Courage The Cowardly Dog Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It killed me to consider this, but it was my duty as her mate to keep her safe. I couldn't bring myself to look at her. Instead, I tossed over the keys to my Capri as a big fucking hint to get gone. The rage consumed me. Something I didn't want her to see, but she was going to anyway. "Why should I fight you when I could just shoot you in the head and take the broad with me?" Claw threatened, aiming his gun at my forehead. "Because there's no room in the pack for a coward, that's why," a rogue dog piped up. "Call it your initiation party."

I trotted towards him in a blink of an eye and I thrust my left arm into his chest, grabbing his heart. He coughed out blood, his eyes reverted back to normal, his canines and claws retracted too. The courage he once had vanished, he reeked of nothing but fear. I grinned devilishly. “Please…” He stammered, his eyes twitching as if they were going to fail him soon. “Oh? Wouldn’t you rather die than run?” I mocked, his lips parted but not a word escaped his mouth. “What a coward.” I heaved a light sigh. I pulled my hand away and immediately smacked him unconscious. I stared at the wound in his chest, it was going to take him at least a few hours before the hole closes up. By that time, everyth

Cory cowered too, but he kept his legs straight. “Are you the Rogue’s Alpha?” he asked again, trying to move a step forward to show what a fearless king he actually was. Right at the same moment, the huge black wolf moved too. He charged directly towards Cory as if he was going to trample him to a puddle of meat mud ruthlessly. Cory panicked. He fell down on his knees and covered his head with his paws out of instinct. But the wolf just leaped across his head and hurled himself into those armed warriors behind him-they were running and escaping like a herd of frightened sheep.

He was never one to regret his choices. I was sprawled against the ground as I clung to memories, trying to dull the pain that coursed through my body. The Cane Corso tore another chunk of flesh from my leg, gnawing on it like a prize. I no longer fought back. Eventually, even Luna seemed to grow bored. Just as the dog prepared to strike again, something changed. In the blink of an eye, it dropped to the floor, as meek as a lamb, frozen in place like it had seen a ghost.

Her hand shook as she reached out and gently touched its neck. The dog did not snap or growl, and Jovie's fear ebbed away. She stroked its head, whispering words of comfort. "Big doggy, did the bad people take you too? Don't worry, my daddy will come for us soon. He's like a superhero, super strong. He'll beat up the bad guys and get us out of here..."

Its large body tensed rigidly, replaced by a startled snort as Nichole's tear-soaked face, reeking of cheap beer, buried itself into the thick fur of its neck. "You must be cold, huh? Me too..." Nichole babbled while affectionately petting the beast's head and ears. Its fur was very warm, and its scent was truly soothing. "Come home with me. From now on, we'll take care of each other. My bastard of an ex can't protect me, you know? So you'll keep me company instead." Nichole let go of her embrace, then grabbed the beast's scruff and tried to pull it up. "Come on, doggy, stand up."

Cerridwen used everything she could, her long powerful hind legs propelled her up walls and over obstacles, as she spun and twisted striking the foaming-mouthed beast at every opportunity. As he lumbered toward her to pin her to the wall she hunkered down on her belly and slid underneath him using her extended canines to score a deep cut along his soft underbelly before sinking her razor-sharp teeth into his heavily engorged cock. Cerberus howled in agony and managed to kick her off sending her scudding into one of the moss-covered walls with a loud thud. The watching prisoners grimaced in fear, up until that point they had started to believe she could beat the devil's hound but they feared

Turning to Xander, I clung to his body, seeking comfort and protection. “I don’t want to die like this,” I whispered, my voice trembling with fear. His embrace tightened around me, and the memory of our past moments of love flooded our hearts. “I’m sorry,” the owner of the dog apologized, swiftly grabbing their pet by the collar. “It’s okay,” Xander replied calmly, his composure unwavering. “What do you mean, okay? What if your dog has bitten me?” The woman, dressed in a short jogging outfit, avoided my gaze and looked toward Xander. A smile formed on her face as she passed by. Xander’s eyes followed her momentarily before refocusing on me.

Just when Cyrus noticed her opening her eyes he threw his last card. He loosened the dog’s chain making the dog comply with his unsaid orders. The dog with full speed plodded towards her earning another throat-ripping scream from her as she again shut her eyes. The dog snarled, barked, and grunted while coming closer to her letting her taste the fear till it takes the place of the bravery she has stuffed in her veins. Her head started lightening up and all she knew was murmuring again and again in fear. “Please stop please I beg you stop. Please.” She kept on mumbling those words and Cyrus’s ears were sharp enough to hear her.

Yet he was unable to break free before she clawed him twice. “Last chance!” Dora barked, letting go of the wobbly wolf. Struggling to remain upright, he reared to the ring’s ropes. “I won’t yield. This fight will go on forever until you yield, because you are too big of a coward to kill me!” Aaron screamed. “You know you aren’t being a coward,” Dora said, and I sighed in my mind. “I do. I feel like a damn superhero to be brave and controlled enough not to send his tail back to the sixth and worst pit of Hell!” I didn’t fall for his crap.