Bl3 Road Dog Novels & Stories

Around them, rolling green hills stretched endlessly, soft and luminous under the golden afternoon light. For the first time in days, Serena’s mood felt lighter. She crouched down to unclip Blizzard’s leash, letting the massive white dog bound freely over the open meadow. Raphael, walking beside her, watched with admiration. “Where did you get this dog?” “Alexander gave him to me,” Serena replied casually. Raphael’s expression shifted instantly, his tone colored with envy. “Alexander treats you well. I’ve never even seen this breed before.” Serena smiled, surprised herself. Raphael had grown up surrounded by rare and expensive dogs at the Vanderbilt estate, yet even he didn’t recognize this

The heavy blast doors of the garage ground open, letting in a swirl of blinding white snow. Ashren punched the accelerator, and we shot out into the dark. … The Ghost Road wasn't on any official map. It was an old smuggler's route that bypassed the main highways, cutting through the jagged, frozen ravines of the deep tundra. For the first six hours, the silence in the rover's cabin was absolute, save for the hum of the engine and the howling wind outside. I sat in the passenger seat, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. The rover’s heater was blasting at maximum capacity, making Valen sweat in the backseat. But my breath was still pluming in the air like white smoke.

This will not be an easy fight, but we have to hold off as long as possible. Blair takes flight and flies over them, getting Ghost's attention just like she hoped she would. While Blair is busy taking blasts from Ghosts and breathing fire at him like a fucking dragon, I face off with Liam and Sage. Liam is a large brown wolf with some hints of black in his fur. Meanwhile, Sage is a small to medium red wolf with hints of brown in her fur. Sasha is bigger than both, but size doesn’t always matter with our kind.

He watched as Alas stop from pressing keys on the laptop after he said that. Then, a little sound came from the laptop. Alas said, “Ace, I send the location of Blanche to her organization.” “Arf! Arf!” a continuous bark of Dog cut them from giving death stares at each other. Dog went to Ace and bit the hem of his shirt, as if wanting him to come and follow. “What’s wrong with you Dog?” It was Alas who first stood up and left the room, Ace followed next, and what they saw next made them stare in awe.

The endless blaring of car horns from rush hour rang in my ears. My father, Michael Stern, was already unconscious, laying in the lap of my mother, Edith Christian. We were stuck at an intersection. Outside the car window, my husband's colleague, Francis Light, in a police uniform, was looking at me icily. He said, "Everyone is stuck here. If I were to clear a path just for you, others would call it a misuse of power. Daphne, are you just trying to get me in trouble?"

Logan jumps up, going to his closet to find a blindfold, while Rilee and I lay out the DVDs on the floor and wait for the boys. Zach is playing with Buck, Logan's dog. He's a Pomeranian. Buck is tiny and so fluffy. Even though I'm more of a cat person, I still have a special spot for dogs. "Here you go," Logan hands me the blindfold. "Liiza's starting!" Rilee pipes up, grabbing the blindfold from my hands and telling Logan to shuffle up the DVDs. Rilee goes behind me and ties the fabric over my eyes. It all goes dark.

Just when I attempted to climb off the chair, the TV news reached my ears, halting me between my actions, " The Silver Wolf Pack has attained new land in Australia. Undoubtedly, they are the next leading pack of the current world. No one was harmed in this mission of theirs last night except their Beta, Blaze who is under medical supervision. Reports stated that he is severely injured from all those fighting."

I wonder if he's going to pout all day. Maddy and I stay on the tailgate of the truck listening to the radio and eating our snacks when a sweet small stray dog comes running up. He reminds me of the dog that played Benji from childhood movies. Same golden brown wiry-looking hair. The only difference is this dog was missing one of his front legs. We feed him some chips and water. Maddy and I started calling him Tripod and decided we were taking him home today. We spent the next couple of hours playing with him in the bed of the truck while they finished the walls. Before we knew it, the guys were back and ready to go pick up the food. I laid a towel off to the side of the driveway for Tripod

Quite bumpy, but it wasn't what my hard tires couldn't handle. Driving at high speed to dodge nightfall, I saw what looked like a huge black dug coming from the opposite bush into the centre of the road. The eyes glowed white from the impact of my headlights shining into its eyes. It was a strange dog if that was a dog. It turned its black head in the direction of my headlights. Stopping in the middle of the road, I pressed my feet on the brake in sight of this mystified animal. It stood pinned to the ground in the center of the road, and that spiked my curiosity. I'm not quite an animal lover, but I was willing to give this one a look; maybe it needed help or something. I turned off my engi

I gave her stuffed bee and the little one’s bear over to the Blue Moon pack so they could imprint their scents. In all this fucked up shit though, there is one silver lining. The dog, Max, is recovering well. Between River’s blood and the pack healers, the animal made it through the night. His will to live is strong. He barely made a sound the whole ride here, even with the bumps of the road, the pain of his broken bones knitting back together. I gave him morphine to help with the journey and water from a sponge. The pack healer Lily says the dog is going to pull through. I’m glad the girls will be reunited with their pet when we find them. River takes a liking to the dog and spends lots of