Dog Man: An Epic Novel Novels & Stories

My Human. Jack had arrived at the base with a new intake that was just completing its initial training and I had sensed him but ignored it. I was determined that I did not need another human in my life they were too fragile and their lives were too short. My life expectancy was far greater than theirs, as the Lycan Alpha created by Dog, I would live many human lifetimes. Unfortunately for both of us that is not how the bonding process works neither of us had any choice in what happened next as I lay in my bed that night my mind found him without any prompting, settling around him like a blanket. I watched as he sat up startled, ‘Don’t be afraid of me Jack, you hav

The other man asks, now intrigued with what I have to say. “Yeah. He was huge, black and furry. Bigger than any dog I have ever seen in my life. Almost reminded me of a wolf, but that can’t be, can it?” I asked him, still playing the damsel in distress, and I could see by the look in his eyes he wanted to hear more from me about this dog I had seen. “Where did you first see this dog?” He now asks me, and I knew that I had bought myself some time for Urijah to find me, I just prayed it was before these two figured out that I wasn’t from this world.

No hound on this earth could naturally grow this big. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black hound with a foaming mouth launch itself at me. It sank its teeth into my leg and shook its head back and forth viciously, and Elena and I screamed together in pain. Elena bit into the hound’s neck and pulled away with furious strength. I saw the dog’s body tear away, but its hideous head still clamped its teeth shut over my leg. With a roar, Elena wrenched its jaws apart until it splattered apart like rotten fruit.

The creature approaches me and then lies down in front of me. Stepping toward the large hound I reach out placing my hand on the nose of the creature. The dog closes their eyes as a strong presence fills me. I gasp as the dog begins to disappear, slowly begging absorbed through my fingertips. My breath picks up as my lungs begin to burn. I sink to the ground gasping for air.

like he had practiced countless times. But his feet seemed nailed to the ground. He couldn't take a single step. That was because he didn't have the right. He had no right to disrupt her new life or to appear in the world she had worked so hard to rebuild. He stood there, watching for a very long time. Just then, a man walked out of the flower shop. He was in his early 30s, tall, and with dark hair. He wore a simple white shirt and khaki pants, and he had a warm smile.

“What the hell have you done with my dog?!” Then I heard it, a weak, terrified whimper coming from the far side of the chamber. I ran toward the sound, legs burning, ignoring the sharp stab in my side. One of the iron-barred cells stood open. Inside, chained to the wall like a fucking animal, was a mad-looking man — wild eyes, matted hair, clothes torn and filthy. He was hunched over something on the ground. Wait… Peanuts! The man had his teeth sunk into my dog’s hind leg.

She always noticed. Before she could say anything, however, the bookstore door burst open so violently that everyone inside jumped. A man rushed inside. Breathing heavily. Looking completely panicked. “Help!” The entire store froze. My stomach immediately dropped. “Oh my God.” The manager stepped forward. “Sir, what’s wrong?” The man pointed outside. “My dog!” Everybody blinked. “What about your dog?” Maya asked. The man looked genuinely horrified. “He’s stuck.” The silence lasted approximately three seconds. Then Maya asked the question everyone was thinking.

the old woman explained. “Okay, I'll file a report. Is there anything else?" “I’m scared to go home! I think he has bad intentions toward me. Now that my dogs are dead, I have no one to protect me,” she said, her voice cracking as if she were about to cry. “Would you feel better if you had a dog? I'll lend you mine. What is your address?" "No! That strange man will just kill your dog too!” the woman cried. "He won't. My dog is a wolf cub—no ordinary dog. He’s good to kind people, but he can stand up for himself. You don't need to worry,” Drex assured her.

Here I am, thinking of ways to defend the home I built with my brother, when a massive, stinky dog man invades my personal space. In all honesty, the first thing I thought of was if I have any dog food around, for whatever reasons, but this thing had to be starving and looking for food if it's desperate enough to cross the walls of the Invictus. But then, it starts sniffing me and wraps its arms around me. He can't blame me for my fight or flight response. A dirty animal like that can't touch me. Not only am I a magnificent ancient creature, but also, consent- has he heard of it?

I try again in vein to push it away. “Whose dog is this and why--” The animal cocks its head to the side and I finally sit up and take him in. All of him. He’s … HUGE. Clearly not a dog! I push the heels of my palms into the dewey earth and try to move away quickly. When I look around for help, I see several naked men. Like… totally naked. Dicks, balls, all of it. Skin, colored skin. Muscles and muscles. Hmmm.