Galaxy Foxes Novels & Stories

ONCE upon a time, far from the land of the earth, nine-tailed foxes were born from the mountain, blessed by the forests, and lightened by the moon. A legendary fox with nine tails isn't the only one that is created by the gods and goddesses. Werewolves were on it as well.

He wants his mate to be a werewolf like him, that’ll understand pack life and pack politics, have all his pups, and play house. Not a stupid fox. Not me. “Well, we foxes are a different caliber than werewolves!” I shot back in frustration. I desperately look away from his body, trying not to be swayed by him. Instead, I breathe in his scent and I feel a bit antsy. “We’re not exclusive.”

He spotted several small white foxes hiding amidst the bamboo that flanks both sides of the path, watching them with ears standing at attention. “They’re nice little animals,” Vivi explained, with a hint of affection in her tone. It was as if going through the gate changed her into something… ethereal. “These creatures are more scared of us than we are of them,” she continued. “Foxes are sacred in Foxgrove, especially white foxes which can only be found on Mount Kitsune. Any tourist who is found to have harmed a fox will face a hefty fine and will be banned from coming back to the island ever again.”

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.

Foxes are rare, there are only 10 foxes living in the supernatural border, afraid of coming out because they have their beliefs, foxes are supreme, never to compromise nor be held down by anyone, they see themselves as deities because they’re rare and strong. “It’s nightfall,” Foire said as he kicks Illac’s side of the bed. Illac hissed at him. “I know, you fool,” Illac stood up and cracked his neck. He didn’t bother getting his spear, the one he uses to control his lightning, he plans on wreaking havoc tonight down Imperio. “No spear?” “Don’t need. Why the blades?” “Just for fun,” “Leave their Alpha to me,” Foire added as he swung his blade through the air making a swoosh sound.

Vahalano says. I nod and he walks back out and comes in carrying a large kennel. I can hear several yips coming from it. He places it down and sets up a large round corral-shaped gate. He places four tiny foxes in it. All of them are reddish-brown in colour. I hear Aliya gasp when he brings out the fifth little fox. I am blown away. This fifth tiny fox is a shimmer pinkish white colour. It is the exact colour of Haven. Aliya grabs the tiny fox from Vahalano and stares at me. There is no way I can say no to her as Noir sniffs the tiny fox. Aliya places her on the ground and Noir and the fox sniff each other after the tiny fox curls up as Noir curls himself around her and they go to

Day after day, they worked hard to cultivate and do good deeds, the angels were touched by this, and they gave the challenge to give the fox a chance to become a human. On ordinary days of the month, the fox will live in the form of a beautiful girl, and live like a human, but on the night of the full moon, she will reappear as a nine-tailed fox. Only when the fox fills the spirit of the jewel in her heart by helping people fulfill their last wish before dying and the fox has to meet the man who truly loves her will she truly becomes fully human. The angels named the fox Renata and released it down the mountain, but when they reached the villages at the foot of the mountain, at first the peo

He framed a little party with a couple of different companions and chose to go to the Sunset Mountains to chase a few low-positioned otherworldly monsters. The Sunset Mountains was the home of an interesting otherworldly monster called the Gold-horned Flamefox. Its fur could change as indicated by the seasons: the colder the temperature, the redder its fur would turn, making the interest for its fur exceptionally high on the lookout. What's more, the brilliant horn of the fox additionally transmitted an aroma which repulsed bugs. It was additionally supposed that once the horn was ground to clean, it could work on the perseverance and execution of the 'male organ'. This caused the Gold-horne

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

“Don’t worry, you’re safe. Just don’t make a fucking display of this.” Of course she wasn’t going to listen. Foxes were some of the loudest fucking annoying creatures sounding like howling gargles of devish gremlins and she was going to make sure everyone knew she was in there. Plus she was putting up quite the fight inside it was making it difficult to carry the damn thing.