The Foxy Mouse's Romance Novels & Stories

I had taken out one and Oliver incapacitated another so two against four was hardly fair odds but I guess they hadn’t had a work out in a while. Come on. I looked down at the fox who was cowering underneath me still. Did they hurt you that badly? She looked up at me and turned to the side showing a few punctures in her side. Maybe she had a cracked rib or two based on where those marks were. One wolf tried rushing me and Andre took him out with a bulldoze to the side. I guess I should have started moving but I just couldn’t stop looking at her. She was so small. Why would she change into this thing?

Fox’s arrival at the Red Fang Packhouse was nothing short of welcoming. The halls were alive with celebration, wolves gathered to honor the future Luna. Palo stood at the center of it all, his midnight black hair tucked behind his ears and curling at the nape of his neck, his smile warm and proud as he introduced her to his pack. When the marking and mating came, it was tender—Palo’s touch reverent, his voice low and soothing as he guided her through each step, ensuring she felt safe and cherished. Fox had never known intimacy before, and Palo’s patience turned what could have been overwhelming into something beautiful, something that felt like trust.

My head felt like it was going to explode. Maurice tackled the mouse again, and it released me to get away. It scrambled to the other side of the room, moving amazingly fast. I sat up wheezing and gasping for breath. Dudley had got the female mouse off Flossie and was helping her up. The mouse-woman was in the corner, hissing and snarling. The male mouse came running out of a dark corner with a spear held in front of it, levelled at Maurice. He dived out of the way.

I wouldn't be able to find this hidden paradise if not for Foxy, the baby fox I accidentally saved a year ago from an injured paw. Foxy? Yeah, I know I suck with names. My wolf stirs. 'Hey, babe? Are you awake?' I teased. She smirked but did not say anything, so I just let her be. I'm used to it by now. My wolf is not the talkative type, she just loves to sleep, and sleep more , and sleep more and more,' I chuckled. 'Hahaha! But I love her to death.' As I glide swimming with ease, my legs trailing behind me like a mermaid's tail and my long, crimson hair spread out behind glistens in the sun like a smoldering flame.

"I'm going to scream Dylan, let me go right now," I pleaded, my voice shaking with terror. "Go on, no one is going to hear you, Austin isn't around and lover boy is a little busy with James and Tom, so it's just you and me, little mouse" Dylan said, taking small steps towards me, I took steps backwards till my back met the wall, then he caged me with his hands when I tried to run, "Get away from me, you sick bastard," I yelled, my gaze darting around the room, trying to find a way out of here.

When she spotted the familiar wild red hair, she signaled for Raphael to lean closer to her, which he did. Alice had used a scent enhancer beforehand, knowing it would affect her mate. She smiled inwardly when she saw his eyes darken. Then she made her final move, giving him a quick peck on the lips. Raphael could feel her rich scent filling his nostrils, and he immediately regretted leaning closer. His wolf was already reacting, and the kiss pushed him further. He pulled her closer as his lips crashed against hers, fierce and demanding. The loud sound of their kiss echoed in the garden.

She said giving me a sternly look. I hate it whenever she does that, but then after much corrections she still didn't change. I got tired of it, and let her be. "OK bye guys." I said as I stood up and make my way towards the door. "Oh and yeah, Kelvin, I will give you a call, and don't you worry, I will make sure to pay your fees before your exams." I said and the dashed out quickly in a hurry to meet up with Sammy. The excitement on my face was evident, my love for Sammy was one I could never explain. How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate.

They could just barely hear them anymore. Konstantin knew he'd have to be slow and gentle with his little blond panther. She had been subjected to Gary's perverse idea of pack life and knew nothing else. He would show her how pack life could be, how it would be for her. Luckily for both of them, the Wolf Moon acted as an aphrodisiac for her and took a little of the edge off her fear. If not for that, he doubted they would mate for months at the very least. He looked down at her and stroked her face slowly, bending down to touch her lips lightly. He would take his time.

****** As they approached the stable, Penelope noticed how the horses snorted and neighed as they got close to them. She remembered that wolves had a natural affinity towards horses and wondered if any rogue pack would attack them. However, they were reassured by Rusell that they had picked the best horses that could outrun any pack. Penelope chose a chestnut horse, it had a beautiful coat and was fast. Liam, on the other hand, chose a black stallion that was majestic and strong. They were given saddles and the necessary equipment. Liam checked the saddle and tightened the girth strap before mounting the horse. Penelope followed suit, and soon they were galloping out of the Packhouse.

The black fire fox didn’t stop; she sent the red moon fox flying and then, with her small fist, punched the red moon fox hard in the stomach. BOOOOMMMMMM “Agh!”