Nightmare Foxy Teaser Novels & Stories

The screeching of the brakes tore through the Crownpoint night. Because of the sudden stop, my body lurched forward, then my seatbelt yanked me back. "Dante" turned and stared straight at me, a storm barely contained in his eyes. "Did you get a good look at them?" His intensity scared me. I shrank back a little and nodded. "Y-Yeah… That woman was smoking, like a runway model." "Where were they?" His voice was icy and hard, like it had been tempered in frost.

The night could only offer two or three hours of sleep after so much partying and fun. I was dragging myself to bed when the phone rang. I thought it was Peyton calling back because he remembered something. I picked up and said, "What's up?" "Tessa," the voice breathed. It was Kevin Fox. I slammed the phone back in its cradle. It began ringing again after two seconds. I snatched the reciever and barked, "What do you want? "Please don't hang up," he pleaded. "What could you possibly want from a filthy girl like me?"

A personal dare for the Fox Council. “Did you miss me?” I taunted. “Vienna Fox.” The leading male spit out as he judged me from the ground. Disgust washed over their faces when they looked at me. It only made my grin widen. “Oritheo.” I gave him a sickening sweet smile. The kind of grin that had any normal enemy running for the hills. “It’s been awhile.” The fat fox, Nile’s silver eyes turned to slits. “Not long enough.”

“Nope. My mind was on something else entirely.” “Come on, Tabby. Look at these pictures. Doesn’t it look like fun?” Valerie held out her phone and showed her the pictures. Tabitha scrolled through them. It did look like it would be fun. They had all kinds of stuff there. Pool tables, techno lights, bubbles, and dancing were all shown. The little disclaimer got her attention. "Oh, alright. It does look interesting. What's this about wearing clothes that can get dirty?" "Apparently they do some kind of body paint there that pops under the black lights. That's why I want to go. It sounds like so much fun. So, we're definitely going Saturday?"

At a posh neighborhood's entryway. Roxy took Fay by the arm as soon as they met and asked excitedly, "Faye, is this for real? In fact, Teddy showed up at your house in the middle of the night and had you respond to his query?” As Roxy asked this, Fay couldn't help but get a headache. "Yeah... I don't know what's gotten into him," she responded. “In the middle of the night, he arrived to my door and rang the bell. He asked me some really strange things in addition to purposefully forcing me to open the door. He was about to drive me insane. I was forced to take sanctuary with you.”

His voice was calm, but the tension in it was impossible to miss. I wrapped my arms around myself, as Betty tightened her grip on the silver knife despite the fear in her eyes. I stood behind Betty and beside Marcus, who stood gallantly ready for a fight. The approaching footsteps grew louder, and closer. Then suddenly, a black wolf burst from the darkness. Its fur hung in filthy mats, and old scars crisscrossed its body, with foam dripping from its yellowed fangs, while its crimson eyes burned with madness. "Stay close, my lady," Betty said, raising her knife. "Don't leave my side. I'll protect you."

"Mommy, did you see that? I'm sure Zoey likes me too. She just smiled at me!" Larissa was about to respond when she suddenly turned around in alarm. Ambrose swiftly lifted the tent's curtain. Outside the tent stood a snow-white fox, its fur glistening in the moonlight. "It's the Celestial Fox!" Larissa whispered. The Celestial Fox was momentarily stunned upon seeing Ambrose, as if it couldn't determine Ambrose's gender. Despite appearing as a beautiful lady, its keen sense detected something amiss from Ambrose's scent. After hesitating for a moment, the Celestial Fox cautiously approached.

The intimidating guy that scared me to death was the first person to talk, “We, all of us, are in the Night Shade Pack—a Shape Shifter Pack.” I couldn’t help but have a laugh escape my lips, and once that one shot through, I couldn’t control the flows of laughter after it. I glanced up to expect everyone else laughing at the joke, but there were only stone angry faces staring back at me. My laughing came to an immediate stop and I looked back at each of them,

If Elliott’s guess was right, this tunnel would be sealed off at the end that emptied into the new building, via the old Capitol Building, so the Vampires wouldn’t be able to see the light. Unless they had cameras. Jo’s eyes went to the ceiling as she scanned the area for any sign that they were being monitored. It really didn’t seem like something the Vamps would neglect. “I keep thinking we’re going to run into a crocopire or something,” Brandon whispered. “Yeah, me, too,” Scott said. ‘What’s a crocopire?” It was the girl that Margie had sent--Pamela. Her accent was so thick, it was difficult for Jo to understand.

Anger surged through him as he kept it in check, he thought of holding ammerah snapping her head off her neck but he is not ready to die yet. He just hoped nothing happens to Faye who watched in disbelief. "You will have sex with me right here and now, ameerah purred in his ears breaking him from his wandering thoughts. "What? He turned to her. "Yes, now. She grinned at Daylan as she started pulling off her top, " thesame way you sleep with Faye, do it to me...... She pulled her trouser, she stood there only on her bra and panties. Touch me Daylan, she cocked the gun at him. Now!