Hunger Games Foxface Novels & Stories

“I think your mom is happy in our place back in Milan and your dad must be somewhere where he is awaiting judgment. I shrugged, making her smile. After dinner, when everyone said they were heading to bed early for Christmas morning, Hudson and I went to my study along with Seb. Nestor had informed me earlier that our prisoner was refusing to eat. I told them we were going down as soon as the staff finished cleaning up the kitchen. I felt excited knowing how pathetic and hopeless Rex Foxworth must’ve felt witnessing everything that’s been going on with his daughter and wife without him. “Eat it.” I threw a piece of bread on the floor. Rex Foxworth, who was starting to look a bit thin from his

Cassidy gave the girl a thankful smile. Cassidy felt eyes on her, and she turned to face the only one that hadn't spoken yet. He gave her a lopsided smile. "I'm glad to see you aren't dead, Fox. You were busted up terribly. Now that I've seen your normal form, it would've been a waste." "Thank you?" She wasn't sure if she should be flattered at his compliment; or annoyed that had she been plain-looking he wouldn't have cared much. "You should eat, Fox." Derek gave her a dismissive look. "You're too skinny to be proper bait."

The path I marked is gone. I swallow hard and turn away. Suddenly, a small shape scurries at the edge of my vision. I blink and gasp. It’s Snowflake, my childhood pet fox, white fur shining even in the dim light. My heart leaps with relief. “Snowflake?” I whisper, reaching out. But as I step closer, the beautiful fox’s body rots before my eyes. Its fur falls away like dead leaves, revealing flesh crawling with worms and bones breaking through the skin.

Seeing as how easy it could have been to get near them, trying to kill her was obviously the stupidest mistake I could have made. “You were always better at shooting photos than shooting people” Fox admired, passing it back “how were the others with you?” I watched the kid grow uneasy. He scratched the side of his face, which made dried blood cling to his bitten nails. I saw him glance at me with an enlarged white eye that was easily double the size it should have been. The skin around it and his mouth looked like it had been melted and stretched over the cheekbone. Holes were peppered around his visible face, the larger ones around his mouth letting me see his exposed, fragmented teeth.

My paws pounded against the hard concrete as I didn’t think I just jumped. One of the wolves had something small in it’s mouth, something like a pelt, no… a black fox? It was limp as he tossed it to the side and gave me a snarl. I returned by clamping my mouth over his biting with a force that ripped is nose from is face. The taste of blood, bone, saliva, all fueling me to release and clamp down on his neck tearing a chunk out and allowing him to collapse. Where is Freya? I growled to Oliver who was in the process of tearing off the leg of one wolf who thought he could be pinned.

This is what this week is about proving myself and the fact they feel comfortable to share this with me means I must be making headway. The others dwindle in helping themselves to food, all covered by the hot plates, so it stays warm. I grab myself another drink of bourbon. This time I think I’ve had enough whiskey for a while. The double wooden doors on the other side of the room open as all the chatter goes silent. Paxton and Hunter are on either side, dressed from head to two in black. You can’t even see their faces due to the masks. They pull them off, chucking them to the floor as they each keep one arm on the girl in the middle. She looks fucking terrified. There’s no missing that with

I stared at my phone, and the picture of Connor and I kissing in my car before we left to go nap at his house. Someone had taken the picture through one of the classroom windows by the looks of it. There was only a single caption over the photo. Guess who's the ultimate fuckboy? "What the hell is this, why would someone do that?" Connor shrugged towards me, a bewildered look on his face. "I know right, they took away the snapchat hotdog filter, and now this!?"

I said and grabbed the plate of food that was still warm to the touch but not too hot. I watched, with a smile, as the pup sat on her bum and let out a low whine. The fox lifted his head and sniffed the air before getting up and sitting down, wrapping his fluffy tail around his legs. He seemed regal as he sat there, waiting for food. I sat the plate down on the bed and watched as the pup at but was confused as to why the fox wasn't eating. I looked at Anna confused and she smiled before saying, "He waits until Roxa has her fill." I nodded and watched with amusement as the pup tackled a sausage and bit into it. The greasy sausage split open as the pup bit into it and I smiled as she devoured

She smirks and mumbles "I got your mega boxes. Wisdom slices a Phobo in half with her hand. Hunter's wolf Sage and Rainey Michaela's wolf are tearing Phobos apart with their sharp teeth and claws. Rainey nudges Sage's left front leg and points with her head at two Phobos hanging in the air behind a tree, She and Sage run toward the tree and then jump into the air with their mouths open catching the Phobos and landing on all fours while slamming the two Phobos to the ground before mauling them to death.

If a blush was able to appear under my fur, my face would be beat red for everyone to see. “Grace, if you would like, you may kill him." Caden finishes, a smirk on his lips as he backs away, letting me enjoy my prey. I turn to look back at him, my tail wagging happily before I turn to look at Felix, the weasel of a man staring back with such open terror that I wonder if he might die of fright. I take one step towards him and am shocked as he clambers to his feet and takes off, his speed in human form surprising me. The crowd parts, not wanting to touch him know he is mine to deal with.