Wolfoo Fox Novels & Stories

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

"I just remembered reading a book about high-ranking werewolves that are turning berserk during their alpha form, allowing them to have poisonous claws. And it's not just a simple poison, it must be a deadly one!" "Then we need to find a cure before it's too late!" "I have no idea what kind of remedy is okay with this!" Arya spoke with such a soft voice that Charlotte and Odin had to place their heads next to her mouth to hear what she was saying. "There is an animal called the six-tailed fox that is impervious to all sorts of poison and can only be found on this Island. Although you have to take some precautions, that fox might be small but it's terrible. It can produce deadly poison as wel

Eclipse shouted in my mind. I wish there was a volume button to lower her tone in my head. "Or he just got hit by Karma in advance." "Oh! Shut up. He took the blow for you. Cut some slack, would you?" Eclipse retorted. I don't understand what is going on with my wolf. Why is everyone siding with Xavier? Is it because he looks adorable? "He's one big cinnamon roll." Eclipse cooed. Remind me to slap her when I shift into the wolf form.

Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups. "Now Alastor is one of the biggest wolfs to be recorded in all of history. On his four paws, he gets up to six feet! As cool as it would be to see him, he never ever comes out. He has his own den there in the ba- well would you look at that! There he is!" She pointed into the pen at the huge beast walking across the dirt. She was right, he was huge. His fur was coal-black but when the light hit it just right, it had bits of red. He was shaggy but definitely not lanky like the rest of them. He looked like a bear more than a wolf. He was sniffing around, covering more ground than I could running. His huge paws came to a stop and

"A true White Wolf can ingest Foxglove without any symptoms or side effects. It was one of the quickest ways we could test if you truly are who you say you are." I stared at my full glass, realization sinking in. "A White Wolf..." "A White Wolf can consume Foxglove with zero problems," Alex's tone was pure comedy. He smiled at me, finding my fear and confusion humourous. I can't believe that I thought the two of us were somewhat getting friendlier when he had been planning this with his father the whole time. "You didn't even tell me you were going to test me like this," I accused my voice a mix of frustration and betrayal.

haven’t even seen his eyes change. I feel the command take over me. I respond, “ I claimed her as a newborn, “Dad shakes his head. “Why wasn’t I informed? Why did you hide this from me? How could I not notice all these years? “ his gaze falls onto Mom. “ some mate you are he scoffs. You would have our daughter lie to me and hide the truth. It bothers me that you didn't share that moment with me. It’s typical of you to be so selfish. Why did I even marry you? “ He snarls at Mom, getting ready to strike her. I shift, but I don’t feel any pain. It was on instinct I jumped in front of Mom, taking the strike from Dad's hand. I’m thrown back, hitting the wall. I began to cry. My wolf was bleeding

I can feel myself starting to drool, anticipating the crunch as I eat them to the bones. One long, bloody tongue sticks out to licked clean the bloody splatters on my huge crimson paw. I gazed down at my blood-stained red fur. I leaped to viciously bite the neck of the nearby werewolf, turning the earth an even redder shade as I joyfully ended his life with a blood-curdling howl. ______________________ "Uhm..." I moaned as I got up slowly. I did not expect to doze. I smiled as Foxy huddled closer. I feel bothered with my weird dream just now. Who was that wolf? I stand and put my little fox on the ground as it happily munch on the beef jerky I gave him.

Eventually, however, they were finally able to trap the holy fox within the hole it was currently in. Finally getting some results, Welson was now extremely excited. Gerald himself nervously said, “Don’t allow the beast to escape again! From what I’ve read in the Book of Beasts, not only is the holy fox extremely fast, but though its body is completely white, it’s an expert at concealing itself as well! However, the most worrying thing is the fact that it’s capable of quickly seeing through plans and routines. Once that happens, it’ll easily find a way to escape! The book specifically states that its IQ is even higher than most human geniuses!”

, he sounded a bit nervous and I sat up. Could it be another rogue attack? "What's it? Is it another rogue attack?" I asked calmly. "No, man. It's Lola, she collapsed again", he said and I stood up in one fluid motion from my seat. "Where is she?" I growled out and I was out of the house in no time. I transformed into my wolf midway and entered the hospital in a hurry. Daxon was agitated and refused to let me take control of my body back.

His fox ears are pushed back flat on his head, hissing at the wolves on the other side of his flames. “Chloe! This way!” Rodger called to me. Cortina took a look behind her and saw Rodger waving at us wildly towards the cottage where his sisters were standing on the porch. There was a giant bear and a leopard fighting alongside Beau and Alexi now too. Riley and Dave must have been at the cottage with Kai when the wolves appeared. “Go!” Kai’s fox body said to me. His narrow snout formed the words as well as a human mouth could. “I got them. Go! Go to your father!”