Withered Foxy Novels & Stories

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.

As Dove predicted, after the two left, a werewolf appeared. His name is Louis. He comes from a noble family whose father is a magician. But during the war between werewolves and fox monsters, his father was convicted by the king. After his father's execution, he carried a deep hatred in his heart. He hopes to avenge his entire family when he has enough power to rule the whole kingdom. Looking at the chaotic scene before him, Louis was sure that the cave had just had a bloody war. His two friends disappeared. Louis sniffed around and could still smell foxes - the youkai he hated the most. He was sure the fox had killed his friends. But he didn't understand. Who had the strength to kill these

My paws pounded against the hard concrete as I didn’t think I just jumped. One of the wolves had something small in it’s mouth, something like a pelt, no… a black fox? It was limp as he tossed it to the side and gave me a snarl. I returned by clamping my mouth over his biting with a force that ripped is nose from is face. The taste of blood, bone, saliva, all fueling me to release and clamp down on his neck tearing a chunk out and allowing him to collapse. Where is Freya? I growled to Oliver who was in the process of tearing off the leg of one wolf who thought he could be pinned.

Past the abandoned roads and broken runestones, Marek moved alone through the thick fog, his massive wolf form barely visible in the pale mist. The Withering Hollow was a place even wolves whispered about with fear. The earth here was soft and damp, smelling of rot and iron. The skeletal trees that lined his path bled dark sap, their twisted limbs curling inward like skeletal fingers. Bone charms swung from branches, clicking softly in the wind. Effigies made of straw and fleshless animal parts were nailed to tree trunks, their eyeless faces staring into nothing.

I leaned over the sink and vomited. Halima, the maid, heard me and rushed in. “Are you okay?” she asked, gently placing her hand on my shoulder. “I’m okay,” I whispered. “Let me get you a glass of water,” she said softly, her voice blurring as my thoughts scattered. I nodded weakly. But inside, a quiet realization was already unfurling — slow, trembling, impossible to ignore. Something inside me had changed.

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?

They were snarling at me, licking their chomps in my face, when I heard a voice behind me. The women were just like the foxes colors, the cross Fox was a tanned woman with long orange red hair, the black fox was white with black hair, and the red Fox was white with red hair, what freaked me out es that none of them had eyes, they where all skin, and bones. They didn’t move an inch, the sky had changed back to dark, but the white fox in the middle didn’t, it actually glowed, “okay now I know I’m drunk on my birthday, because this all looks a freaky version of an alien abduction,” I start to massage my head because now I think that I imaged the voice that spoke from behind me. It scared me tha

Woody was being cautious. If something did happen, it could turn into an unsalvageable situation. After all, Alexia wasn't human! Although Woody had excellent medical skills among other talents, he was still helpless against a member of the tribe of celestial foxes. "Don't worry. Even the elixir of other spiritual beasts is no big deal for me, so much less could be said of the elixir of my own fox tribe," Alexia said and patted her chest. When she patted her chest, her breasts moved without her realizing it, and Woody quietly turned his head away.

Oceana said in fear as she saw a nine tailed fox walking towards her with an angry face. She picked up a stick from the ground and tried using it, but the fox wasn't backing out. Oceana stepped backwards on ever step the fox made, and she didn't know when she stumbled on a stone and fell. The nine tailed fox wasn't backing down as it moved closer and closer to her. Oceana crawled backwards, and then she fell into a hole.