Fursona Base Novels & Stories

It seemed to make sense that they were a mistake or manipulation by power-mad gods. "Because many of the original no-furs were from across the ocean," Purl kept going. "They were shapeshifting bunnies, the omegas from the Hare race, who came to the toms to help them heal and repopulate. Many of the no-furs have regained their original forms as Hares. Some are toms now, but they are not the majority." "Oh MY GODS!" Guru's voice preceded his actual presence. "Look at your fluffy wittle tail."

If I heal faster, maybe she will come back faster. I roll my lip between my fingers and look around the room. Okay. If this is some sort of sign, what do I do with it? What if I turn these gifts into donations to my little grass roots foundation? What if this is the beginning of real funding and backing for something so close to my heart? Bronx and I created The Goddess Foundation to help female wolves who need to escape abuse. He may not be interested in me anymore, but if he comes home and sees things are building for the foundation, maybe he won’t axe it from MasonCo’s umbrella.

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"Nothing?" "Well, nothing that needs a doctor", Dr Abbie said, and hastened to explain when she saw the look on Lucas's face. "Luna is still in a very fragile state, contrary to appearances. It is possible the stress may have got to her, and the trauma..." She trailer off, then cleared her throat and started again. "It's not physically possible for a wolf to be sick", Dr Abbie said. "Though it might be so for her, as she is not fully one, but to the best of my knowledge, faes don't get sick either."

Was he kidding? There was no way she would trust him now that he was being creepy again , but he held her hand in an iron grip, and she couldn’t free herself. Isabella didn't believe in anything supernatural, but right now, she was sure he had done something to her. Maybe he put something in her drink. Samson rarely fed on humans. He drank blood acquired through a blood bank and was content with it. It wasn't quite the same as the warm, pulsating blood coming straight from a human's vein, but it was sufficient to satisfy his hunger and nourish his body.

"Okay Luna. Thank you for answering." She gave me another good glare and walked out of my room. I sighed. . . . . . I got hungry 10 min later and went to the kitchen. On my way, I heard an intense conversation between mate and Amanda. "Hayden! We have to try to make a baby! The pack needs an heir!" "No! My pup will not be bared by you!" "You have no more chance in finding your mate Hayden! I'm your only choice! We have to!"

“Darling, the name is Ferlin Alistair, the madame of this castle, my son is a close friend of dear Nicholas. It is nice to finally meet the rumored soon-to-be Queen Luna of Auria.” She held Zane’s small hands carefully in between hers and Zane could sense that she was genuinely happy to see her. “Hi Madame Ferlin, Zane Fangs,” “You look rather familiar my dear, perhaps I know who your parents are? Fangs? The Sailin forest’s pack of Auria had an alpha who goes by the name Lester Fangs, are you related to him in some way?” Zane commends how easily the woman could tell from which family she was, however, she was somehow sad to admit that she was wrong. She is indeed from there, but she is not o

Both of Alpha Peterson's sons died and his pack was assumed to be the weakest pack of London. That night, I ended up docking in between the battalions of Alpha Peterson and Yahura, the rouge who was almost at the edge of winning the battle. Luna Siena, the wife of Alpha Peterson had sheltered me that night after they got to know what Alpha Aren had done with me. There was no rule of tossing out a she-wolf only because she rejected her mate who happened to be the Alpha king. They knew whatever had happened with me was nothing but injustice.

She asked and we nodded. After she left, Caius heaved out loudly. "We should bathe and go see her." Owen nodded in agreement so we all agreed to meet up again in thirty minutes. As much as Luna Allison can comfort our wolf, Sophia's presence would be more beneficial for us. Our wolf recognizes Luna Allison but it is more loyal and submissive to Sophia. Alexios should be on his way already, he had said he is going to rush up and take a bath, so we would be joining the two.

One of them approached, leaning over the counter: “Luna Camila, it's an honor to have you here. I didn't imagine you would come in person. Miss Maura usually sends someone in her place.” My stomach churned. “Maura?” I asked calmly, crossing my legs. “Does she come here often?” “Yes, ma'am. The Alpha gave her a monthly care package. Hair, nails, massages... it's the Luna treatment.” Valentina coughed discreetly, but her eyes sparkled. The omega, perhaps sensing the tension, tried to correct herself: “I mean... we didn't know you had the same benefit.” I smiled, a smile that hurt and liberated at the same time. “No, I didn't. But I think it's time to fix that.”