A Dogs Journey Novels & Stories

A Dog’s Tale I remember being born, that may seem a strange concept to humans but it isn’t really for Dogs. I remember being snuggled and warm then suddenly being pushed out into a very bright light. It wasn’t pleasant, and I was afraid but then a warm wet tongue began to clean me and a soft voice spoke welcoming me to this strange bright world and pushing me to a teat full of her delicious milk. Everything was blurry and muffled but I felt safe listening to the steady beat of my Mother’s heart through her soft flank. Those first few days were strange, I did very little except eat and sleep but I was aware of ‘something.’ I did not know what it was but I knew it was waiting for me.

As he wiped his lips with the back of his hand, his gaze fell upon a furry figure bounding towards him. Goldie, his loyal canine companion, greeted him with unbridled enthusiasm. The wagging tail and joyful bark painted a vivid picture of canine delight. Joseph chuckled, bending down to pet Goldie's soft fur. Their playful exchange echoed through the silent corridors of the house, a symphony of companionship. "Have you eaten, Goldie?" Joseph inquired, looking into the expressive eyes of his furry friend. Goldie, ever the expressive communicator, responded with another enthusiastic bark, as if confirming his satisfaction. The bond between man and dog, a timeless connection, thrived in these s

She didn't know where to go anymore. Jonea dragged her suitcase back. Suddenly her steps stopped. There was a black card that she kept in her briefcase. "Key card to VIP dormitory!" muttered Jonea. "But, I don't want to use it yet. No, no…." The girl was limping. She heard a dog barking faintly. Jonea was stunned. She had never heard of dogs at school. Out of curiosity, Jonea slowly looked for the source of the sound. She totes her suitcase so as not to make a sound. With great difficulty, she approached the source of the dogs barking.

Just … nice. “Perfect,” Kiara says. “See you later, bitch.” And with a final wave, she’s gone — undoubtedly toward multiple orgasms and zero emotional consequences. Lucky cow. “Jesse’s waiting in the café,” Noah says as we start walking. “I was actually coming to get D-boy.” “D-boy?” I blink. He bursts out laughing and points over my shoulder. Alejandro is heading toward us, his black Doberman pup, Jinx, glued to his side like a shadow. During class, the trainers’ dogs stay obediently parked on one side of the pen, judging us all.

“Hooked nothing but weed and an old towel.” Kim’s pulse ticked at the ordinary detail; it grounded him in the right place, the right night. “I packed up, headed for Mascot,” he went on. “Then… I think I hit something. An animal.” Kim’s voice stayed even. “What kind of animal?” A picture swam up, blurry but bright. “A dog,” he said slowly. “A large, white dog.” Kim’s face tightened—too quick to hide. Leslie saw it. “What is it, Kim?”

“Since I’m officially the most blessed girl in the world today, I guess it’s your lucky day, too,” I told the dogs as they trotted along beside me. Their tails were waving like slow-motion flags, and they kept pace with me perfectly, weaving through the Saturday crowd as if they had a GPS set on my heels. It was bizarre, they didn't sniff at trash cans or bark at pigeons. They just stayed close, their ears perked as if they were listening to my heartbeat.

Christmas carols echoed from the banquet hall, but their melodies couldn't pass through the stone walls of the detention center. I was curled up in a corner of the silver cage. My diamond-studded dress that cost millions of dollars was torn up, and the burns on my skin that were caused by silver weapons were throbbing lightly. Three hours ago, I was still at the Silvermane pack's Christmas ball. Damien Londo, the strongest Alpha in the world, and the wolf whom I had loved for five years, dragged me out of the banquet hall in front of all the other wolves as if I were nothing but trash. He then threw me into the detention center.

And he was going to bring her home. The dogs moved faster. Their noses swept the ground in quick, frantic patterns. One lifted its head and let out a long, deep bay that rolled through the pines. The other answered. They veered left onto a narrow game trail that sloped downhill. Killian followed without breaking stride. His jaw stayed locked. His hands stayed loose. Inside, anticipation and rage twisted together until they felt like the same thing.

They embarked on a journey to spread their message of love and unity to other packs in distant lands, carrying with them the stories of transformation and hope that had unfolded in their own meadow. Traveling through vast forests and treacherous mountains, Sable and Jericho encountered packs that were still deeply divided by fear and prejudice. They listened to the tales of pain and suffering, witnessing hearts burdened by ancient grudges and rivalries. But they refused to lose hope, for they knew the transformative power of love.

The dog's big furs swam in the air and indeed it was the giant dog. Jeevika wasn't a fan of dogs especially not of such giant and furious dogs. The way the dog barked and flashed his long fangs at her while running to her, she heard her heart pounding like a rollercoaster out of horror. Her whole life was flashed before her eyes before she decided to run away from him. " Ahh! " Jeevika screamed like a mad woman as she struggled to walk out of the heavy snow. However, the dog seemed to be experienced therefore, he didn't get stuck in the snow like Jeevika. She had seen the dogs in the backyard of the house sometimes but never was introduced to them, that's why she was still a stranger to them