101 Dalmatian Street Dolly Novels & Stories

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.

“And I’m not in pain?! Listen closely, woman! You aren’t leaving this place till you give me a clear answer today…!” Now trembling harder than ever, Dolly gulped before muttering, “…Y-your earlier deduction was right… So can I please leave now…?” Looking like the devil himself, Zayne glared at her for the longest time before growling, “…Fine! You’re going back to his side, right?! Go on! Remarry him already! I’ll just think of last night as a bite from a bitch!” Upon hearing that, Dolly was momentarily too stunned to even react… But eventually, she got up and put her clothes on before bolting out of the room. She didn’t even bother to take a shower…

I coo. It’s now I notice that she is not just staring, but she is gaping. “You… you look so beautiful” she gapes and smiles with some wagging of her head. “You don’t look bad too” I admire her red show gown. “Let’s go, we are late” she snaps. “And you, you remember what we just discussed, you just stay cool and don’t poop excessively”she bashes at Dolly who is in her cage, pointing her finger too. Dolly caws. I smile and tilt my head. “Let’s go” she says and nudges her dress around the right shoulder. I think

The flash of light and color that passed me by as I kicked over rocks and looked for frogs. “No kids, but he has some beautiful big dogs. One of them just had puppies. He said you can play with them if you want. If you’re not scared of dogs.” She paused. “Are you?” The dogs I’d met before. The mutt I fed half a doughnut to while I waited outside the post office one calm afternoon out on the high street. Black and scrawny with a dry, pink tongue. The white terrier behind the black gate at the end of the road, barking insanity at any car that went by. I knew its voice so well I was surprised when I finally saw how small it was. How filthy and sad and somehow pitiful. And those two German Sheph

“I do not want to die young because you can’t keep your lips to yourself at a stop sign!” He threw his head back and laughed, full, bright, the kind that made his eyes crinkle. I couldn’t help laughing too, the sound bubbling out of us both until my cheeks hurt. “Okay, okay,” I giggled, wiping my lip gloss from his mouth with my thumb. “Focus, driver. Left here, then straight for ten minutes, right on Willow Creek, third house on the left. Got it?” “Yes, ma’am,” he said, saluting with two fingers, but his hand returned to my thigh like it belonged there.

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

But I knew. After that, I'd whisper during bed baths, "Ms. Stein, I know you're faking. If I'm right, give me a sign." Nothing. Not even a blink. But her breathing hitched—just enough to keep me hooked. The next day, her parents came. Desmond Stein looked every inch the power exec—tailored suit, eyes that missed nothing. Matilda had this effortless, polished grace, like she walked out of a lifestyle magazine. They always showed up with fancy supplements and flowers, smiling for the staff.

I made sure dolly studied in London, she stayed with my aunt and I could tell she loved it there. My dad knew why I insisted on sending her away after middle school but mom just thought I wanted to take her baby away. Dolly was so delighted. Mom was already controlling her life and she hopped on the first train to freedom. I'm not sure that train will take her to college because she's definitely going to attend college in america. She should just pick the one furthest from home. After over twenty minutes of driving the mansion came into view. My dad really did a number on this house. But no matter how i looked at it , it was never home.

was all it took. At his word, I had the tattoo lasered off and swapped my leathers for long, conservative dresses. I am Rosalie. For five years, I hid my identity and played the porcelain doll Rocco wanted. Until the night he eliminated all his rivals and was crowned the new Don of the South. That was when he let his men bow to another woman, hailing her as their "Donna." I watched Rocco. The same hands that had just executed a traitor were now gently placing a pair of red high heels on the feet of his adoptive sister, Vivian.