Long Furby Novels & Stories

He jumped on the bedside table and looked between us and the babies, before settling down there and sitting on his paws, becoming a huge and chubby ball of orange fur. “You finally came to see your new baby sister and baby brother,” I beamed, and Burbus mewed at me. I knew that because of his connection with the Great Golden Fire he would be able to feel when the babies came. Even though Burbus was the laziest cat I’ve met, he stayed there with his eyes open, as if he was guarding the babies, watching over them. Egan took our sated baby girl in his arms and she opened her little blue eyes slowly, yawning. His smile was so big that it almost filled his whole face. He couldn’t be happier, if i

I couldn't tell if the massive frame was because of its muscles or the load of fur. I kept my hands on her shoulders to keep her away from the cage. The animal had his back on us, probably sleeping, but it was so huge we could see its body heaving despite the thick, silky fur. I frowned as I stared at it. Anya looked up at me and my hair. "That's almost the same color as yours," she pointed out. Almost. The furs were grey and white, like the body couldn't decide which color to take, so it took both. It actually reminded me of the Siberian wolves from movies.

I murmur to myself. After selecting the food, I make my way over to the toy aisle, where I find Frida surrounded by a rainbow of choices. She holds up a bright yellow rubber duck with a squeaker, her eyes sparkling. “What do you think, Kiera? Is Webby going to love this?” I can’t help but laugh. “That’s adorable! But I think he might prefer something he can chew on. How about that fluffy blue bone over there?” Frida’s gaze follows mine, and her face lights up. “Yes! That one,” She quickly wheels over to grab it, and I can see the pure joy radiating from her.

My life, it seemed, was now guided by this small creature’s whims. It felt surreal. I recalled that moment when Clay had texted our family group chat, announcing Tinkerbell’s long-awaited litter—eight healthy, squirming puppies of pure joy. My heart had raced as I demanded photos without delay, and among the sea of tiny furballs, Rufio stood out: belly-up, with oversized paws that seemed to bounce off the ground, and a little white tuft on his head resembling a mischievous mohawk. I called dibs on him, and I did so loudly. I wasn’t joking—not even a little bit.

"What the fuck did YOU do? And how fast can you undo it?" "It was undone," Tubby said in that cryptic Fate way that made one want to tempt Fate and strangle them just to see what would happen. "Years of pain, years of cruelty, years of loneliness. The no-fur curse is no more." "What fucking curse?" Spitfire demanded. He pointed to the fluffy tail that wouldn't stop twitching. "Do you see what's on my ass? THIS is the curse, you fucking twit." "Purl!" The tubby tom moved behind the tiny fate like he could hide there. "He's scary. You talk to him."

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

"Yeah, it is. And we feel the same way. This forest reminds me of you because you never get tired of accompanying me here. Even though sometimes it gets boring." "No, baby. There's no dull moment with you." Mad says, pinching my chin. “Baby, I was thinking of having a get-together with our FURBABIES." "That's a good idea. Where are they?" "They're home. I'll have my driver bring Logan and Bruno so they can join us. You haven't seen them for a very long time." I squealed a little, excited to see our furbabies. "Yes, please, I miss Logan and so does Bruno. Bruno was so little the first time we adopted him from the street."

'' ''But -- but my fangs came out'' I said then blushed furiously, even as I was mad at myself for being embarrassed. He nodded. ''Yes, your fangs--'' then he shook his head. ''No let's not keep up the pretence about innocence okay, you don't have to keep faking that blush.'' he said and I nodded. how the hell did someone fake a blush? ''Your fangs came out yes,'' he said frowning slightly. ''But that's as far as you can get. Now back to the question I asked, before I change my mind and kill you right here. How many of you are in this school?''

I picked it up and looked around sighing, then walked out closed the door, and went back to the room I now occupied. I changed into my night clothes and sat on the chair by the window holding the stuffed toy against me and stared out the window at the glowing world of Valaisha. It made me feel close to Galen knowing he was the one who gave me the toy when I was a young girl. I miss him a lot. I finally learned what this toy is as I have seen one in real life. It looks like a cross between a rabbit and a squirrel called a finian. It has long ears like a rabbit only with a long bushy tail like a squirrel. They have either blue or red fir. My toy is red. I cuddled the toy closer and rested my c

"T-This is for me?" Cyrus nodded. "I have plenty more like it. And even rarer items, next-generation collectibles. As long as you stick with me, figurines, body pillows, and game cartridges won't be a problem. You'll get whatever you want." Cyrus had chosen the perfect bait for the perfect fish. Other rewards might fail with Thorgan, but this struck straight at his soul. "AWOOOO!" Thorgan lunged forward and hugged the Anama Rei figure to his chest. "Cyrus, are you a fellow nerd too? Then… Then do you like Airi?"