Novel & Cerita Foxy Funny

This is wild. [Is any of their evidence real? Do they even have a son?] Linda checked the comments, face on fire. "No. This isn't possible. Willie can't be a dog. Jemma, you rigged this!" They didn't even glance at the boy in the corner. Still locked on Willie. I smiled and gave a sharp whistle. "Willie. Three barks. Spin." He barked three times and turned in a clean circle. I folded my arms. "Now you believe the dog's name is Willie. So tell me—how were you that confident you could give birth to a dog?"

I’m such a damn fool. I went to the clubhouse to see him and to get answers from him, but also to tell him the news I have. When I got there a party was happening which is nothing new for the MC. I found him in his bedroom fucking Foxy on the bed we shared. He saw me and smirked as he came inside her, roaring her name. When he finished, he told me it was over between us. Well, no shit. He also told me that Foxy was carrying his child, and he had claimed her.

"Hey! No one drinks water in my baby car. These are real leather seats!" "Well, I might just leave 'a little masterpiece' in your baby, then." I put on a pained and innocent look. Deep inside, though, I'm dancing to disco tunes. "Damn it!" "Drink up!" I twist off the cap, letting the cold water chill my stomach. Although I'm not on the verge of vomiting uncontrollably, irritating Skyler feels immensely satisfying. I mean, we're nemeses; annoying each other is part of the fun, right?

He whispered in my ear, smirking, starting to use his finger to slowly massage my wet center and that tiny bundle of nerves that sends me to ecstasy every time. I struggled to keep from letting out any noise, when I realized I had been holding my breath, when a gasp escaped my lips. Callen had cornered me, shielding me from everyone else as he teased me. “Oh. muh. Goodness…how do we not get turned on at these places? Is this a trick or something?” Joan whined at Jackson. Everyone laughed, “What do you mean, Foxy?” Jackson asked her, kissing her forehead. “Foxy huh?” Dante laughed at the nickname his Beta gave to his mate.

The rogues were laughing with glee and were about to shout out and rejoice when suddenly their jaws dropped open. One by one the bones started rearranging themselves and the torn flesh slowly covered up the wound as if it was folding over itself. Within a few seconds the Fox King was brand new as if nothing had happened. Not even a spec of blood. As he slowly turned towards the rogue ones , his eyes began to blaze.

Fox responded, his tone suggesting that he had her attention, if only slightly. "I'll put Jerry in charge of that, then," she responded with her seductive tone once again. "Did you miss me?" Her unexpected question caught him off guard. "Ye_s, I did," he replied, slightly flustered. "Then why did it take you so long to respond, honey? Or maybe you didn't," she retorted, her voice tinged with anger. "I honestly did, I was just processing the fact that my woman is a spy agent or maybe even an assassin," Fox joked, and she let out a playful giggle.

XAVIER'S POV Once we were parked properly, I killed the car's engine and we all climbed out of the truck. "How about the others?" "Fuck!" Felix exclaimed and we both burst into laughter. Iris looked at us in confusion. "What's funny? We had about three vehicles following behind us and they're nowhere to be found and you both think it's funny?" I shook my head. "We're laughing because of an inside joke." "You better make me understand what's going on. I don't give a shit about your inside jokes,"

Rhiannon’s POV “Hey.” Stephen leant down and kissed the crown of my head, before moving down to scratch behind my fox’s ears. The little creature came everywhere with me, now. I hadn’t named him, not properly – I just called him Foxy, which Cin had taken and morphed into Foxy Spangles, for some reason that I honestly doubted even made any sort of sense to her. I smiled up at him, tipping my head back so I could kiss him. “Hi,” I said against his lips, my smile growing wider as he grinned against my mouth.

It looked like she had just gotten in a fight with a wild animal. "Nice!" Kye chuckles and pecks Roxy's cheek, "Sounds like all of you had fun." Kye says. "Anything else?" "There's a lot, but since you'll be here for a few days, we'll let you in on the details. For now, let's dig in peeps," Roxy kisses Kye's lips. "PDA much," Vic teases and Roxy rolls her eyes at him. "He's mine, duh!" she says and we all chuckle.

“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.