Molten Foxy Novels & Stories

But the adults have their own fizzy pop. Mum loved hers. “Fuck!” He’s awfully loud, and I have to throw a hand over my mouth to hide a squeal I know I can’t stop when he throws that empty glass at the floor. I can’t ask about James. Not now. What if he turns out to be another Chris? Damon is going to hurt me now. He might be my new mummy, but he’s still a boy. I’m scared. December 27th, 2012

His blood red eyes look at me in irritation. " Bring...h..er out!!!" Her roars, maybe realising that I was not Heratte. And I look into his eyes in determination. Shaking my head in a no. Fury covers his features. He screams and I see long fur like hair growing on his skin. His clothes are ripping, body doubling in size, bones cracking. And nails elongating further to pointed knives. He didn't shift fully. He was in a semi state. Standing on his hind legs. Looking like a feral.

All of the foxes are as happy as I am right now. Not until the group of humans suddenly appear with a fire in their hand. "MONSTERS!" "YOU'RE A HIDEOUS CREATURE!" "Polo was right, your tails are so useful!" Other foxes started to teleport, but others couldn't make it because of the humans' weapons. It's a silver one, and it's poisonous for foxes. Foxes' are all trembling, I can't move. I am the leader, but I'm not doing anything. The f*ck! My tails' light has darkened, just like my heart that's starting to cover with stone.

Two foxies immediately jumped on them, each placing themselves on Jai and Darrion’s thighs and making themselves comfortable. “What are these creatures?” Jai asked, patting the foxy that was lying on his thigh. It looked like a mix of a fox and an axolotl. It has the body of a chubby baby fox, and three pairs of protruding furs that are different in color on each side of their faces. The body fur is pure white while the three pairs of furs are green in color. “They’re very cute.” The dragon smiled and took the other foxy into her arms. “These are Grenyas. They’re the predictors of weathers. If there’s a storm coming, I will not open the portal for them to play outside…”

The man dissolved into water and reformed near Ro, standing in his naked glory. Ro shrieked and jumped back in fear. A big opaque bubble began to erupt from the water and Venkat jumped in front of Ro protectively. The bubble burst and a beautiful white fox with three fluffy tails emerged. It snarled at the finman, its three tails rising in the air and gliding before dropping down into the water. Ro felt a jolt of electricity run through her as the finman sneered at the fox.

I felt a little relieved at his response, but what he said was troubling enough. “Ezra, check in.” Mr. Griffin said over the radio. My heart sank when there was a click of the radio and a blood curdling scream. My heart sank at that sound. I knew what it was; I didn’t think about anything but getting to Ezra. If he was dealing with a toxic screamer, he was in deep trouble. The only way to kill that kind of mutant was fire. It was one of the rarest kinds of mutants. I only fought one once, and it almost killed me. It had wings and long limbs that stretched and scratched. It couldn’t turn you into a mutant; it had a toxic ooze that burned through anything. You could stab it and behead it and i

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

Xyla Quest saw a white nine-tailed fox strolling near her family’s house. When a cold breeze blew against it, it slowly opened its mouth. It had extremely sharp fangs. The fangs looked completely different from those of ordinary foxes. It sent chills down Xyla’s spine. After the fox strolled around for a while, it turned into a golden ray of light. In the next second, it teleported into the Quest family’s garden. Right then, the maid who was previously injured walked over.

But ignoring Ace would be rude, so Emily maneuvered her way through the tables and stood over Ace, who’d remained seated. “What are you doing here?” Ace glanced at the drink and muffin on the table. “Looks like I’m having an after-work snack. Who’s your friend?” He set the doggie drink on the ground, and Foxy stuck her face into the cup and licked it up. When she didn’t reply, Ace said, “She’s adorable. What’s her name?” For the first time, she smiled. “Don’t be fooled. She’s a tiny terror. Her name is Foxy, and she belongs to my neighbor.”

I doubt myself, once more directing my eyes exploring for my male for his support that I desperately need this very moment but I am not greeted by those warm supportive blues of his. My eyes widen as I discern the event that unfolds in front of me for my male squats down upon the soil opening his arms wide as Argus sprints forward in full speed towards Phobos shrill titters appearing out his throat. Phobos quickly grasps him picking him up swinging him around as the pup howls with hysterical laughter, he seems to adore my male.