101 Dalmatians Angry Novels & Stories

Frightened, Miya scrèamed, dropped all the bags of presents, and ran. She was soon surrounded by the big and unfriendly dogs, all barking at her. She was almost in tears. Seeing how scared Miya was, Xenon finally shouted at the dogs. "Tod, sit down." The leading Tibetan Mastiff sat down, and the rest followed. Miya heaved a sigh of relief. "Come over," Xenon shouted, and all the dogs went to him, wagging their tails happily. Jameson stood by the door, smoking and watching, one hand in his pocket, looking rather

A good pet knows when it's being punished. You won't even remember this tomorrow, Damon. But I will. And after I deliver your final gift, I'll be gone forever.

Right there. Liam stood at the entrance. His chest rose and fell violently. His breathing was rough. Heavy. Like a motherfucking bull that had completely lost control. His fists were tightly clenched by his sides. The veins in his neck stood out. His eyes... They were bloodshot. Filled with nothing but rage. "Liam?" I frowned, confused. "Are you lost?" He didn't answer. He just kept glaring at me. His eyes never left mine. The hatred burning inside them almost made the air around us feel heavier.

“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..

"Text Damien right now. Tell him to come over. We'll see what happens." My pulse kicked hard. Half-joking, I grabbed my phone and typed: *Come over. Now. Need you.* Sent. The reply buzzed in under a minute: *On my way.* Elliot's expression shifted—something possessive flickering there. We kept playing while we waited, dares getting bolder. He dared me to take off my bra under my tank; I did, tossing it across the room, nipples hard and visible through the thin fabric. I dared him to strip to his boxers; he stood and peeled off his shirt, jeans following, revealing the outline of his cock already thickening against the cotton.

BBAP CHAPTER 126 “Mommy, why didn’t you wake me up? I want to open my gift now,” Carden froze in his position when he saw a little boy stopped in front of Dalmi Arizona while hugging his superman toy in his arm. His almond eyes were black, thin lips, and fair-skinned. He blinked his eyes. Was he hallucinating? Seeing the child whom Dalmi called as Denver made his heart pound like a beast was punching it continuously, attempting to come out of his chest.

She has done it before and she knows very well what will happen next. When she reached her apartment the first thing she did was take a bath in hot water; the hot water sure did soothe her pain. After taking a long bath, she sits on the couch and turns on the TV and starts to order some food. All of a sudden the calling bell starts ringing nonstop. "Coming!" She yells and runs to the door. As she opens the door, she comes face to face with an angry looking Alex, who is standing there with his jaw clenched and eyebrows knitted together. She gulps down audibly while her gut twists in fear of seeing him like this. He never came to her house, unless there's something wrong. Without saying anythi

She had seen him kill men for less. Dante cleared his throat and they all faced him waiting for his decision. "I am angry at how the events of today happened and I am disappointed in you especially madame. I specifically told you in private that Camilla was to be given light chores. But instead I heard you did the exact opposite. And the rest of you, there was a provocation happening in the kitchen and instead of y'all to interfere and settle the matter, you stayed in the background twittering and laughing at your own stupidity. You are all lucky that she didn't die or have any permanent damage, otherwise you would all be dead. Do you have anything to say for yourselves?". He asked them.

I look at the slop and comply but there’s a knock on the door and the aroma of real food dances through the room. I watch as Z and A eat, laugh, and talk “Is 2010 bunkered down too?” Z asks A. A smirks and nods, “Yes, are we going to use him some this mission? It’s his first but I know he’s dying to get out. He’s a real people-pleasing mutt.” I stay quiet but I want to rip them to shreds. 2010 is just a pup. He is only 12 years old, and they brought him along to show him the ropes but so far, they have kept him caged.