Dog Sees God Novels & Stories

================================================================================================================= Realm of the Gods of Light "Fluff! She... called your child, Fluff! " Anubis, the God of Dogs, howled with laughter. "I have not laughed so much in over a century!" Anubis said as he rolled on his back and continued laughing, as tears ran down the large dog’s face. All the gods and goddesses were laughing. Some were trying to hold it in, but they were quite unsuccessful. "This is your fault!" Hissed Bastet at Ovinnik.

They only recognized the God of War! Thomas did not just say those words to dog No. 2, but he had also said the same thing to many members of Twelve Golden Zodiacs before. They had been following Thomas only because they trusted him, the God of War. Thomas was the sun, the light, the mental support, and the ultimate faith for them! Dog No. 2 continued to gnash its teeth. It seemed that dogs were dogs, and they were indeed different from humans. No matter how great Thomas’ speech was, the dog still did not understand it.

The God of the Pack. The effect was instantaneous. The dogs stopped growling. Their ears flattened against their skulls. Their tails tucked between their legs. "Kill him!" Steiner shouted at the dogs, pointing at Jack. "Attack!" The dogs didn't attack Jack. They turned their heads and looked at Steiner. Then, they looked back at Jack, whining, begging for permission to exist. "Sit," Jack said softly. The four massive beasts dropped to their bellies, lowering their heads to the dirty floor in a display of absolute submission. One of them crawled forward and licked Jack’s boot.

To be honest, it’s even worse than the previous time! I search the entire institute in look for Jonathan. I ask every single student if they saw him, but no one did. I think about where I first met him, the lake side! Jonathan was playing with the dog we saw at our first encounter. He looks at me and smiles. "Isn't he adorable?" He says, patting the dog. "Yea. He is." I pat it too. Why do I feel so nervous? My chest feels really heavy! "You know they say dogs can sense mythical creatures? Even immortals too! They can even see souls that wander around us! They bark hard if they see one!"

"I... I have them. If you don't believe her, I can—" "No!" Tracey screamed, lunging to stop him, but it was too late. The sharp click of the car unlocking sealed her fate. I threw open the trunk. The stench hit me first. Then I saw it—a small, lifeless dog, its body limp and decaying. Puffy. Peter stumbled back, his face white as a sheet. "Tracey... Puffy... why is... why is Puffy here?" The live stream exploded. Comments poured in, furious and relentless:

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

A dark God just walked in. My wolf, Lily, is flipping out in my mind. Prancing around in circles whining. “Mate!”

"I miss my mom, Zam and Azlan. I miss cuddling Zamantha's dog. It was like, he's my little baby boy, too. You can't relate because you're not an animal lover. How can you equal that now, huh?" "Well, for one. I'm pretty sure I can buy you a dozen dogs in different breeds, colors and whatnots. Just name it." "Ohh, my god. Are you boasting right now? Because you can't really bring your money to heaven." "If that is, God will even allow me to enter there. But, seriously. I can buy you one. Think of it as a gift. A welcoming gift for your first day tomorrow at work." Zoey faced Dionysus because curiosity got the best of her.

The dog, if you could even call it that, was enormous. Cerberos had a wide and stout body like that of a pit bull’s, except this body stood at least ten feet tall. The three, fear-invoking heads, rose a few feet higher. Its skin was completely hairless, the dark, leather-like material stretched taut over sinew, muscle, and bone. Teeth as long and sharp as daggers emerged as each of the heads pulled back its ugly black lips in a show of hatred. Each head reminded James of a decomposing Doberman; ears flat back in agitation, black pits for eyes. The middle head barked a low bass-filled roar.