Stalking Fox Novels & Stories

he roared, his emerald aura exploding in the dark room. He tackled the creature, slamming it into the stone wall. But fighting a Shadow-Stalker was like trying to punch smoke. Félix’s fists passed through the creature’s chest, and the assassin responded by wrapping its shadowy limbs around his throat, the necrotic green light of its eyes flaring with triumph.

Feeling the wind whistle past his ears and the fresh air mixed with the scent of grass and trees,Logo, who had long been cooped up in the lab, couldn’t help but feel a surge of exhilaration and freedom. Suddenly, Koloro, moving ahead at a swift pace, stopped, crouched low, and its eyes grew fierce. The hound advanced, soundless and stealthy. Logo activated the Eye of Gendaya on his forehead, his pupils adjusting automatically with the precision of a high-resolution digital camera. The scenery before him rapidly zoomed in. With the Eye of Insight's immense computational power,Logo quickly discerned the prey concealed among the dense underbrush. It was a White-Stripe Fox, small in size, quick

There is a thin line between fight or flight, called freeze. Liqufied mass holding her breath in her throat is the evidence. “Having fun?” he pointed his chin to the lingerie bag. If the hoarse, gravelly voice didn’t do the job, his massacring smile does. “Come, I need to talk to you” the limbless puppet roughly pulled to stand and dragged to exit the restaurant. Gone the playboy in Suman. Hello to the raw, cold man. His stalking finally paid off. The image of her in a sexy neon pink sleeping gown pushed the boundaries of stalking to staking. If only he could pursue her…

- Renata smugly, she finds it annoying that Devlin has been cowering and scared all this time, it's hard for them to talk to each other. Devlin seriously thought about what the girl in front of him had just said and suddenly remembered the old man he met at the old church. “You… you… you are that nine-tailed fox? The fox the old man told me about?" "That's right. I am a nine-tailed fox." Renata did not hesitate to reveal her identity. “And what about Anthea? Why are you in Anthea's body?" - Devlin looks at his girlfriend's familiar face but now she's a fox.

Faith chewed on her lips as her eyes moves towards the board again – she go through everything she has learned about the alliance once again. Lately, she was able to learn that every member is a wolf disguised as a sheep. Everyone is trying to tear the other down. She doesn’t care who wins in the end, all she wants is the doom of Aldo. She smashed her lips together, as her eyes fixed on a picture of a very attractive Asian man, Felix. She narrowed her eyes and recall what Levi told her about him.

“Okay. That’s… that’s all I’ve got. The rest is yours.” The fox watched her for a long moment. Then, with an effort that made every muscle in its small body stand out, it rolled onto its stomach. It pushed itself up on three legs, the ruined one held gingerly off the ground. It wobbled. Luna’s hands twitched up, instinctively ready to steady it. She froze, not wanting to add more fear. The fox stayed upright. It took one hop. Swayed. Paused. Then another. Slowly, with halting, awkward movements, it limped away from the trap, away from the blood-stained snow, toward the shelter of the underbrush.

Clara carefully observed her surroundings. She was afraid that she would be discovered by security. She had never been a stalker before. To execute the plan perfectly, she gathered all of Jonathan's information. She wanted to make sure he fell in love with her quickly. Marble will return to her.

He narrowed his eyes as he chanted at the stage again, "He'll definitely die! He won't get away this time! That fox will bite down on his throat!" At that moment, Arne seemed like a scorned woman who only knew how to curse. The nine-tailed scarlet fox finally moved. It was sure that Fane was already trapped in the illusion, unable to escape for the moment! That had been the chance it was waiting for! The nine-tailed scarlet fox opened its mouth, revealing a human-like sinister smile on its face. It suddenly shot forward at Fane at an incredible speed!

Life in the south was better than I could have imagined. I was put in charge of the Silver Moon Pack’s most sacred sanctuary, home to rare silver foxes, snow wolves, and the legendary moon-stags. My innate bond with the wild finally had a place to thrive. Whenever I walked through the sanctuary, the animals would approach me on their own. Silver foxes would brush their fluffy tails against my palm. Snow wolf pups would roll around at my feet, begging for attention. The pack members looked at me with open adoration.

She gritted her teeth, “fucking Scarvyn witch,” I smirked and walked past her. “Don’t play with us.” I moved in the direction the fox had gone, picking up speed as I moved around the trees trying to follow my instincts until I got to a clearing abd there it was, the fox. It was waiting for me. Sitting in the center of a clearing, its small body curled beneath the glow of the moon as it watched me with calm, intelligent eyes. I slowed my pace, breathing hard. I took a cautious step forward and thank the goddess the fox didn’t run.