Novel & Cerita Foxy Christmas

I was excited to finally see Ark, until I bumped into someone. But it wasn’t Zayne this time. A grumpy-looking woman glared at me like I had dirt on my face. She strangely sniffed the air. “Why can’t I sense who you are? Tell me, are you from this pack?” “No, ma. I’m Emily’s best friend. I’m here for the Christmas holiday.” That came out too fast. Damn. I meant to blend in. Would she know I’m human since they don’t celebrate Christmas? The woman stepped closer with a mean expression. I felt my blood drain.

Everyone sighs deeply in relief when I hear the wheels screeching on the asphalt, indicating that they’re gone. Beware of the Fox? These four words are keep playing on my mind even Francois is long gone. Fox? FOX Fuck! François Oscar Xavier. François Oscar Xavier is the Fox.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

Ace POV She looks fantastic as always- my girl foxy (Scar). She is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love her. And I will make sure to know what her mate is up to. Perhaps he is marrying her friend, and maybe he is just playing a game to get her back. Either way, I will make sure to keep Foxy mine. She will never leave me, and I won’t fucking allow it. She is mine, and I will fight dirty if I have to.

“I’ll always unconditionally choose to believe in Big Brother Robbie,” Sis Eleven raised her hands and swore. Sis Twelve happily ran to Baby Robbie and said ecstatically, “Hooray, Big Brother Fox! You’re not dead after all.” Sis Poppy silently rolled her eyes at the two younger sisters. “You guys are blindly worshipping Lil Fox. You ought to be careful of your Big Brother Fox selling you off in the future.” Sis Three smiled and said, “Then these two girls would willingly help Lil Fox count his profit.”

"You shouldn't. Lana is absolutely fine, nothing is going to happen to her so stop worrying dear" "I hope so. When is her Christmas party coming up" "Its on the 25th by 12 noon" First lady Samantha said, giving her husband a gentle smile. "I'll have to double the security at the venue, I wouldn't want there to be any trouble" "There won't be any problem Freddie, you worry too much" "She's our only child Sam, I've got to protect her with everything I have" the President said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.

Her body was running out of strength and she could hold herself anymore. While she tried to grasp another branch, it broke and she fell down with it. The foxes looked at each other then started moving towards her with their mouths wide open. Gabby knew that she was done for. She could see strange rays of light coming from the foxes eyes. She closed her eyes as she lifted her hands and to her surprise she heard a loud bang . When she opened her eyes she saw almost three foxes lying on the ground. She was stunned and afraid at the same time.

“I didn’t expect the Silver Fox to be quite so...” He paused, a wolfish grin spread across his lips. His eyes darkened as he looked at me from my untameable hairstyle, my white tank top, to my skinny jeans. “Foxy.” My instincts were telling me something completely different then fight or flight. I sighed deeply, glowering at the bastard. “So I’m guessing the Silver Fox doesn’t change your mind about letting me go?” Cassar looked down at me. “No.” I hate the word no.