Nightmare Fnaf Foxy Novels & Stories

Yawning, I take a drink of water from the night stand, before getting in bed and pulling up the covers. Just as I close my eyes, I hear a familiar scratching noise from the closet. Opening them, I bolt up in bed. Bubba, my fearless monster slayer is laying on the floor comatose, but he hears it too and jumps up. I notice that his ears are perked up and he cocks his head as he tries to hear something over by the closet.

Naafiri said with a smile as if he had already won in his mind. However, Naafiri failed to notice that the eyes of the werewolves next to him, staring at the little white fox, were becoming increasingly frenzied. No one would dare deny the allure of the king's promise, and the little white fox was the best shortcut. "Come on, will you hand it over willingly, or shall we take it from you?" Naafiri took a step forward, eyeing the little white fox in my arms. The fox, sensing danger, hid in my clothes once again.

“You were the one who said we needed to put the past behind us, stop bickering, and focus on finding Hyacinth.” Rhiannon bit her lip. I wanted to hold her, to ask her what had happened to her when she’d touched the fruit tree and collapsed, but I knew I couldn’t now – not with two sets of eyes on us. “Fine,” she said on a sigh, after a long enough pause that her reluctance was obvious. “Foxy can come. Let’s go.” “Here.” I sidled over to her and tried to slip Foxy Spangles into my arms. She didn’t look strong enough to hold a leaf up right now, let alone a fully-grown red fox. Foxy pressed in closer to her, and she grinned.

Joanna shouted. "Guys!" I shouted, cutting through their conversation, "Wait, where's Thane?!" Immediately the words left my mouth, my palms moistened, and my body shook slightly. "He's here!" A voice called, and Joanna screamed. Surprised, both Orion and I followed Joanna's gaze and saw hundreds of queer looking foxes, their heights two times of a human, with one holding a body with his fangs. A realization hit me like a strong slap across the face, and my body shook violently, "Thane!"

I want to go to her and be in her arms. A jolt makes me fall sideways. What’s going on? “Man, you gotta wake up. If you don’t wake up, I’m gonna punch you in the face.” Is that Ford’s voice? I turn but I can’t see him. It’s still just Roxy in her ethereal form and me in my wolf form. Man, this is freaking me out. “Dude, you’re scaring us. Get the fuck back here in your head. If you leave us, I swear to God I’m coming after you and making your life a fucking misery,” Ford continues.

Daniela's POV A black card with my name on it. That was what I had been playing with for the past five minutes, with a huge smile on my face. Funny, because no one should be happy their worst enemy had done something nice. A gift alone should be an alert to tread carefully. And yeah, I should also be worried about other things; like how this man always had access to my room and was clearly in here when I was asleep, or probably even lamenting over the very graphic and gory nightmare I had just a few hours ago about Alexander drowning me in his pool.

Inferno's abilities were far superior to what the intelligence had described. "Fighting all day in my house—how annoying!" On the brink of consciousness, Xena heard a familiar voice. She saw a blurry figure standing before Inferno. "Is this… Felix's voice?" Inferno furrowed his brows. "And who might you be?" Felix seemed extremely displeased, especially with Inferno. "Because of you, I have to sneak around in my own home. Enough with your nonsense!" The next moment, his hands suddenly reached out to Inferno. The latter didn't have time to react—his neck was snapped before he could even see the movement of Felix's hands.

- the third one asks, laughing. - One of us went up to him and blow a small amount right into his nose. They draw straws, and fox 2 is chosen. Afraid he'll wake up, he goes on tiptoe to Lucifron's front, pours some powder in his hand, and at the exact moment that his presence wakes up the boy, he blows the powder right in Lucifron's face.

The Fox’s voice echoed in my head, a psychic hiss. I knew the legends. In the old sectors, they called them Kitsune or Fox-Demons—creatures that stole lives to extend their own. This wasn't tech; this was ancient, dark 'Noir' magic. She’d already stolen two lives to get those tails. She needed my youth to reset her clock, but the life growing inside me made the 'transfer' impossible. The Fox lunged. She was twice my size, moving with a speed that blurred the air. I dove across the shattered glass, my reflexes sharp and jagged.

Nabil and the Deadly Nightmare Nabil was asleep In his room, beginning to dream. His neighbor, Nour, opened the door to his bedroom and entered. She wore a seductive, sheer red nightgown. She approached him, smiling and swaying enticingly from side to side, trying to seduce him. She lay beside him, kissed him, caressed him, and they engaged in a full sexual encounter, as if she were his wife. After the scene ended and Nabil had satisfied his desire, Nour suddenly transformed into a terrifying demonic figure. Her face turned a sickly green streaked with black, her eyes glowed red, her teeth became large fangs, and her fingers turned into long, sharp claws. She grabbed Nabil by the neck and sq