Fox God Novels & Stories

The impersonating shit God is walking at him slowly. "FooOooood.....FooOooood.." This mindless Luis Park yelled for food! His voice was too hoarse and deep! "Eek?!" God was pissed off! Glowing purple eyes! Walked like a zombie! Smelly and Powerful! "No!" "THE SHIT GOD!" God yelled. The Animal God falls to his knees and started to kowtow. He is scared to die! death "Boss Shit... I don't know it was you, Boss. Please let this nobody spare his life."

She then turns her vision to Bob. Bob was accompanying Elizabeth but he didn’t stay by her side. Bob always explored the general area of his companions but he made sure to keep close. Currently, the young monkey was looking for bone spiders and other animals that would attack Elizabeth without her knowing. He preferred the bone spiders as he considered their meat to be a delicious treat. Rich laughter fills the void as Goddess watches the adorable monkey swing from tree to tree. Well… at least they’re good as a team. After watching the trio, Goddess turns her eyes to another creature. David considers this creature the most powerful monster in Foserense. As of the moment, Goddess agreed.

He looked up at me and shook his head. “Funny joke. But,” he beckoned her closer to him with his finger. Oh god. Oh god. She moved closer to him, her face still terrified. “If I was KGB your fat mouth just got me shot. So thanks,” he winked at her as she basically ran away. He looked up at me. “Really?” “What? She just fucking called me KGB.” He threw his arms up. “And you made her shit her pants.” “Good. But now is she going to take our order?” He peeked past the booth. I had to laugh as I took a sip of my wine.

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.”

The Faewolves were hybrids, a product of fairies mating with werewolves. Arez had consulted Selene the moon goddess through the Faewolves as it was prophesied that would conquer. Arez and the Faewolves went to war and defeated the vampires but the greed of Arez led him to rape a young vampire woman and then, he took her for himself.

After walking for hours with no now to direct them and the ghost girl who helped them get in suddenly disappeared, Terrick and Catrina finally found Fenrir the wolf god, and that was not all, Terrick's father asked well as Amodeny's were next to the god. "Terrick?" His father called walking into him after bowing his head to the god. "Dad?" With his hand still holding Catrina's, they move to where the former Supreme Alpha and his beta was. Terrick hug his father and uncle who were pleased to see him.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

George Grey was a Twenty Three year old vampire who just got turned a few months ago... By Samson. He had been driving home drunk one night when he lost control of his car and swerved into the woods. His car had collided with a tree and the impact had sent him flying out of the car through the windshield. There had been no hope for him because it was very late and no one could find him. But luck had been on his side that night, because Samson had been in the woods that night too. He had run out of blood bags that day and didn't have the chance to restock, so he had decided to go old fashioned.

The regrets surged. I didn't flinch. --- When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting. Hours had passed. I was still standing. My face was wet with tears I didn't remember crying. My throat was raw. But I was still standing. Fenra watched me from the edge of the circle. Her three eyes were unreadable. "You didn't break." "I almost did." "Almost is not broken." She stepped into the circle and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're ready. As ready as anyone can be to face a seven-hundred-year-old Null who wants to become a god."

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”