Angry Pomeranian Novels & Stories

Agad itong pumasok sa store at agad nitong nilapitan ang aso na may kaliitan at sobrang mabalahibo na kulay white and black. "Prinses, slow down," paalala niya sa kapatid. "Huwag mo'ng hawakan at baka makagat ka," saway niya habang pinipigilan ang kamay nito na hahaplos sa aso na may breed. "Hello, Ma'am, Sir. Welcome to the Pomeranian Dog Store. Ma'am, okay lang ho na haplusin ng kapatid niyo ang Pomsky Dog ko, mababait ho ang aso namin dito at hindi nangangagat."

, I asked my wolf, though I was almost certain I knew the answer myself. "Mate! He is our mate!", Amara howled with pride as she sprinted around excitedly. As I turned my attention back towards our mystery mate, I hadn't noticed just how close he had gotten. I had to tilt my head back just to look into his face. His once hard to read eyes were now very clearly showing one emotion, anger. I began to feel sick, had I done something to offend him? Did he find me repulsive? Amara started to whine and curled up into a defensive ball, she too felt the sickening pit of anxiety settle within her. I could feel the heat from his body reaching towards me in waves, his fists clenched at his side as he e

The possessive gesture sent unwanted shivers through me. Then he captured my mouth in a forceful kiss that stole my breath. His wolf was asserting dominance, claiming what he considered his property. My heart hammered against my ribs despite my anger. When he pulled back, his eyes were blazing with territorial fury. "Are his kissing skills better than mine?" he demanded, his voice rough with barely controlled emotion. The sheer arrogance in his voice snapped something inside me. My hand flew across his face in a sharp slap that echoed through the RV. Amy, my wolf, growled under my skin. The sound rumbled in my chest as I glared at him with pure rage.

Jeez, what is wrong with me? I pressed the heel of my palm against my cock in order to calm my raging hard-on. Add not being able to get laid to my list of problems now. I looked up from the TV I was watching when the little ball of anger walked into the living room a few minutes later, and he had on a pink top this time with a beanie and another pair of baggy jeans. I tried not to give another snide remark on his appearance just to ruffle his feathers. I would say he's actually cute when he's angry or trying to hide his anger.

I know I was acting like a savage man but my anger overwhelmed me at the moment. While I removed my pants, I saw Adamantem, jumped down from the bed, trying to escape. In two big strides, I caught her waist and lifted her. I threw her again on the bed and then pinned her two hands, up on her head. “Don’t you dare fight with me Adamantem! You deserve to be treated like this. Goddammit, you are trying to be a whore with someone else!” I shouted at her. I could not control my anger, even my wolf, was in madness too.

Immediately, the puppy barks and tries to jump at Damon, "Can you stop being an asshole for like, five minutes? She just came back, you’re going to scare her away!" "What the fuck did I do? I was just being playful with the fucking dog," Damon says, but I've never seen him be playful with an animal, so I doubt that very much. I'm sure he actually wanted to kick it for perverse reasons, "Whatever, let's go eat..."

After a few minutes of listening to them speak about how powerful and dangerous she was, and the steps they need to take to reduce the possibility of casualties, I couldn’t take anymore. I pushed my chair back so hard that it toppled over as I stood up. I narrowed my eyes at Gunner before stomping out and slamming the door behind me. I stood on the other side of the door for a moment. My breath was coming out in short harsh bursts as my anger rolled through me. I need answers, and there is only one person that can give me those. I stormed through the house and out on the patio. My anger hadn’t dissipated in the slightest. If anything, it increased tenfold. I could feel my bones starting to t

AURORA’S POV. I felt my body vibrating from the anger that had built inside me. I was pissed and angry that he would call me names. That he would jump to conclusions this way. I could take everything but not be called names like this. “I’m not a slut, and he is gay!” I yelled in a loud voice. Anger surged through me. I felt my body vibrating so hard. My blood was boiling. My hair was standing. I felt my claws threatening to come out. The hairs on my body were getting much. I felt pains all over my body. It happened so fast that I didn’t even know it could. My anger had triggered that much in me. Jax’s jaws dropped. He closed the gap between us. His face inches away from mine. “Not only are y

She looked up at Valerie who was staring with wide eyes and gave a little huff, sitting on her haunches and looking none too happy about everything. A tiny little teacup sized poodle with dark fur, beady eyes, and the angriest expression to ever be had on a dog. "You're tiny," breathed Valerie in awe, covering her mouth and looking ready to squeal until Jamie snarled at her. "Holy crap, you're still terrifying. Jesus." It took Valerie a moment to calm down, fanning herself with her hands, but Jamie was sure her furious glare helped. "So, can't transform back?" she asked, Jamie shaking her head. "Yeah, didn't think so. Looks like we'll have to wait it out. Man, should've brought a book."

“Here’s your killer, Chief. Look at this fucker! Goddamn monster!” He jangled the dog’s body at us as he talked. It looked like a German Shepherd. Maybe a mix with something else. It was big but still had to be a quarter of the size of what I’d seen by the Skoger place. “Caught this fucker out behind the Pamida. Bill Crenshaw’s wife said she’d seen it up round the high school last couple days with a mangy look. Sonofabitch must’ve been rabid and gone after poor ole Pete.”