Fox-verse Novels & Stories

Then, I let go. My bones shatter in my body, my skin reforming into an animal, and I soak in the pain of it all. I let the agony comfort me as I become something bigger and stronger than I feel. The shift takes longer than usual, new pieces building together to create a wolf bigger than I’ve ever remembered. When I settle, I find my view taller than usual, my build feeling larger than I am accustomed to.

His heavy leather boot came down on the back of my thigh, grinding my leg into the marble. "Say the word, Fox, and I will stop." I squeezed my eyes shut. Blood filled my mouth, metallic and hot. My left hand throbbed under its tight linen wrappings, every nerve in my arm screaming. I dug my fingernails into the stone cracks, forcing my upper body off the floor inch by inch. My red Fox tail lashed against the ground, wild and erratic. I turned my head sideways, looked straight at his polished boots, and spat a glob of thick, crimson blood right across his leather toes.

He growled as his free hand fisted his girth and moved in unison. Fox looked at Anthony and then back to Willow as he started fucking her throat, forcing most of his eight-inch cock down her throat. He watched as tears streamed down her red cheeks and drool pooled on the side of her mouth. He sped up as did Anthony’s tugs. Both men groaned as they both climaxed at the same time, Fox down her throat and Anthony on her face, coating her.

With a mischievous grin, she removed one of her boxing gloves and flexed her fingers menacingly. "Talk? Well, let's see if you can talk after this!" Davina exclaimed, launching into a flurry of playful boxing moves, her wild energy turning into a comical display of boxing prowess. Mel yelped and instinctively ducked, narrowly avoiding Davina's playful punches. Xavier couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. It seemed that even unexpected visitors were not safe from the chaos that often engulfed their home.

Vincent's scream pierced the darkness as he fell, his claws swiping at empty air. His body twisted in mid-air, feeling weightless while shadows tightened around him like chains. The ghost’s voice taunted him, deep and harsh. "You fall, fox. Because you don’t resist gravity. You belong here." Vincent let out a roar, desperately trying to summon fire, but no flames emerged. His golden eyes shone brightly against the dark backdrop. “Camela!” he yelled, his voice cracking. “Please respond!”

Then she inclined her head, letting the white strands of her hair fall forward like a veil of mist. “The Goddess showed me fragments,” she said softly, as if she was speaking to herself as much as to me. “The Phoenix Wolf will rise from the ashes, but not alone. It will walk beside the Golden Wolf, and the blessed Fae will shine in their path. Together, they will carry fire into shadow, and light into despair.”

Marcus answered, his voice weak and bely more than a whisper. “Aw, what a sweet family reunion, it makes me sick.” Azazel spoke up. Daniel had forgotten he was even there, his only focus on his son. Azazel turned and snapped his fingers, as if from nowhere a lowly demon appeared with Azazel’s bag of torture devices, and a small table. Azazel quickly grabbed his bag and rolled it out on the table. The shiny chrome tools glowed orange from the reflection of a fire somewhere in the background. Slowly Azazel ran his fingers over the line of tools, trying to determine the best one that would inflict the most trauma. Finally his hand stopped on what appeared to be a very thin, short,flimsy blade.

Theo rolled his eyes, lighting the joint he'd rolled, taking a deep inhale and handed it to me, smiling when I took it. He exhaled. "Foxen have a natural pheromone in their auras when partly shifted." He explained turning to Lisa while I took an inhale then held it up for Xavier. "Why?" She asked, raising a brow as she took the joint from Dane. I giggled, shrugging. "Who wants to fight me when I'm so cute?" I twitched my ears at her. She choked for a moment laughing. "You're an idiot." I stuck my tongue at her. "And you're my friend, like chooses like."

“Yes, it is.” He held his breath for a minute, before gritting out in a low gravelly voice. “Who the fuck are you?” I pulled away, still seated on his lap, grinning wolfishly. My tongue flicked out to lick my fangs before I replied. “Nova. Nova Frost.” Hayden stared at me in horror. He looked like he had a lot of questions but did not even know where to start. I watched him, ignoring the pain I felt at the pang of my heart.

But instead, the fox yelped loudly and ran to hide beneath the petals of the flower. Kael frowned in confusion. "My child, are you alright?" He asked gently. He bent down and looked under the flower, but he couldn't see him. Frowning slightly he stood up, looked back into the flower, and saw the little black fox staring at him fearfully, trembling. "My child," He spoke gently as he lowered himself to his knees. "Please come out of hiding, I'm your Birth Omega.” The fox stayed silent. "Come now, you should not hide from me." He reached his hand forward once again and this time his fingertip touched the petals. And the second his finger came in contact with the flower, a blue hue spread rapidl