101 Dalmatian Street Dolly Novels & Stories

Trey’s voice stopped me in my tracks. I turned back, confused. With a smirk, he gestured toward the car, where Dolly was still passed out, clutching the bag of cash like a lifeline. “Aren’t you forgetting something? Your loyal handmaiden is still asleep in my car.” What a way to put it. Rolling my eyes, I hurried over and yanked the door open, shaking Dolly awake. “Get up, we’re here.” She groggily wiped the corner of her mouth. “Huh? Oh… we made it? Ugh, I’m so tired.”

And then I found the word, bold and clear, right there in the title. Doll. I looked up at him. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Something that looked like satisfaction. “I want you to be my Doll,” he said. Mia made a sound behind me, a sharp intake of breath, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it.

I wasn’t sure, but even as I hear him speak such things, I can’t ignore the pain that it leaves me feeling. “I don’t want to hear something like that from you.” I say quietly. “Anybody but you.” “Why’s that?” He asks, but before I can answer, the door to the waiting room opens and a doctor appears. “Are you the family of Darlene Owens?” He asks, eyeing us. “We are,” I respond, jumping up. “How is she?” “I’m sorry.” He says softly. “We did everything we could, but she didn’t make it.”

Emile looked up the stairs, “Madam” Dolly rushed down as she heard Emile calling out to her. She was sitting on pins and needles ever since she heard the hostility in the voices of the men downstairs. Her soul that had flown away when she saw Emm and Chris Jnr jump down from the second flight of stairs, had still not calmed down. She was the snitch that called Emile and informed her of everything that was transpiring downstairs. “Take the kids upstairs.” “Yes Madam” Dolly bowed in respect; her face was still pale and voice muffled.

The important thing was to make sure that by the time Atlas's driver came along, they were both ready to go. "Fucking stupid HOLES -" And also to keep Dolly calm and non-violent. By the time they were done, Dolly was sitting back exhausted on the couch with her eyes closed. Jia dug through a basket full of fruits and protein bars and fetched her several to munch on after failing to convince her to eat an actual breakfast - "American food is shit" being the woman's exact opinion on the idea.

A puppy attempted to play with her, but she snobbishly ignored him. "Hey Danny," He wrapped me in a hug when they reached us. I chuckled and accepted it. "Hi, guys this is Kari," The boys said their hi's. Carter seemed almost mesmerized by her. How cute. "Who is this?" I asked, reaching to let the pretty dog sniff my hand. She moved her nose away from me. "This is Dolly, she's a Saluki. I got her for Christmas last year." Cooper answered while petting her back.

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them! *** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.

Elias' POV “Lean against the table with your ass on display for me, Elias.” Damien's order echoed through the room. I gulped hard. But I didn't dare say a word of disobedience. Instead, I obeyed. I pulled down my pants. Then I leaned against the table with my ass in the air. He glanced at me with a satisfied smile. “Tell me, who do you belong to again?” He asked. But before I could answer, his hand landed on my butt.

Again. I rise from the couch, my heart thudding with irritation. “What are you doing here?” My voice is sharp, cutting through the air like a blade. Dolly pauses, a fake smile plastered across her face as she adjusts her designer bag on her shoulder. Her hand rests lightly on her stomach, the calculated gesture meant to draw attention to her pregnancy. “Good morning, Caroline,” she says, her tone dripping with saccharine sweetness. “Didn’t Knoxx tell you? I’ll be staying here for a while.”

Dolly questions, holding up one finger making everyone laugh a little, as she blushes. “I have three, Alpha Osric is our other mate. He is at home with Raven taking care of her and our pups, do you have any family at your camp?” I hope there isn’t another child there being neglected like she is. “Just me,” Dolly points to herself, making us nod, relieved she found us and we didn’t have to rescue more. “I like littles, how many you gots?” She giggles, watching Jonathan come over with the meat cut up on a plate.