Dog Bl Novels & Stories

Tom, Peach, Mondo, Niko, and Blaze are large and robust dogs of Jayden Lin. They are trained guardian dogs capable of crushing the bones of an adult human. Jayden trained his dogs specifically to be hunters and used them to catch and kill a few times. Moreover, Blaze was not a recommended pet for most people because of its aggressiveness towards humans. Blaze is the result of crossbreeding between a German Shepherd and a Wolf. It is Jayden Lin's darling. The dog was rescued by Jayden when he was a pup from a street show in Hong Kong. After all, the dog subdued to Jayden only.

, the handsome stranger spoke stiffling his laugh. I like his laugh. "AMELIA HUDSON", my blue doggy came to my side and glared at me. How my doggy is so tall?? May be a hybrid? "WHAT HYBRID?? DRAKE BETTER TAKE HER HOME BEFORE I KILL HER", my blue doggy ordered the handsome stranger. "Weu..doggy ... don't order ..around..my prinwnce..", I glared at my doggy. "DRAKE", the blue doggy shouted again.

“Good, I don't have any intentions of stopping them if the need arises. Tell me their names and also which of them is the strongest?” Roland blew his whistle for the dogs to return back to him and they did in a minute. He pointed his finger to the German shepherd, “This is Red,” he pointed to one of the pitbulls. “That's Bruno and the other is Rogue Rax..” he smiled. “RR for short..” “The strongest?” Ava inquired. “That would be Red. She's agile, alert and protective while RR comes second. He has a sharp bite force. I learnt he bit someone months back and left the person's hand less useful..”

Dale asked, his voice filled with apprehension. “You’ve seen Juke’s and the others wolf. Think… very large dog. With an attitude. And a serious lack of social graces. You'll be faster, stronger, and have a sense of smell that could rival a bloodhound on a bacon-seeking mission. You might also find yourself howling at the moon. It’s a classic." "Howling?" Dale asked as he pictured himself in his pajamas, baying at the celestial orb. "But I can't even carry a tune in the shower!"

Damn, nasty Dobermans. The furball with the hairy tail started sniffing the hell out of his leg. “Go away,” Blake mumbled between his teeth. The dog just circled around him happily. “I see you met, Champ,” a man said. Brian looked up to see a couple. They appeared to be on the downhill side of middle-aged. “Yes. Um, what kind of dog is he?” he asked as the dog kept circling him as he looked up at him.” “A Golden Retriever,” the woman answered.

I asked as I looked at the brown dog. Lupa giggled as the brown dog looked at me with what I swore was disgust. Hey, it's not my fault that doodles have become a fad. "A Chesapeake Bay Retriever. They're a hunting dog similar to a lab, but cooler. So, where'd you find him?" Damian answered my question and repeated his own.

I cursed under my breath. Slowly, the dog peered around all over the edge of the room and noticed me. It was an American boxer, and his muzzle was bright crimson from recent bloodshed. As I stood there observing, he moistened his chops and clenched his fangs in a ferocious screech. I strengthened my hold on the baseball bat as the calves in his legs scrunched up. Oh, my goodness.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Now, I just had to wait for the right moment. "What do you think, Bumina?" I ask my dog. A Border Collie with black fur, some white streaks, and she tilts her head to the side, letting out a low and sharp squeak. "Do you think she'll like it?" Okay, I sound like an idiot asking an irrational animal about my gala attire. However, Bumina is a temperamental girl and my companion since I left my parents' house to venture into the life of a single adult. So yes, we ended up creating a kind of true and close relationship. One bark is a pretty round no, and two barks... Bumina lets out two barks, and that makes me smile. Did you understand what I meant? I turn to face the mirror and gaze at my pet

‘They smell like witches and rogues,’ Blaise said and caught that decaying smell mixed with the sickly sweet stench of black magic witches. ‘Alert the Zetas,’ I said to him. ‘Not yet, I want to see what we’re up against,’ he said. ‘You mean you want to show off again,’ I said to him. ‘Please, human, I don’t have to show off when I’m naturally awesome,’ he said and I laughed. ‘Says the dog who wags his tail to get some ear scratches,’ I said. ‘Says the guy who wakes up with a boner every morning,’ Blaise said.