Bl3 Road Dog Novels & Stories

The room got quieter in the specific way it did when everyone in it knew something and nobody wanted to be the first to say it. "Level 5 Inquisitor," Garrett said. "Yes." Marcus swiped to the next frame. The image was grainy, night-vision footage, but clear enough. There was a figure moving ahead of the lead vehicle. Not walking alongside it—moving in front, on all fours, loose and low to the ground, nose tracking the air. "And that—" "That's a Blood-Hound," Xander said. It wasn't a question. The Blood-Hound stopped at the edge of the road and lifted its head. Even through the camera, even through the static and distance, you could see the moment it caught something.

Brian pointed down the dark north road. A man was moving towards them with deliberate and business like steps. He wore a black coat that trailed around his ankles and a hat that covered his face. The whole look was very much from the twenties or thirties. The closer he came, the stronger the smell of sulfur grew. A large, lanky, black and white dog trailed his steps. The man walked up to the four boys, observing them through narrowed eyes. He washeavyset, skin as dark as the night sky, and his eyes glinted red when he tipped his hat back to see them.

the driver said as he slowed the van. “Tell me,” Joshua called out. “Beasts,” he said, nervously. “There’s about a dozen of them blocking the road. By now, my eyes were focused enough for me to see through the small window in the side of the van that we were on a country road.

Theo asked Yohan for this favour. His men were always trustworthy even whatever jobs he gave them. There were Yohan, Jin, Nicholas, James, Oswald and Noah. Seven men with troubled pasts come together to form a bond and always had each other’s backs throughout the time they were together. Even if Theo was involved in the Mafia, he never regarded them as simply his alliances, they were his closest friends and would do anything to fight back if anyone harmed them. They were an inseparable family. They all met each other through Theo anyway and they were all proven reliable in all aspects so it wasn’t possible that even one of them would out Theo just like that. If they would, they really had so

The teasing and bullying were minimalised this way, but the mental abuse remained. Alex had gone night hunting and decided to let me retire early instead of waiting for him to return. I was glad because I would get some good sleep. On my way back to my room, I was accosted by some wolves. "Rogue," one of them called out, approaching me. I stepped back. There was no use running away from them because I knew they would catch up with me. I remained silent and kept my eyes to the ground, praying to the moon goddesses that they would get bored and walk away. Unfortunately for me, they came closer.

" Look as a gesture of my apology I am giving you a chance to face me squarely at a location where we will not be interrupted. What do you say? " Shelby eyed the black guy, her look searching for clues that he was trying to pull a fast one on her but she came away with only cold amusement on his face nothing else. The guy looked cocksure of his ability to defeat her and that is going to be his downfall as she doesn't plan on losing this fight. She nodded silently at him. A thrilling expression appeared on Blade's face. " Follow me, " he said and turned towards his bike. A red sleek beautiful Red Yahama YZF- R6.

She approached us, wearing white clothes, hair opened, and one eye was bleeding. The familiar black cat was behind her. "AGHHH! G HMMMM!" She screamed in a demonic sound. Low pitched and cracking every time she yelled. I got chills down my spine when she was in front of me. So, she was Lisa Dorling. When she gasped, I could feel my breath halted. She glared at us and left from there. "Appreciate that you were in this jail. Otherwise, you were dead." I was starting to get suspicious. What was all this happening? Anxious, unsettled, I was losing hope.

Me: kk. I left my phone on the couch and went upstairs too change, I put on my favorite comfy, grey sweatpants then a plain black long-sleeve body suit with black crocs to match. I pulled my hair back into a sock bun as I walked to my brother's room. I knocked on the door, "Hey, can you give me a ride?" "Ask Blake." he yelled back. "If I wanted to, I would've." I grumbled. I got no response and pressed my ear against the door, I heard the tapping of the keyboard on his phone, "Can you just take me? It's not even that far."

“Nope, but I’m aiming for it. I’m still only Seasoned rank.” “Eh, no way! With how strong you are, you should be Legendary!” “Well, I haven't raked up enough points yet. I’ll get there though.” “It won’t be long then. Oh, Lord Dragunov, look!” Amari crouched down and inspected the ground. “There’s some kind of track here. Looks like wolves. A lot of them too.” “How many specifically?” Matthew asked just to know how good she was since he already knew the number.

“No dog is that big.” The man leaned forward, lowering his voice even though she heard every word. “There were three of them. Huge things. Bigger than horses.” Zeke’s gaze sharpened. She went still. “Where?” one of the other men asked. “Old forestry road, north of here. Near that abandoned turn-off.” Her fingers tightened around the edge of the table. Pain flashed behind her eyes. And then the images came again. Rain. Mud. Blood. Her father’s hand reaching for her from the side of the road.