Foxy X Clowny Novels & Stories

The warm, fleece blanket keeps us warm from the dewy ground. “Morning, Bunny.” More kisses along my shoulder, the back of my neck. A warm breath blowing my hair around. “Morning, Clown.” He chuckles. “Hmm, I like it. Bunny and Clown. Our own version of Bonnie and Clyde, taking on the world,” he mumbles, gently pressing his long dick between my butt cheeks. My body responds on its own, pressing back against him.

Foxy praised their living environment from the bottom of her heart and seemed quite interested in the place. The others were surprised to hear that because they keenly noticed the anomaly in her words. “Wait, what did the young lady just say? Humans? Are you not a human?” Aslan was most excited to have found one of his kind. Foxy nodded and took off her hat, smiling brightly. “Indeed, I’m not human but an ordinary monster beast. Are you disappointed?” Everyone’s initial shock was quickly replaced by cheers. Of course, Aslan was the most excited. “That's great. I finally have a companion. I thought I’d be the only monster beast around.”

I had fucked up. I called everyone in the states and asked about Foxy, but it was all in vain. I started driving through different cities, figuring out where she may have left, but nothing was there. I even went to a couple of human cities. One day I went to see an old friend of mine, Ace- he worked at one of my clubs with his sister Beth, and I knew they were friends with Foxy. They were human, but they didn’t talk about us. They respected us.

His hand moved again, back to my face. He smiled, in a very weird way, like a fucking clown. His finger teased around my face, from my cheek to my jawline, back to my cheek, to my nose, and my lips. His finger froze on my lips, his eyes were fixed on it, slowly he lifted his gaze, and stared at me.

He looked at the clown and said, “Right.” He asked the clown, “What’s your real reason for invading my territory?” The clown with an unchanging expression replied, “Because I want to annihilate the first defense of all werewolves.” “Why us? Why the black wolf’s clan first?” The clown shook her index finger at him. “No. Just you.” Austin pointed at himself. “Me?” “Yes. Just you.” “Why?” “Because without you, your black wolves are useless.” “How dare you!” spouted Austin.

Faith chewed on her lips as her eyes moves towards the board again – she go through everything she has learned about the alliance once again. Lately, she was able to learn that every member is a wolf disguised as a sheep. Everyone is trying to tear the other down. She doesn’t care who wins in the end, all she wants is the doom of Aldo. She smashed her lips together, as her eyes fixed on a picture of a very attractive Asian man, Felix. She narrowed her eyes and recall what Levi told her about him.

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.

Yet, there seemed to be no bullet fired. “The magazines are here.” Tyr lifted his hand, showing the clip in his hand. “I told you that your gun couldn’t kill me.” Foxy froze. It was like she had seen a ghost. Tyr had not only dodged her first bullet but also stole her magazine from right under her nose. She did not notice a single thing or even grasped when he had struck. The speed far exceeded Foxy’s understanding. “You can have it back.” Tyr did not show a shred of mercy. He slammed his palm to Foxy’s chest and the other to her mouth. In a blink of an eye, Tyr had already stuffed a handful of bullets into her mouth.

’’ Adamie clasped his palms together. ‘‘I’m definitely getting the booze!’’ Andy said. ‘‘Drunk mofo,’’ Adamie replied, ‘‘Y’all remember that time Andy’ got so drunk at Brian’s party then he puked on the buff DJ and got his ass beat?’’ All of them apart from Andy burst into laughter. ‘‘Well, I’m better than fat Robert who passed out after taking two Oxycontine pills then got a dick drawn on his plumpy cheeks.’’ Andy defended.

My clothes hung loose as my body burned through what little fat a child could carry. I was dying by degrees when they found me. Three figures emerged from the shadows like smoke given form. Rogues—I could smell it on them, that wild untethered scent that pack wolves feared. "Well, well." The woman's voice carried a trace of dark amusement. "What do we have here?" I should run. Every pack instinct screamed at me to flee. But I could barely stand, let alone escape three full-grown wolves. "Just a lost pup," said one of the men. "Probably from Crescent Moon pack. Should we just leave her?"