Names Mean Fox Novels & Stories

I know secrets and the people who keep them and this girl just said her name like it was her dogs. “Harley, I’m Bowen Fox.” I hold my hand out to her to shake and she grabs it forcefully. Someone in her life taught her how to shake a man’s hand and it’s not a trait many women these days know. She holds my eyes as her palm leaves mine. “Fox? Like…” she motions around her with her index finger. “Yep, Fox like The Fox Hole.” I state with a nod. “Ohhhh,” she says with a matching nod, “nice place.”

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

This was like the most intense orgasm I had ever had and then everything went dark. “So pal, you got your wish!” A voice said. “You’re my wolf! Fucking hell. That’s soon!” I replied, not seeing a damn thing. “Well, actually you’ve been out for a few hours. April was mad first and then she got scared. You’ll wake up soon, don’t worry.” “So what do I call you?” I asked. “Fox. My name is Fox. The Moon Goddess must have a special place for you in her heart, because I am fucking awesome and my name is perfect for you, considering you named your dogs’ Snake and Bear.”

Hunter asks me, and since I got the chance to pick, I looked at the prizes available before finally picking a big teddy bear, a red fox. "Mine," I say taking it from the guy's hands, it's my baby now. "What are you gonna name it?" Hunter asks me, I gave him a raised brow look, I'm not a child to decide a name for my teddy, but if I had to. "Mr. Vixy," I say answering him, petting my pet fox head. "What a great name sweetie, come on le't sgo see what other torubles we can get into," Logan says leading the way toward the rest of the carnival.

Rhiannon’s POV “Hey.” Stephen leant down and kissed the crown of my head, before moving down to scratch behind my fox’s ears. The little creature came everywhere with me, now. I hadn’t named him, not properly – I just called him Foxy, which Cin had taken and morphed into Foxy Spangles, for some reason that I honestly doubted even made any sort of sense to her. I smiled up at him, tipping my head back so I could kiss him. “Hi,” I said against his lips, my smile growing wider as he grinned against my mouth.

Dylan asked again. “Mr. York, I’ve told you, I don’t know who Fox is. I only know a fox is an animal, like in the zoo. If you ask me again if I’m Fox, I’ll think you’re calling me a vixen.” “‘Fox’ is just a nickname, meaning she’s very cunning and deceptive. I call her Chameleon Fox for her ability to shape-shift into many different identities. She changes so much that people mistake her for many different people, but in reality, she’s only one person.”

We didn’t know what they were discussing. “So,” Katie began. “What’re you two talking about?” He replied, “Foxfire.” “Huh?” We all gave him a perplexed look. “Foxfire Guild.” “What’re you saying?” I asked. “Foxfire, a small pack with a strong bond,” he explained further, “capable of taking down bigger foes. Sounds like us, right?” Brock likened the name with a nod. “Yeah, Foxfire.” “I’d talked to Chief Hassan,” Wilt said. “Luckily, no guild got that name yet. What do you think?”

“I always liked you, Foxy, and he put his arms around me and kissed my neck.” “Thank god I didn’t let any of the fools back home mark me. Then I wouldn’t be able to sit here with you.” He smiled at me and stroked my back. Beth returned with some coffee for us, giving us a cute smile and a wink but said nothing about me sitting in his lap. “so what name are you going for, Foxy? I mean, what do you want to be called. “Call me Scar. It’s my mother’s nickname; her name was Scarlett.

Adrian noticed Mr Tanner shifting in his place and raising an eyebrow he asked in his deep professional tone, “Is there something else you wish to talk about Mr Tanner?” Mr Tanner cleared his throat and drank some water, buying time while he was preparing exactly how to ask what he wanted to! Then finally he said, “Nothing important Mr Ford. I was just curious that why would you form a company named Foxknight? I mean you are a Ford!” Adrian remained quiet pressing his lips into a thin line and staring at Mr Tanner with cold eyes. It made Mr Tanner very uncomfortable and he had to avert his gaze. He was planning to apologise when Adrian stood up and said in a cold voice, “I have a middle name

“I can’t date a guy who gives the wrong name.” “My name is Knox. Most people don’t know that. I don’t tell everyone my name.” “So, what did they call you?” I was curious, and more than that, it attracted me to his sly grin. “Matteo.” “Matteo, what kind of name is this?” “Italian, meaning, gift of the God.” “Did you name yourself?” “Yes, I liked the name. Although Knox wasn’t the bad one.”