Animaniacs Runt Novels & Stories

she whispered. I laughed, "You look like you need a rest, baby doll." "I look like I want to leave this place and never come back." Her eyes flew open. "Oh, my God!" She whimpered, suddenly grabbing hold of my erect cock when the first beat of "I'M AN ALBATRAOZ" came up. I paused it, watching her whimper, then looked at my joggers and up at my face before she whispered, "What the hell was that?"

"I’ll kill you and Cassius both." Malakai laughed, a sharp, humorless sound. He stopped in the center of the hall, right in front of the King and the five Sires. "Hear that? The little prince still thinks he has teeth. Let’s see if he can bark for his supper." He dropped a piece of raw meat onto the floor. It landed with a wet thud. My stomach cramped, a hollow, aching void after five days of nothing but water. I hated myself for the way my body betrayed me, the way my eyes locked onto the food before I could stop them.

“He’s my boyfriend. We’ve been together for a year.” “Did you ever have a dog before you got with Kevin?” “Yes,” she said as she got excited, almost like a kid talking to her. “He’s a good dog. He’s a golden retriever and he always jumps on me when I come home.” “How old are you, Tabitha?” “Whose Tabitha?” “You are,” Ellen said as she leaned forward, her interest perked. “No. My name’s Renee and I’m nine.” “Nice to meet you, Renee. Can you tell me what your parents look like?” Ellen asked.

He stood, his gaze piercing and dark. He began to pace the floor, his energy barely contained. "And while we're at it," he continued, his voice turning into a low, guttural rumble, "we will need more sluts for the pack. We will find the most beautiful, the most obedient ones. Any breed them like rabbits, we will fill our kennels with sweet little things." Damon nodded, his excitement matching his Alpha's. He knew his leader, he knew that Zach was not to be crossed, and he also knew that if the beautiful runaway was indeed present at the ball, then there would be blood.

the guy chuckled. Anika stared at him, realizing that she had not dreamed anything this morning. It was the same blue-eyed guy who had been driven out of the doorway by a mop, after which he turned into a large dog, which she had just let into the house. And now he was sitting at her table and finishing the food on his plate.

"Alpha Rowan, you must understand," my father was saying urgently as the physical feedback loop in my skull settled enough for my tracking senses to function. "Acacik can display a highly independent streak when his territorial instincts are pushed, but I assure you that you need not record any juvenile rebellion—"

Even now, with the empire’s weight on their shoulders, these moments grounded them. The door burst open with theatrical flair. Romnick stormed in, arms laden with bottles and an absurdly oversized teddy bear that dwarfed his frame. “Uncle Romnick, reporting for diaper duty! Who’s first? I’ve got the skills—wipes, powders, the whole arsenal!” His grin was infectious, cutting through the fatigue.

His private investigator, Donald, walked in, his steps resolute. After handing a file to him, he said, “Here are the details I could get about the doctor's son.” Antonio took the file from him, his gray eyes scanning through the content, taking in every detail, every line, every sentence and every single word. Donald cleared his throat and broke through the silence. “The doctor's son's name is Marco. Marco Rossi. He's twenty two. An intern, and a medical aspirant. He's 5’10. with Olive skin.”

I said, handing her the chart. “Bout damn time,” Zoe huffed. I immediately tensed up when our 10:30 came in. Our patient’s owner was a good-looking guy around Zoe’s age, possibly a little older, and from what I’ve seen, he was her type. If you looked up ‘frat boy’ in the dictionary, his face would be splayed on the page. He was checking her out, and I found it harder and harder to control my jealousy. “Good morning. My name is Zoe, and I’ll be examining Titus today,” Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears.

Dominic said and stood up. "I'm sorry this is not like the Alpha meeting we should have. But one thing you should know. My daughter there in your dungeon is dying because of your decision." He said and walked over to Brian's mate I recognize as Summer. What kind of name is that? First Autumn, then Summer? Well, at least they named this guy Luke, not Winter.