Dog Days Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Nathan comforted her, saying, "Oh, well. Dogs can't change their habit of eating sh*t! We just need to keep an eye on it in the future. At most, we'll just keep it a secret from Master Alban, lest he gets mad at us." At this point, we have no other choice! We can never tell Master Alban about this! On the 9th day after the New Year's, they returned to Taadi City. A short while after they arrived home, Alban appeared at their doorstep like a lingering spirit. To put it nicely, he missed his dog. As soon as he knew that they were back, he sped over at breakneck speed to meet his dog that had been away for many days. "Corrado, have you missed me?" Alban was elated to see his dog. Thus, he affec

The wind gathered momentum and pulled the trees behind him the way a passionate lover pulls the hair of his partner in the heat of a sexual moment. In the distance, far from where he stood, the sound of a train crawling along the railway could be heard, a millipede on all legs. “Do you think she will be happy to see us?” Greg asked the elderly woman by his side. The woman had a hair full of grey hair and looked to be in her sixties. The man speaking to her appeared to be in his seventies and had webs made of years of living and experience crisscrossing his face. They both wore colorful hoodies made from the same material.

the man clenched his fists, "some day, I pray you understand.” Not quite long from then, the Drokan warriors rushed into the second half of Urania unleashing misery on the praying vestiges. BEGINNING OF THE END By the seashore of an Ocean, filled with dark sand staring directly at the setting sun, Elroy opens his eyes to the babbling of the raging waters; beside him sat the fair maiden who rescued him, trying to set up a camp fire. “Nice of you to join the living,” she spoke noticing Elroy's movement.

I say as I stand up and make my way to the front door, dragging Amy with me. We all make our way outside and the door closes, but it does nothing to block out the sounds of Saph’s laughter and Nathan’s low growls. Gross. “Well, seems like now is the perfect moment to head home. Don’t you agree, Troublemaker?” Darius asks Daya. His hand wraps around her waist and rests on her stomach. “I guess the night is over for us too. No mates…” Pearl says sadly as she looks up at the full moon. I gently rub her back. I know how badly she wants to meet her mate. I just wish she wouldn’t get her hopes up like this.

While I was crying like a madwoman in the hallway with everyone staring, just one wall away, Lionel was covering Eva's ears. "What's all that noise outside?" Fiona asked. Lionel replied casually, "It's a hospital, and people die here all the time. It's normal! Don't be scared. I'm here for you and Eva." After passing out countless times from crying outside the morgue, I checked my phone. Fiona had posted a new photo on social media showing Lionel sitting by her hospital bed, embracing her and Eva Haywood like a happy family. The caption read, [We survived. We're one loving family.]

Doggo noticed and immediately began vying for my attention, tugging at my pant leg. I tapped his nose. “What, are you jealous of Goofy now?” He rubbed against me in that familiar way that made me smile. At last, I’d found a way to get him to show me some affection! Doggo still didn’t want to come home with me, but I saw a glimmer of hope in his eyes. After three exhausting days of walking, I stayed at Luke’s place until ten, but he never returned. I gave my aching legs a few punches before heading back home.

# Day 23 What do you want Agustin De Luca? You always wanted me to beg, to break me....I am fucking broken, I am fucking begging you, let me live.... You have already broken me into pieces now please have mercy and at least leave my pieces along, before no trace of me is left. ....................................................... # Day 24 I want you to be nothing more than a distant memory, or maybe not even that, is there any way to induce amnesia? ........................................................ # Day 25

When he was gone, the dog stopped making the noise and ran over to Ramsay, sitting down next to him while licking his cheek. “Hey, boy,” Ramsay said, petting the fur with his free hand. “How have you been today? Did Ani feed you when she got home from school?” “Do not worry about that, Jones.” Ramsay looked up and smiled a bit at the girl approaching him. “Hey Hotdog.” She petted his fur and pushed the beanie on Ramsay’s head over his eyes as a greeting, making the guy groan. “Got more cigarettes?” “You can finish this,” he mumbled and handed the half-burnt one to her.

He had that de ja vu look again. “no... a real normal friend. I mean It’s kinda cool that you like the fact that I love writing. Well except you lied to me.” “of course not.” He said. She smiled. “we could exchange ideas you know.” She said. “you should come over sometime to read my stories and poems. Huh? What do you say about that?” He was silent. She raised her right hand and hid her index and thumb finger. “i Gracie Riles promise to take you as nothing but a friend

Clenching her teeth, she forced out a smile and said, "We're planning it. You just don't know about it yet." I smirked and turned to leave, but she hurried after me. "I'll send you an invitation. You have to come." "No thanks. I'm not interested." She thought I was just pretending to be calm and perked up right away. "Come on! You and Trevor are over, but that doesn't mean we can't be friends." My patience snapped. "Friends with you? Please! I know exactly what you two did behind my back." I lowered my voice and leaned close to her ear. "You starved that dog on purpose. The police said it hadn't eaten for five days."