Foxy Fnaf Nightmare Novels & Stories

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I can feel myself starting to drool, anticipating the crunch as I eat them to the bones. One long, bloody tongue sticks out to licked clean the bloody splatters on my huge crimson paw. I gazed down at my blood-stained red fur. I leaped to viciously bite the neck of the nearby werewolf, turning the earth an even redder shade as I joyfully ended his life with a blood-curdling howl. ______________________ "Uhm..." I moaned as I got up slowly. I did not expect to doze. I smiled as Foxy huddled closer. I feel bothered with my weird dream just now. Who was that wolf? I stand and put my little fox on the ground as it happily munch on the beef jerky I gave him.

At the moment, it’s a blowjob—something I have been dying to give him for weeks. I skip dinner and head straight into bed, trying to wrap my head around the insanity that just happened. Maybe I fell asleep in the car and all this is a dream. The thought flies out the window as soon as I remember Shane’s inquisitive look. There’s no way Pajama guy decided to haunt my dreams. If that guy were to show up in my slumber, he would be the Grim Reaper that ends me without a second’s hesitation. It’s real. All of it, including the lipstick I am to wear tomorrow.

For a moment, the room feels heavy, and then finally, his voice breaks through the silence. “I’ve been having nightmares,” he whispers, his small voice cracking. “About the scary lady we met at the amusement park. She was really mean, Mommy. She… she kicked away my stuffed bunny. I was so scared, and ever since then, I keep dreaming about her.” His eyes finally lift, locking onto mine. The fear swimming in them is raw, tangible, and it hits me like a punch to the chest. My heart skips a beat, and I can feel the tightness in my throat.

Joanna shouted. "Guys!" I shouted, cutting through their conversation, "Wait, where's Thane?!" Immediately the words left my mouth, my palms moistened, and my body shook slightly. "He's here!" A voice called, and Joanna screamed. Surprised, both Orion and I followed Joanna's gaze and saw hundreds of queer looking foxes, their heights two times of a human, with one holding a body with his fangs. A realization hit me like a strong slap across the face, and my body shook violently, "Thane!"

Merfoy shouted with Seres’ voice and release his red flame striking the ground in front of them. “By the way, your fox friend is dying and I can show you his last breathe,” Merfoy said as he open his palm upward and a flash of blue light was release, a homogram-like screen formed and show them Cannai in his fox form lying down on Nanami’s lap with swords pinned on his body. “No!” Niffa shouted as she run entering the fog behind them. “Niffa! Wait!” Rico shouted as he run after her. “Damn it!” Therens uttered and gave Merfoy a glare as he run to catch them.

She hissed as Mateo caught the gun before it could reach the floor. He put his cold hand around her nape and pulled her forward – until her forehead was inches away from his. Faith shrieked and gaped. He placed the gun on her throat. Faith gasped as Mateo pressed the barrel into her throat, “You are not as smart as you think,” He commented, “You have a lot more to learn, Foxy.” He added.

Jo had never asked exactly what happened, but looking at Shayna now, sitting there with her arms folded in a hostile fashion, a lost look on her mother’s face, she thought maybe she should ask a few questions, just to know if Shayna might have a beef with someone on the team. The others, she tried to keep up with. Hattie Foils, a tech chick her dad seemed to know. A Healer named Martin Green he also seemed to have a history with. Two younger Canadians--Leo and Fiona Acres. A really muscular dude named Alvin Little--a name that did not fit him in the least, in Jo’s opinion--and two gorgeous girl Guardians named Leslie Donavon and Denise Hensley that seemed to be looking at her dad in ways tha

Bienley murmured softly, his brow furrowed as he attempted to make sense of the hazy dreams that often haunted his slumber. "I'm so sorry, my prince, for the nightmares we've unwittingly implanted in your innocent mind," Bella whispered, consumed by a tidal wave of guilt and despair. "Your nightmare began when you were abducted. The rain, a cruel accomplice, erased his tracks. But Papa mobilized all his power and influence. After a harrowing search, you were finally rescued. But, the villain escaped, slipping away like a shadow into the night" Bella's voice grew steely, her eyes cold as ice, reflecting the depth of her loathing.

“Good. I promise I’m gonna find a way to do it. I’m already looking into it, okay? But only if you behave. No more noises in the middle of the night.” The poor thing couldn’t knock fast enough. I smiled, nodding. “See? We got this.” “Back, Fran. Trying to touch,” the Blotters warned. I grabbed the LED and aimed straight at the corner. I heard the hurried shuffle and a deadened mix of growl and moan. “Hungry.” “Yeah, bet it is.” “That wasn’t us.” My eyes widened like grapefruits, and I aimed the LED away from the corner.