101 Dalmatians Angry Novels & Stories

He turned to glare at the intruder and gritted his teeth. "Malco. Don't you dare stop me or else!" "Or else what Alexander? You'll kill me? Your own comrade? Your own brotherhood? Really, Alexander, calm down! Your outburst won't do any good in the mafia! Like you, we were all frustrated, angry at what happened! We've lost half of our forces! Instead of killing our comrade let's just kill our true enemy! There's an imprisoned person of white Wolf's Clan here! You're very welcome to kill him!"

“And they grow big. Couldn’t you get a pug, Marco? No, instead, you don’t just get one, but two fucking German Shepherds!” “They are cute, though.” “All fucking dogs can be.” He stands looking at them. “They are puppies. They will grow up and get used to you. You’re safe. Stop crying like a bitch.” Everyone laughs, and I watch Dario walk over and pick one up. “You would need at least ten. Something tells me she will get in trouble a lot more than anyone else, ever.” I nod at his words. “Arlo is strapped up. When are we dealing with him?”

Malcolm turned pale white like a ghost, we could smell the gross scent of piss and shit. “y..y..you’re. you’re Mate!” Malcolm stuttered out the words. He continued to wreak of fear. Damiens eyes turned black, fur started to sprout on his skin, his teeth elongated. Oh snap! His wolf is present and wants blood. I need to stop this! I picked myself up off of the floor and ran towards him. I laid my hands on Damiens arm, hoping to sooth him. To my shock, my mate shrugged my hand away from his arm.

After finally calming Aria Vale down, Damian didn’t give her a chance to react. Without warning, he swept her into his arms and strode down the hillside. If she kept crying like that, he was convinced she’d drown the whole mountain. Ghost—the massive Tibetan Mastiff—wobbled after them, ready to follow. But Damian let out a sharp whistle, a single commanding note that echoed through the trees. Ghost halted instantly. The enormous dog dropped to the ground with a pitiful whimper, snowy fur drooping as he hung his giant head in miserable abandonment.

she immediately complained with her puppy eyes , I was lost at word with her complaint, I did promised her to watch her favorite cartoon movie together. Panchi looks so much like Amara, her curly long hair and jet black eyes always reminds me of Amara every time I look at her, she also has her mother anger. “Papa…. I never disturb you when you are working in office, right…. then you shouldn’t allow office to disturb you when you are watching TV with me..” Panchi further said by pointing her TV remote in my direction, her face had hint of anger building up seeing which corner of my lips unknowing curled up in smile and I hastily dropped my laptop on other side and quickly pulled my cute lit

The dog sat on the threshold, raising his head, and howled. - Come on, stop it! You're not in the forest! - Anika exclaimed. - You're disturbing people's sleep. The dog looked at her with a pitiful look and raised his head again to howl. “Okay,” the girl sighed, realizing what he was trying to achieve, and let him into the house. The dog jumped into the house with a joyful look. “You’re a cunning one,” she said, narrowing her eyes, when the dog settled down on the rug in the kitchen. - Apparently, you lived in the house, right?

“Damian stood in front of him with the in his hands as he drew circles on his thigh.. Fear flashed through his eyes but it was replaced with arrogance because he felt Damian wouldn't be able to kill him because he needed answers from him but of course Damian was about to prove him wrong when he swiftly began peeling off flesh on his thigh.. The man groaned in pain but still decided to stand his ground.. Damian peeled off a large amount of flesh and showed it to him with a smile plastered on his face.. “My babies must be hungry..” By babies he meant his pit bulls, wolfdogs and Caucasian Ovcharkas..

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Goodness, fine!" I helped her stand and she brushed herself off. She glared at all the dogs before lifting her hand. "Sit!" Then, six butts hit the ground. The dogs' tails thudded against the earth and saliva dripped to the grass from panting mouths. She pointed at each one of the dogs and spoke their names, I forgot them all as soon as she spoke them. Except one. Daisy was this huge Bernese Mountain dog with thick fur and a huge loving smile. I already knew she was going to be my favorite. I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite.

she asked, turning to her best friend as he watched them with narrowed eyes. Damon counted them as they made their way into the room. He looked up at the clock, seeing that ten minutes had passed as the trickle of wolves petered off. Only half of them had shown up. He stormed over to the computer screens, tapping away as he got angrier by the second, slamming his finger down on the enter button. A predatory grin spread across his face as the alarms started screaming, announcing an attack. It didn't take long for the room to fill up. He counted them as they all poured into the room, weapons ready, fifty of them all together. He turned the alarm off as the last of them arrived.

She would be a handful, this Pet, untameable and someone who they would never tire of. ”F*ck,” said the Irishman, scrubbing a hand over his scruffy jaw,” Saint, it’s time we put the fear of the good Lord in her.” The brothers exchanged glances and smiles. Spanking the Pet, taking her roughly… The very thought made O’Grady groan in want, and he quickly turned away to hide his reaction. They turned to join Louis Delano, who was personally making the arrangements on who would go in which car. The handsome, blonde man looked their way and indicated that the brothers should travel with Claude. Louis’s grim expression seemed to say that they could help to make Claude calm down.