Black Dog Urban Legend Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Oh won't you move a bit so she doesn't think you are as useless as you pretend your nature is. Oh, I do wish that he would be somewhat of interest right now to display that he is my perfect experiment. Ms. Spitz, this is my prized bull, I gave him the nickname: mirage because that's what he is. He doesn't look thirty six does he? He was a disabled veteran when he was surrendered to us. He was special services. A fantastic five foot eleven inches and solid three hundred pounds. I love he looks like there is nothing going on in his space. But, do not be decieved, it is anything but." I had been standing in Dr. Dawson's shadow and I could tell that the specimen was somethin that made m

Lola spat in his face, but he just laughed and wiped it off, “I like my women feisty so please keep fighting. It will only get me more determined to wreck that tight cunt of yours.” A shiver of fear went through Lola her spine when he untied his pants and took out his swollen cock. He grabbed her hair with one hand and put his pistol against her head with his other hand. “Open your mouth you filthy slut,” he commanded. Lola had just decided that she would bite off his cock and die with a bullet in her head when she saw a group of black wolves approach. Lola started smiling wickedly and the hunters quickly grabbed their guns and stood in a circle. Lola knew from Deborah her lessons that the B

It was a warning to other wolves that you were not part of the pack. Wolves exiled due to a crime usually ended up on the Blacklist. It was a registry where all packs in the country could check if a Rogue trespassing on their territory was dangerous or not. Blacklisted Rogues usually ended up killed if they ever set foot in wolf territory ever again. The chances of ever joining another pack were close to zero. The last alternative for a very serious crime was execution. It was really rare though so I would probably not be executed for this. At least, I hoped so.

Suddenly, Lucian slammed on the brakes. “Where the hell did he come from?” Lucian bellowed out loud as his heart pounded painfully in his chest. Standing in the road, in all his glory, stood a big black dog. Lucian shook his head, that was no dog, that was a wolf. He never imagined they came so huge. Once, when he was in his early twentys, his date wanted to go to the zoo. When they came to the wolf cage, he thought how sad the ragged wolves looked. None of them were as huge or well groomed as this one. He looked like a family pet. Lucian would have hated to hit one so majestic. The wolf looked back at him and seemed to grin. Lucian shook his head, now his imagination was taking flights of f

A lightning bolt slashed through the sky, and finally, rain started to pour heavily from the sky. Just at this time, the big black dog chained at the door began to bark. Max did not even bother about it. He just thought that the dog did not want to get wet. The big black dog had been a little grumpy lately, so Max planned to let it get wet to teach it a lesson. However, Max was not aware that this big black dog was barking not because of the rain but because it saw something horrendous approaching them from somewhere outside the mountain village. It was a bunch of people that looked like ferocious demons. They were dressed up in flamboyant clothes. They walked with a sway as if they were dan

Hearing that, Felix slowly got to his feet. "In that case, I won't hold back, either," he said. Black Dog smirked and unleashed his energy again, bearing down on Felix just like in the alley earlier. However, Felix stood there, completely unaffected this time, as if nothing had happened. "You're merely a Pulse Realm martial artist. What makes you think you can act recklessly?" What? The moment Black Dog's eyes met Felix's gaze, an overwhelming pressure crashed down on him. It was something he had never experienced in his entire life. His heart stopped instantly. Mouth agape, frozen in terror and disbelief, he collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

"What kind of dreams?" Sarah blushed. "Well, some of them have just been about wolves running around in a meadow. But the last few days they've been about one black wolf in particular." She blushed even more now. "I guess that's why I'm not really that surprised to hear about Werewolves. In one of the dreams I was a black wolf too." A black wolf? Paul was gray. Karen had noticed most of the wolves in the pack were black, a few blond, and just Carr and Cole were the Chocolate brown. Could she be dreaming about James? Karen turned when she heard voices outside the door.

My Alpha brother's Omega assistant had always wanted to be Luna. She didn’t know my identity and she mistook me as a rival trying to steal her place. She framed me for theft and tortured me without mercy. As I lay dying, my dog Rex, the Siberian war dog who had fought beside my brother and earned the highest military honors—who sacrificed his life to protect me. Today was supposed to be the day my brother returned from the battlefield to meet with the Alpha King and the Council elders. But all I could think about was my childhood companion—Rex, a Siberian war dog who had been our most loyal friend when my brother and I were children.

" What the hell is it?" She gasps and starts running towards the exit. But her attention goes to the dog, black as darkness, like a blackhole, Its eyes are golden. She can't help but feel bad to leave it alone after it starts fighting. " Is it a dog? Vampire type of dog?" She wonders while peeking through the bush. But she pauses when the dog is done fighting. All the bats disappear in the bush. But the dog falls on its knees, as it's bleeding profusely.

“I stood up and took a step back. The dog oozed the stench of an old bin bag full of rotten food, and that horrible choke-inducing smell you get when people burn sticks in their gardens. I retched and swallowed a bit of vomit, not wanting to throw up into the pit and onto the thing. It gave me that feeling you get when something gets into your chest. Know what I mean? As though if I had a soul it was trying to break out of my body to run away. “The dog had these bony legs, like they’d been squeezed, and the muscles just hung off it. The nails on its paws were broken too. But what hit me the most was how expressionless it was. There was something off, like it wasn’t real.” I choke up. I’ve ne