Dog Man: An Epic Novel Novels & Stories

"Though, I suppose it was my fault for getting a little too comfortable. Anyway, is there something you're supposed to tell me?" The man spat a glob of blood onto the concrete near Zandrei's polished shoes. "You think you're powerful," he rasped, his voice a hoarse croak. "You’re just a street gangster." He scoffed, like a wet, gurgling sound. A flicker of surprise crossed Zandrei's face, quickly replaced by a look of dark, intrigued amusement. "Oh. So you do speak," he purred with a genuine smile finally gracing his lips. It was not a smile of warmth, but of a predator who had just been presented with a delightful challenge.

So, she decided to go back home with Luca. "Come on, Lu. Let us go back. Come here." She said and as the obedient dog he was, he obliged. She put the leash back around his harness and started walking. As they were about to leave, a bald man strolled in with his doberman, who looked vicious. He snarled at Luca as soon as he saw him. Luca was a five month old puppy but still he was a german shepherd with a lot of energy in him. He also let out a growl, though lower than the doberman. But Cali did not want her baby to get hurt so she pulled at his leash to stop him from fighting. However, all went in vain when the doberman tried to pounce at him and he, being the energetic goofball he was, he a

The tips of its white, terrible teeth showed, but only for a moment before its pale tongue emerged to lick Paul's hand. He leant closer to it, murmuring soothing nonsense. Presently he put down the torch so that he could lay his other hand on the wicked head. Watching him stroke firmly between the peaked ears and down the shaggy neck to the bunched shoulder-muscles, Amy sensed, rather than saw, that the muscles loosened a little. Certainly the ears stood less to attention. 'That dog ain't no savage,' said the man called Jim. 'E's as Christian as I am.'

He leaned down slightly, his breath hot against my cold face, and delivered his final, crushing sentence in a low whisper. "Who do you think you are? You're not a god, Danny. You're just a dog."

AVA’S POV It made me wonder if this man ever smiles or had a reason to in his life. “I live with a man who had businesses with dangerous underworld bosses and you expect me not to know how to curse?” A dry chuckle rumbled out of my chest. I was seriously out of my mind. After everything that has happened, it wouldn’t be normal if I didn’t lose my mind. “You’re too innocent to curse..” Vincenzo walked past his brother and me, heading to the entrance door, his phone in his left hand.

A tall, thin man with dark blonde hair and blue eyes framed with circular, silver glasses walks out in a t-shirt and jogging shorts with what is arguably the most beautiful dog I've seen in my entire life. Concerns about my first impressions are gone and I let out an embarrassing squeal as I rush towards the dog. The man startles and pulls on the leash, pulling the dog back towards him. The movement makes me realize what a psychopath I probably look like and I halt my steps at the end of his walkway.

Looking good tonight would give her ego a boost if nothing else. Aiden was home promptly at six. Amaya was curled up on the sofa, flipping through the coffee table book by an extremely popular photographer, which she had just purchased on her afternoon excursion. He was a wildlife photographer but his subject matter this time round was a lot closer to home. His latest anthology, entitled "Man's Best Friend" was all about dogs. Amaya, being a huge sucker for dogs, hadn't thought twice before buying the book.

Daniel grabs the butcher by the hair, pushing his face into the wooden table. "I suggest you start addressing your king with some respect." Daniels's voice is gruff, coming out almost animalistic. Looking closely at him, I see a glow to his eyes that I have never seen before. Rage is coming off him in waves. I study his demeanor for a moment before it hits me, the glow in his eyes is just like that of a raging dragon. Dragons when upset their eyes take on a deep glow.

said Patrice with a smile as he placed a platter of sausages on the table for Dog. The large animal stood on his hind legs to solemnly eat his food. “Tell me if you want to have some more!” Patrice stroke the white ridge of fur between Dog’s ears that ran down its spine. “Hmm, Dog has really taken a liking to you,” Dorin noted. “Really?” Patrice said with a lovely smile. “I really like animals, and I’m glad they like me a lot as well!” [Yes, it’s a common character of life mages]

my infirmity? "I would like to pledge, in front of the divine law to make a divine oath, that I will spend the rest of my life with Linly," Manjiro admitted in seriousness while my dog, One, is biting his right leg. In my whistle, all my 7 dogs in the living room behave. This could be the first time I saw Manjiro as nervous as cold ice, still a real man. Back then on the swing Hessuel prepared for me, he was the same.