Dog Bl Novels & Stories

“Huh, Blue? Should I return home or spend the night here?” “You’ve never answered me no matter how many times I ask,” Carol scrunched her nose. “Why do you keep on calling him Blue? That’s such an unusual pet name.” “I know right,” Seb smirked. “I wonder why myself.” “Stop talking,” Alex quickly rose to his feet. “Aren’t you sleepy?” “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the night here,” Seb joined Alex on his feet. “Good night, Carol. You too, Lucas. Go puke all you want.”

alpha Rowan explains to all of us. "Any questions?" Alpha Aiden asks and none of us had any. "Great, I'll leave it to you beta," alpha Aiden says holding alpha Rowan's hand leaving us alone in the room with our beta. "Yesterday you all did a great step in your life, you shifted for the first time, we have two grey wolves and an adorable white one," he says not specifying which one of us is which color. All of my family is dark furred wolf, I don't think I'll be the white one, we take after our parents and mine are black and brown.

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.

His massive body slammed into the Phydaron wolf with tremendous force, sending it tumbling to the ground. The Phydaron wolf quickly regained its footing and lunged again, forcing Bogy to step back. Its paws dug deep into the ground, claws gripping the earth. Bogy growled; his gaze locked with the fierce eyes of the Phydaron wolf. Bogy recognized the Phydaron wolf. The wolf's vicious glare was not unfamiliar to him. Kobe.

he smiled as he continued. “Brite is the friendly one with a ready smile and a laugh. Terni was the baby of the group while Dyllen is the snarling alpha and strict and so uptight.” Dyllen snorted but looked a little rueful at the description. Skye leaned forward in his saddle, petting his horse’s neck as he did so, and looked at the alpha with a raised brow, daring him to refute it. “You know you deserved that,” Linus commented idly, looking between them while holding back a laugh.

Do you have one for Lucas? There were a couple of options back that weren't my thing, but what Dempsey was looking for. -Yeah. The manager says it's a mix between a German Shepherd and a Rottweiler ,” he commented when we heard the manager's footsteps bringing the dog. Bradley took the leash and fearlessly ran my fingers behind his ear, earning a couple of licks from the animal.

And then, the moment—Theo stepping in, yanking Henry back, and Helena barely able to stand straight. Dean’s eyes widened slightly. He reached for his mouse, replaying the moment frame by frame. “This was taken from the club?” he asked. “Yes,” Tessy said. “Before Helena collapsed. Before the blackout.” Dean leaned back in his chair. “And this wasn’t tampered with?” “It’s straight from the bar’s security,” Greg replied. “Theo recovered it.” Helena added quietly, “Bianca's trying to destroy me. And Henry—he’s not just obsessed. He’s dangerous.”

The memory of yellow eyes in the forest, the way he’d stepped aside. “I don’t know.” Ronan studied me. “Rogues don’t spare unknown wolves. Especially not untrained ones.” “He said… they would kill me for breathing.” Ronan went still. “That’s a Council phrase,” he said quietly. My stomach dropped. “So they already knew about me.” “Yes.” “How?” His gaze flicked away for the first time. “There are records. Bloodlines. Scents that don’t disappear.” “Like mine.” “Like yours.”

"We do this together. I am totally done hiding while good people die to protect me." Before Kael could even try to stop me, a growl echoed from the very other side of our boxcar. A massive hound bounded out of the thick fog. It did not look like a normal dog at all. The skin was leathery, hairless, and totally black, its large eyes glowing with the same sickly green light as Morgath’s magic runes. Its jaws were completely unhinged, dripping a thick acidic drool that hissed loudly against the wet gravel stones. It was a Council hunting beast, and it had our exact scent.

She waited for a long time, without hearing anything But she opened her eyes in horror when she felt saliva filling her hand She screamed in terror when she found Black the wolf with the large scar on his cheek and his soft black fur in front of her. Even his eyes were black, unlike his owner's hazel eyes He let out soft noises to put her hand on her chest in fear, but the idea that he wouldn't hurt her made her feel more comfortable, so she raised her hand. She touched his fur and closed his eyes comfortably, moving his head against her hand. He looked like a puppy with his movements! "Let's go, don't run so fast, ok Black?" I whispered to him and that made him open his eyes