Sonic Oc Fox Novels & Stories

Hunter youth Zhang Fan recognized the five beasts. The five Ominous Beasts were called Foxy Wolf Beasts. They were a hybrid of ferocious fox and wolf. Their bloodline was not pure, leading to their limited demonic power. They were in large quantities and were slightly stronger than normal wild beasts. Moreover, they usually hunt in groups. Judging from their sizes, they were not fully grown yet. Usually, a beast's level could be distinguished by its Demon Aura.

Having a wolf made sex so much damn better. I hardly used my bike now, but I fucking missed it. I remembered when Osiris, Riker and I raced together. “Ah, I wish I was fucking there for that! That sounds awesome. I wonder if I’m faster than a bike.” Fox said. “We will have to find out, we’re just waiting for Ariel.” I told him. “You know I can fucking read your mind dude. You’re still scared shitless so don’t even pretend.” Fox mocked me. Even with all my tattoo’s, I wasn’t really a fan of pain. You know those meme’s about man-flu. Yes, that’s fucking me. I am a whiny little baby when I’m hurt or sick.

~2 Days Ago~ “Tell me more about Felix,” Faith asked as she takes a bite of an apple wedge. Mateo squinted his eyes, “Felix?” He asked. Faith chewed the apple and nodded her head, “Felix. The hot Asian member of the ally that gives off Oppa energy,” She added mush to Mateo’s dislike.

I had to see what she thought about superheroes and especially “The Fox.” “I got a random question for you. What do you think of the superheroes Lady Rose and General Storm? And what happened to their little fox?” I asked, hoping not to sound as nervous as I felt. “Uh? What do you mean?” Cindy asked, sounding confused. She probably thought I was crazy for asking some random question like that. BOOM The ground shook, and smoke filled the air. People were screaming. It was chaos. “What the hell was that?” Cindy asked. I grabbed her as the familiar smell filled my nose. It could only be one thing and it was not good.

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.”

But the battlefield wasn’t letting either of them breathe. A massive demon—eight feet tall, armored in obsidian plates, with a tail tipped like a spear—charged them, bellowing Osric’s name in fury. “TRAITOR!” Its voice rattled the treetops. Steel clashed as it slammed into Osric, sending him skidding back. Storm launched at its side, claws sinking under its armor, the Phoenix fire melting it on contact, tearing through flesh. Its tail whipped toward her heart—too close, too fast—

Everyone sighs deeply in relief when I hear the wheels screeching on the asphalt, indicating that they’re gone. Beware of the Fox? These four words are keep playing on my mind even Francois is long gone. Fox? FOX Fuck! François Oscar Xavier. François Oscar Xavier is the Fox.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" "It's splendid!" Leaf squealed. I looked towards the talker and flinched with shock and fear when I saw a fox sitting in front of me. The fox was 5.7ft tall, with rose gold fur with a long white streaky trailing from his head to his fluffy tail. His paws were white too and the inside of his ears red. He was beautiful. "Love you!" Leaf shrieked. "You are so cute, Foxy!"

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

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.