Furbies Scary Novels & Stories

Ruby glared at me. "I don't need you to tell me who I can be friends with." she snapped. I was about to yell back but Foxy cut me off. "He's right, Ruby. Those guys are no good. They deal drugs and hurt people. They treat girls awfully too. I don't want you to get hurt by them. They may seem nice at first but they will harm you as soon as you let your guard down." Foxy explained, calmly. Ruby looked at her in disbelief but Hound, Don, Jackal and Scarlett all nodded in agreement.

“Of course. Isn't that what we are to each other?" "My uncles mentioned something when we were hunting. They said animals instinctively get prickly when they are scared; think of porcupines or pufferfish. Is it weird that equating your reactions to that makes your whole persona click into place? Hmm? What is it, Ruby?” He whispers in my ear. “What is it that scares you so much that you react so poisonously?" My expression must have wavered because his smile follows. Hah… "I do not understand why you insist on having me there, Alpha. Will it not be easier to fuck her when I am not there? This is her eighteenth birthday after all, doesn’t your cock feel like the perfect birthday gi-"

Gripping his rifle two-handed now, Pink Bunny screeches: “BOY CUFFS HIMSELF TO GIRL.” “So kinky.” Big Jim’s hands skim his jacket. “Then what?” “BOY AND GIRL COME WITH US,” Angry Fox jabs his weapon in Trent’s direction. Trent pops the cuffs open, running his fingers along the fur. The material probably reminds him of his dearly departed jacket. We hope he’s thinking something comforting like that, because if he freaks out, either the severely irate Fox or the panicky Bunny will give him a hot-lead facelift.

Ryder suggested, desperate to get a closer look. All four pups inched closer to the nearest animal, “They’re so fuzzy.” Paisley observed with a lopsided grin, “do you thinks they’re friendly?” “They haves to be.” Riley confirmed, “they’re so cute I could scream.” “Don’t do that!” Parker objected, “It might scare them off.” “I didn’t say I would scream, just that I could.” Riley answered, sounding affronted her brother might think she’d do something so foolish.

Chill ran through his neck and he decided to stay put. However, just when Fang was about to make peace with the situation, they noticed a bustling in the nearby bushes. His nerves stiffened like a block of ice when he saw a huge black three-eyed frog approaching the vicinity. The frog was no doubt an Alpha beast. Fang's guts churned milk when he saw the beast coming closer. "Now this is great!" Fang's face turned ugly. "Argh… fuck me!" Creed couldn't hold back either. "This is some sick joke, right?" Fang said as tears left his nostrils, "What shitty timing!"

I heard noises from miles away, the distant howl of a siren, the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves. I fell to the floor, convulsing. Claws tore from my fingers, and my eyes, once blue, burned fire gold. Fur ripped through my skin like thorns from a rosebush. My mouth split open into a savage snarl. I was no longer in control. Zubby was at the helm, driven by his own instincts and desires.

“This portal is not asking permission.” The widening pulse shot across the room like a tidal wave of cold. The wolves screamed again and ducked behind various pieces of furniture that offered no real protection. Lucian ducked under the table. “Why is it getting bigger? Why is it getting so much bigger? What is coming next? Another stag. A frost bear. A frost dragon. A frost baby.” “There are no frost babies,” I said. “Are you sure,” he asked. “No,” I admitted. Marek pressed closer to me. “What does it want now?”

Yan spoke and looked at the newborn fairy whose body instantly froze. The newborn fairy now has another person to fear: Yan. Although Yan isn’t a sly fox like Skye and Reyan, Yan is another type. That person who could freeze you in just a gaze… this is what the newborn fairy is feeling right now. These humans are not only troublesome. They are also scary! It thought, wanting to cry but had no tears.

Murmurs erupted amongst the people inside the conference hall, some of them puzzled while the others were plainly uninterested and the other half are confused that the revered and respected Alpha Lester Fangs went his way here just to ask for help. “A few weeks ago there had been incidents happening in my pack. On the 5th of the month, a corpse was found by the end of the south border of my pack’s territory. Upon looking we found these inhumane and demonic deeds done to the poor soul.” horrified gasps came from all sides and some of them can not stop themselves from retching, especially those who have yet to see the look of a battlefield. “Who would do that on someone?” “Fuck is that a pup?”

The poor creature was alone and hurting, the blood staining its jet black fur, its body trembling with fear. Lucas carefully approached the cub, his movements slow and cautious. I could see the cub's small body shivering in the darkness, its glossy fur matted with blood and dirt. The cub let out a pitiful mewl as he approached, its big, luminous eyes looking up at them with a mixture of fear and desperation.