Foxmanga Novels & Stories

Chapter 20: Love or Hate DAMIEN’S POV A voice tugged at the edge of my consciousness—soft, frantic, trembling. “Damien… please. Open your eyes, Damien—wake up.” The sound drifted through the dark fog swallowing me whole, brushing over me like warm fingers against frozen skin. Another whisper followed, breaking through the heaviness pinning me down. “Little Fox…” My own voice. I heard it—far away, slurred, slipping out of me like a half-remembered dream. Why the hell was I calling her that?

"You’re both so gross!" After saying that, Handsome leaped and appeared in front of Fiona and the Two-Tailed Fox. With a few bites, the pig swallowed the corpses that were split in half. In a short time, Handsome devoured two monsters and a cultivator in a row, and the pig narrowed its eyes with satisfaction.

Now the lucky shit gets to fuck her in the shower while I’m baking cupcakes, and Forrest is working on the next edition of his online manga Chasing Kitsune. “Mmm, that’s an image that would drive any of us to distraction. Can it be tomorrow night?” Forrest sighed. I laughed. “Soon enough, baby bro. Soon enough.” I assured him. “How’s the manga coming? I still can’t believe Yūri is letting you turn her life into a manga.” I asked, shaking my head.

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My wolf, however, was restless. Growl. The sound reverberated in my mind, low and deep. I stiffened, my hand tightening around the glass of wine I held. My wolf was never this agitated without reason. I pushed back against the unease, focusing instead on the music, but it was no use. The growl came again, this time more insistent. I straightened in my chair, scanning the room. My wolf’s presence surged to the forefront of my mind, his energy raw and electric. Mate. The word echoed in my head, it was so primal and undeniable.

I rush into the arena, and the sight in front of me makes me pause. In the middle of the pit is a massive three-tailed fox, its white fur gleaming under the dim lights. The crowd is on their feet, screaming and roaring with bloodlust. The fox is surrounded by five wolves and a panther, each one circling, waiting for an opening. But it’s not just any fox. “Shit,” I mutter, my heart racing. It’s Legion.

Reluctantly, I approached him, facing the expectant onlookers. His gaze, filled with repulsive arrogance and lust, met mine. Summoning all my courage, I spoke firmly. "I, Lyra Sabastian of Wildfire pack, reject you, Maximus Orion of Fable pack, as my mate,". My words echoed through the crowd, sending shockwaves not only through them but through myself as well.

She returned home to soak for a long time, then comfortably climbed into bed and flipped through the latest comic book; watching while thinking of Damian Desmond's domineering look today, he couldn't help but scold him once again in his heart. It's a tyrant! She has read many comic books, never seen a male lead as powerful as him! But there's no denying that his figure is beautiful! Fiona Forger enjoyed the formation of the male lead in her manga while sighing. Haizz, when will she ever get to rewash her eyes with his nose-bleeding physique? Ah! Fiona Forger, is she crazy? Why is she suddenly think of someone's physique? While she was spitting at herself, the phone suddenly rang. Fiona Forge

I said laughing loudly and now the alpha was so close to me that I could see his wild eyes and sweaty skin but he didn’t touch me though which was a good sign it meant that he was still in control and didn’t lose his mind to the hazy lust. “What are you talking about, Tamara? Who wants you to serve as their champion? And why would they want to kill Zeus if that was even a real god?” He said tiredly as he rubbed his temples after he sat beside me on the mattress and I laughed again because if I were him I would have said the same and thought that the person who told me that must be crazy or something. “Her name is the Teumessian fox.” I started to say, then I told him everything from the star

in one of the pictures, the Fox in special clothes for aikido stands next to her mother and smiles sunnyly. And on the next one, she happily hugs Damian! My mood is changing. I want to immediately break my promise and break his arms. Fox hears my low growl and pulls the photo off the wall. I feel like a jealous jerk. I know that even if there was no call of blood, I would still be jealous of this girl for other guys. - There is only one bed in my room… - It is wrinkled. If Chanterelle wanted to distract him from his thoughts of killing Damian in this way, well, she succeeded. However, now my head is filled with no less calm pictures.