickly closed the window again. Because I was very annoyed by the cold wind. When I realized the fox was already inside. She spun around on the hallway floor, and mist enveloped her body. Slowly, the fog grew higher, forming a medium vortex. The swirl of mist turned into a pale-faced female figure. She wore a housemaid's outfit with a white lace bandana on her head. Her hair was neatly coiled.