Funny Foxy Novels & Stories

Lucia knew right there and there that her life was doomed and above all she was a fool. fool. doomed. que sera sera.

He even coyly pointed his gun in the air and blew on the barrel as if blowing off smoke, “While a wolf and a bear are embroidered in a fight over a fish, it is the fox that ends up running away with it in its mouth.” …how do you run off with yourself in your mouth? (／≧ω＼) The two’s hearts felt tickled by the sheer cuteness of the little guy, but their wounded manly pride refused to accept defeat. They huddled together to look through the virtual representation of the track and see how the hell such a small and cute vixen managed to steamroll them. That’s right! They got steamrolled! Their two scores combined and doubled weren’t as high as Noah’s score!! ○|￣|_

“No, it’s not. It tastes like a poop of cow.” He barks out laughing. His laugh is contagious, and I can’t help but join him. “Did you happen to taste a poop of cow?” He grins. Finally, Phoenix is back—the annoying and cocky Phoenix I knew months ago is back! “No, ew! Why would I taste a poop in the first place?” I grimace. “Stop talking about poop. We’re in front of food, and where’s your table manner?” His body shakes from laughing. “And that mug you took is mine.” He points at the mug I sipped from, then points at the mug with froth on top. “And that one is yours.”

“Let's enter and have a conversation." “Okay true lol." They reached Roxy’s house by taking the elevator. Roxy went to get Fay a bottle of drink and took a seat next to her. "Spill it." After clearing her throat with a gulp of juice, Fay recalled every inquiry and statement Teddy had made. Roxy quickly slapped her thigh after hearing the entire tale and exclaimed, "My goodness! Is it possible that that scoundrel has grown fond of you?” “What? That is not feasible,” Fay sounded shocked and contemptuous at the same time.

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.

You’re tall and sexy. My ridiculous smile showed up after I understood what she’s trying to say. ”I don’t think that’s possible, Zoey.” ”What do you mean it’s not possible? Can you see yourself? With that Italian and British face like, no wonder you would pass being a model. Oh my gosh, I’m so bright!” I look at her standing up and fanning herself with her hands. She’s hysterical and looking pretty at the same time. ”You must apply. I’ll help you.”

The man dissolved into water and reformed near Ro, standing in his naked glory. Ro shrieked and jumped back in fear. A big opaque bubble began to erupt from the water and Venkat jumped in front of Ro protectively. The bubble burst and a beautiful white fox with three fluffy tails emerged. It snarled at the finman, its three tails rising in the air and gliding before dropping down into the water. Ro felt a jolt of electricity run through her as the finman sneered at the fox.

) and bounced away; Finn could feel his contentedness well up inside of him before spilling over into his own emotions, and he let it, let it fill his mind and body. “Disgusting”. Fox grumbled from his spot on the couch, in his usual spot with an arm wrapped around Jax’s shoulders. His partner slapped him on the shoulder lightly, scolding him. “No, wrong, they’re absolutely adorable,” He said, shaking his fists in tiny, excited motions and smiling widely, “you can't tell me they’re not the cutest thing to happen all year.” Fox rolled his eyes. “Don’t be a hypocrite”. Finn added meekly; Fox stared at him with his sharp gaze, the kind of look that Finn had to build up an immunity to.

said the golden-maned lion, who clearly still hadn’t had his fill of fun, "That makes you guys best friends, innit?" "Screw yourself," grimaced the tiger. Which idiot had coined that expression, for the love of Heavens! As if I could ever be friends with a bunch of foxy foxes! Streaks of yellow lines rushed down the slopes of the Ridge. They were large foxes more than four to five meters long. Their smooth copper-brown fur resembled silk. These were all high-tiered Beast Lords. "Queen Jiu You," observed one of them when they saw her riding on the white elephant.

My stomach was turning. Suddenly, the quiet was pierced with a surge of movement. Jeffery—fragile, hurt, yet with a ferocity I had not seen since he'd begun to heal—threw himself forward. His hospital gown fluttering around him, he wrestled Peter to the ground with a snarl of fury. The thud of their bodies on the ground mobilized everyone into movement. Hayes and his security detail moved forward, guns leveled, shouting commands. Pandemonium broke out. "Jeffery!" I shouted, pushing through the flurry of frightened motion and growing noise.