Dog Man Horror Au Novels & Stories

"We need to find a way to repel them, whether it's sunlight, wooden stakes, or something else. We can't let them turn us into one of them." Usopp, his senses attuned to the unfolding drama, reveled in the ensuing chaos. "Ah, the struggle for survival. Such delicious despair. Soon, this town will fall under our dominion." As the night wore on, the town of Greenhills became a battleground, with residents fighting desperately against the encroaching vampire horde. Usopp's chilling laughter reverberated through the darkness, signaling that the quiet town would forever bear the scars of this supernatural onslaught.

Would anyone else be able to save her? Fay was considering this when the insane dog came running. "Woof!" it said, opening its huge mouth to try to bite her arm. Fay let out an uncontrollable scream. At this crucial juncture, a man swiftly approached her and shielded her. She could only see his silhouette since he moved so quickly. He then grabbed a stone off the ground and gave the crazed dog a forceful blow to the head. The insane dog continued to bark after a loud impact. The man then struck it several more times. The crazed hound was dead inside this time.

He decided to do something that would satisfy him enough so he could sleep properly at night. He took the murderer's dead body to a forest and threw it in front of hungry dogs. He sat there and enjoyed the whole show like a maniac he was. He liked every bit of it's moment. When dogs were fighting to get a piece of the dead man. They did not even leave his bones. They were hungry for days and we're looking for anything to get rid of the hunger. Once the show was over, Hector the heartless man stood up. His friends went back to the truck they all came in. But Hector did not follow them just yet. He pulled the gun of his father out and shot all the dogs on their heads right there.

The cold seemed to come from everywhere. “Was it her?”Polly asked.”The woman in the portrait,the one I showed you?” “No,”Ginny said,obviously fighting back the hot tears stinging at her eyes.”It was someone else.Something else.Something dark and evil.After I was dressed,I sat in front of the mirror,to put my lipstick on and I saw her in it,she came out of the wall,filthy and haggard..she smiled..her teeth were rotten and she pointed her finger towards me…I was so frightened Polly,there were shadows all around her.She was evil.Whatever is in this house is evil…pure evil!”

I mumbled, turning on the engine. The sun had finally set, and darkness enveloped the sky. Suddenly, a loud thump erupted, startling us all. “What was THAT?!” Darren asked, his eyes darting around. “…L-L-L-LOOK…” Claire trembled, pointing to the far end of the road. I squinted, trying to focus on the source of the thump. “A demon dog?” Darren, James and I said in unison. “Uh… guys. There are a lot more than ‘a’.” Claire said, fear written all over her face as she curled up her feet and clenched unto the hem of her shirt.

The quarrel in the room seemed very fierce, even though the sound seemed muffled, but Audrey felt that there was something strange about whoever was arguing in the room. Goosebumps rose on Audrey's neck and she wanted to leave, but before Audrey took a step, there was a loud crash and the door to the room opened with a loud sound, one of the hinges was even broken. Audrey was frozen where she stood and in front of her now standing on their four sturdy legs, two wolves, one with dark gray fur and the other is white with brownish yellow poles, stood facing each other in an angry and defiant manner.

Tonight, would not be one of those times. The hound between them rolled to his belly and laid his head between his paws, closing his eyes. He looked as if he were drifting off to sleep, but the two friends knew that the hound’s senses would remain on high alert allowing the two friends to relax and enjoy the night air. There was nothing out there that was stronger or scarier than a hellhound. He was what the things that went bump in the night feared. “I’m just deciding what the next ones that we should get together should be.” Celeste motioned to the empty space on her arm between the other tattoos.

One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out. The moment it locked onto me, eyes glowing that eerie, hungry green. It let out a snarl and lunged. I didn't flinch. Not because of the OP loot my family gave me—this time, I came armed with something better. Right before its jaws hit my throat, I whipped out my secret weapon: A mega-sized chicken drumstick. "Go! Drumstick!" I chucked it. The hellhound stopped mid-lunge, instantly shifting back to its true form—three drooling dogs barreling after the meat.

He nodded at Zee approving it. After a while Callum was calm enough not to shiver and panic. "Now. How about some juice"? Saint came into the room with another glass and this time he drank it silently. "Callum ". He saw Stephen sitting beside him with Enzo slipping out of the bed. They all settled giving Stephen the margin to hold him. And support them both. "What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us.

Revira screamed, throwing the empty water bottle at the creature. The Grave Hound growled again, exposing a row of needle-sharp teeth. It took a pouncing stance. Revira squeezed her eyes shut, hugging Ardan tightly. SWOOSH! CRACK! Revira opened her eyes. She heard the monster’s high-pitched shriek, followed by the crisp sound of breaking bone. In front of them, a dark figure had just landed silently. A young man. The Grave Hound lay on the ground, its neck twisted.