Foxy X Chica Novels & Stories

Byeol stood with her hands on her hips, Sasha standing by her side as the two marched over and shielded Luna from him. Hearing the footsteps of a third person, Jian stepped out onto the balcony. "Foxy, why did you run away? All I asked for was your number!" Jian looked like a poor kicked puppy, eyes locked onto Sasha, who clicked her tongue in annoyance. "For the last time, playboys are not my type! So why don't you and your creepy friend here back off and leave before I make you leave!" Sasha confidently stepped forward, popping her knuckles, showing that she was not messing around.

however before she could snap at him , a familiar voice called out to her and she whipped in surprise to look at him . " Sir Felix!" pushing Rogue's arm away , Chelsea rushed to meet up with Felix and Rebecca . In the honour of the ocassion , Felix had let his hair in a ponytail , which only made him look more charming and handsome . His golden eyes flickered between her and Rogue but the smile on his face didn't dim at all , instead he grabbed her palm and placed a chaste kiss on it " A very happy birthday to you , Lady Chelsea " .

I’m striding inside, chest heaving, ready to explode. The place is half full, with some of the guys playing pool and others drinking and chatting it up. Roxy stands out like a fox in a henhouse, leaning over the bar like she’s begging to get fucked, sipping a beer like she just got her lips done. When she sees me striding in her direction, her lips twist and her eyes narrow in a knowing smile. Almost amused. “Trouble in paradise, big boy?” she practically meows, twisting a lock of her hair around her painted nail.

Because of that, Fiona should’ve been the rightful winner! Alas, that b*tch simply had to ruin everything…! Unable to calm herself, Fiona yanked Xavia’s hair before howling, “It’s…! It’s all your f*cking fault! That does it! I’m killing you if it’s the last thing I do…!” Following that, Fiona launched a barrage of kicks and scratches, prompting Xavia to yelp in pain! However, she wasn’t about to go down without a fight! In retaliation, Xavia kicked Fiona on the leg, causing the deranged woman to scream as she fell to the floor!

she quipped, causing Ixora to blush even deeper. "Holy shit! Don't tell me you had sex on the first day of your menstruation, Ixora! That's so nasty and naughty. Even I have ne---" Cherry whisper-screamed, her face morphing into a horrified expression. "No!" Ixora gasped, interrupting her. "Jesus, Cher, you have a naughty mind." "You left me no choice but to think that, you witch," Cherry retorted before pausing. "Well, tell me, what exactly happened."

The epitome of calm—until Joy appeared. Joy, in her own way, was a stark contrast to Fiero. Her deep chocolate skin seemed to shimmer in the sunlight as she moved, her black two-piece swimsuit daringly revealing, her gold jewelry catching the rays and casting soft glimmers around her. Without a second thought, she straddled Fiero’s lap, her arms draped around his neck, her chest brushing against his, inches from his face. Fiero didn’t flinch. His long fingers, graceful and deliberate, sank into her plush ass, squeezing gently as though he were accustomed to the touch. His thumb traced lazy circles, exploring the soft skin beneath his hands, slow and steady.

“Handsome, are you trying to cut all of Yamafuji Sai’s bounty hunters like vegetables?” The woman glanced at Tyr. Even though she sounded like she was blaming Tyr, her voice was calm. It was as if the death of the other bounty hunters had nothing to do with her. Tyr threw the walkie-talkie onto the ground and walked toward the two people, “Names?” The girl smiled and said, “I’m Foxy. He’s Crow. “I’ve never seen you before, handsome.” Tyr felt that this woman was trying to say something else and asked, “What do you mean?”

Always female and never not annoying. "God, he's so handsome," one mumbles. "Sexy," the other one corrects her. "Bet Poppy's fucking him." I frown. God, I fucking wish she were fucking me. To my dismay, the two of them ride with me down to the ground level, and when the doors open, I push through them to get out first, but then I turn around and slam my arm against the elevator doors to keep them from closing. I look at them both very carefully.

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

I don’t think I just act. I hear what sounds like vehicles. I put the guns away and run to Rebel. “Rebel, it’s ok. Mommy is here. Mommy has got you.” I untie her and pick her up and grunt in discomfort. She clings to me as I turn and run with her to the door. “I wouldn’t if I were you.” I stop and turn to see Foxy flicking a lighter in her hand and I sniff the air and I can smell gasoline. “Let her go Foxy, that was the deal.” I say to her as she walks closer. She is wearing a skirt that barely covers her pussy, a top that just about covers her chest and sky high heels. Her red hair is down in curls and her makeup is on point.