Penny X Foxy Novels & Stories

With a white bag and red lipstick, I am ready to go. "Wow!, Girl, you are smoking hot you are gonna burn him to ashes! He won't be able to keep his eyes off you the entire time," Penny says smugly. "That sounds spooky. I don't want his eyes scanning through me like I am some meal," I purse my lips to make sure the lipstick sticks. "You sure are gonna be the meal, honey," she teases. "Get lost!" I wave her off making her burst into giggles.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

“What? What's going on? Tell me in detail. If someone is asking about Foxy, has she been exposed? How is that possible? We've been very cautious about it. How did this happen?” Philip was confused. They covered their tracks very carefully, but they were still exposed. Foxy was very anxious. She just arrived. How did she expose her secret? “A good-looking guy has been standing next to the bulletin board. It seems he's observing if anyone knows Foxy. I caught his attention by accident, and he was very shameless about it. I would've been back earlier if he hadn’t pestered me relentlessly. I gave him some wrong information and misled him.”

I absentmindedly stroked the spot where he bit down and gently rubbed it with my fingers. “Penny for your thoughts?” Bobby said breaking the silence. ‘Ha Ha very funny. I was just relaxing and thinking.’ She replied “About what?” He questioned. ‘About how a few weeks ago I didn’t know the Carters were our real parents and that we were werewolves, and that I get a best friend and loose her in a week and gain a mate slash boyfriend. Lose my virginity and so on.’ Penny exclaimed. “You forgot how your magical and can move through space.” He laughed at me.

Chapter 28: Lina Foxy Unlike Ann, who was the type of young lady who only knew how to rely on a bit of her family’s wealth and power to show off, Lina Foxy was a true lady with high education and a distinct personality. Lina Foxy came from the prestigious Foxy family, a family with a long history and influence no less than the Dominic family. The only difference was that while the Dominic family was an economic empire, the Foxy family was the cradle of great politicians.

"You think I want to constantly chase and tie down a little fox like her? Not on your life, St. Laurent. It is far too much work. No woman is worth that." Emily lifted her skirts as she stepped over a large stone. "Not even Anne Chessley?" Cedric froze, his foot braced on a fallen log, watching the dog. Penelope sniffed around the log's opening and then dove inside. "Penny, come!" Cedric commanded, tugging on the leash. The little hound crawled out from under the fallen log, looking alert and ready. "Penny, sit." Her haunches dropped, her tail wagging on the grass, stirring leaves with its energetic swiping.

Penny leaned in closer, her voice taking on a mocking tone. "Did the cat cut out your tongue, Ava?" she taunted. I took a deep breath and stepped forward, trying to regain control of the situation. "Why do I need to show you?" I asked, stalling for time. Penny's response was immediate. "So I can believe you.” I burst out laughing, the sound echoing through the room. Penny's eyes widened in confusion, her gaze piercing as if trying to read my true intentions. Meanwhile, I was using the laughter to mask my growing anxiety. She asked her question, and I responded with a smirk, "You're so funny."

So, I picked her up, and kissed her. This kiss felt tangy and nasty. Probably from her and me. It was messy and all tongue and lips went into it. “Who would have thought that the uptight Coach's daughter was this freaky?” I mused out into her mouth and I felt her hit my chest, and moan as I slapped her ass cheeks in reply. "What do you think?” I asked her. “I'm not usually like this.” She said as she bounced back on the bed, spreading her leg, not an iota of shyness in her. Her pussy was glistened and shiny even from here.

“So how do I know you can actually make me rich? What if the owner gave me a busted fox fae, took my money and fled?” I meant to annoy him, but he didn’t even flinch. He merely glanced at me with a look that was consisting of disdain, mockery and frozen daggers. My heart throbbed, and I hurriedly averted my eyes. Fox faes were trouble by design, weren’t they? Just making eye contact with him made my heart flutter. ⸻ Once we got home, I couldn’t help asking, “So… when will you start making me rich?” Without a word, Fennrick walked straight into the bathroom.

"You want to sleep with him? Sleep with him. I'm just warning you to use some protection. That man is a walking STD. Which reminds me - Phoenix, get this girl her underwear." My face burns as the faux-hawked young man who did my hair earlier grabs a plastic bag and carries it over to me. "I'm sorry about that," I mutter. Penny actually giggles. "Don't be sorry. That was hilarious. I wish I was ballsy enough to throw my panties at Mr. Fontaine." She continues laughing as she begins covering up the scratches on my knee. "And maybe a few other things, too." "You can have Orlando," says her assistant, a petite woman with big blue eyes. "As long as I can have Omar."