Funny Foxy Novels & Stories

But if there were more than 10 of them, the little fox, and possibly even Erella, would be unable to do so. "F---Flynn, please say something." Eddie summoned the small fox that was guarding them in front. "Y—Yeah, Flynn, say something." In his beefy voice, Tubby echoed what Eddie said. However, Flynn did not respond; instead, he growled even louder at their enemies. "HA! HA! HA! HA!" Khan laughed hysterically. "What dreamy nonsense you're spewing, little rats!" Khan added ironically. Then he laughed again. Tubby took a bold stride forward, then protruded his tummy while holding his waist and chin up.

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.

Hunter asks me, and since I got the chance to pick, I looked at the prizes available before finally picking a big teddy bear, a red fox. "Mine," I say taking it from the guy's hands, it's my baby now. "What are you gonna name it?" Hunter asks me, I gave him a raised brow look, I'm not a child to decide a name for my teddy, but if I had to. "Mr. Vixy," I say answering him, petting my pet fox head. "What a great name sweetie, come on le't sgo see what other torubles we can get into," Logan says leading the way toward the rest of the carnival.

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.

the green-eyed kid prompted “she’s going to be on the assassination Mission with me.” “You better believe it” Fox replied and stuck her tongue out at the kid, who did the same back “don’t fall for his sweet looks, No Name. Stripes is a ferocious monster.” I only giggled as Fox leant around me to tickle Stripes, who squealed out in delight and tried to squirm away. “See? Ferocious!” Fox giggled as she wrapped her arm around me and pulled me closer to her.

“Max says it was a furry animal rolling on the road.” Little Bob began to laugh and replied, “Maybe it was just a raccoon or something. I watched a video of one that was a pet, and it had learned to do somersaults. It was adorable.” “We are about to find out,” she answered as she placed the card into her computer and began d******ding the information on it. When the d******d was finished, she quickly went to the file that corresponded with the time of the report and opened it. “Are you ready to watch this?”

he asks, his tone full of mock disappointment. "What do you want?" I tease, glancing over my shoulder at him. "The other stuff," he says with a smirk. "What other stuff?" I pretend to be clueless, biting my lip to hide my grin. "Wait till we get home, and I’ll show you what other stuff," Fox replies, making me gasp as he playfully slaps my butt. I whirl around, shooting him a mock glare, but his smirk nearly makes my knees weak. "I’ll get you for that," I warn. Fox just chuckles, clearly unfazed.

Maya muttered a 'no' and he blew out a breath, he acted before she could blink, and pushed the hem of her dress up past her hips and over her ass cheeks, spreading the material further and further higher until it reached her waistline and his palms cupped her bottom. Maya gasped. What was happening? She looked up at him curiously, he simply grinned and she swore he looked more animalistic at the moment. "I dislike it, foxy. Your pretty mouth should be used for something more..." He paused, seemingly searching for the right words, "Decent." He smirked darkly and leaned forward, "Do you understand me, foxy?" What she didn't understand was why he kept calling her 'foxy'. She had no resemblance

Third Grandpa Fox slowly shed his human form, transforming into a massive black fox. A low, sharp, piercing growl rumbled from its throat, causing everyone present to instinctively cover their ears. Titus's expression changed drastically as he glared at Third Grandpa Fox, shouting, "What do you think you're doing?" Third Grandpa Fox sneered, "I don't intend to do much—just rally Mount Tor's Fox family and wipe out Fearsome Mountain!" Titus burst into laughter. "Fearsome Mountain has 2,000 years of heritage. Do you really think a bunch of fur-covered beasts can destroy us?"