Dog Soldiers Novel Novels & Stories

Did he say mates? Did you say mates? I did. Listen. Don't freak, but I'm going to move up beside you. And I won't look like me. A ribbon of thrill snaked through her. Everything she'd read so far in the book came rushing back to her on a tidal wave of excitement. She sat perfectly still, watching from the corner of her eye as a large animal moved softly into her peripheral range. She turned her head slightly and her eyes widened. A huge black-pelted animal moved casually until it was on the porch right next to her. About the size of a Great Pyrenees dog, it could have been one of the drawings in the book come to life.

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

“Because of the beliefs my people hold, many; especially the soldiers hold to religious knowledge. This means that they believe in the folklore of if your eyes remain open once you pass, your soul will be forever trapped within your rotting corpse and you will be unable to find peace in the next life.” “I’ve heard about that, we do something different.” The dark lord claimed, lighting a cigarette before he continued. “Have you ever noticed that my soldiers have dog tags?” Elika thought for a moment, remembering the small metal chains that each of her uncle’s soldiers wore. She nodded slowly, glancing toward Dorian before she spoke; his demonic yellow eyes locked onto her. “Yes, the metal thi

If they closed their eyes, if they listened right, they could almost pretend the city was still breathing—just three wolves and their ghosts, nested together in the embers. The rest of the week they wandered the old territory, but each street had lost its teeth. The Ironclads were gone, their rusted insignia spray-bombed over by whoever survived. Of black-coats there was no trace; even the wind had stopped carrying their scent. On the third day they found a cluster of strange, wary dogs, and Damon wanted to approach, but Donovan pulled him back by the collar, as though the rules of engagement still held. Elena studied the ferals as they nosed the curb scraps—a new order, a start-over, and no

“It’s better my babies die in honour than being under your compulsion, you know.” The second dog turned its head slowly toward Cassian. It stared at him. One of the guards still standing raised his gun immediately, pointing it directly at the dog. Cassian looked at the man. He raised one hand slowly, signaling him to stand down. The man lowered the gun. The dog's eyes stayed on Cassian. Something shifted in its body. Its legs gathered underneath it. Then it lunged straight at him. The shot came before it even reached him. The dog dropped. It hit the floor hard and slid a few inches, stopping at Cassian's feet.

The horses at the back of the group turned, but a call from James had them holding their fire and staying in place to let the group approach. It appeared to be their own men on their own horses, with the dogs running out in front. It could be a ruse. If the soldiers had been overpowered it could be the enemy in stolen uniforms, but they could not risk firing on their own kin. The dogs arrived first and slowed, walking through the group and sniffing each soldier. Their tails were waging and they appeared comfortable walking among the horses. “Sith and Sonas?” Izzy whispered. The dogs' ears twitched, hearing her voice. They turned towards her, sniffing the air and then picked up their pace, st

Good thing she liked things a little rough, because he just couldn't be gentle after listening to Lila and Nathan's first mating. Just as he opened the door to the security area he heard growling and snarling coming from the holding cells at the end of the hall. "What the hell?" He took off running and stopped when he saw the body of the orderly outside the door. It looked like his neck had been broken. He shifted into his wolf form and ran in to join the fight. He saw David, blood all over his body from multiple wounds. The gray wolf was easily besting him, and David wouldn't have much longer without help. Jason jumped onto Paul's back and started biting at his neck. His teeth bit down as d

The pit bulls immediately began heading in that direction, lurching silently forward on unsteady legs. Josef followed behind them. With each step, the dogs gained more control of their newly energized muscles. Their gait remained rough and ungainly, but they began to move with increased determination. Up ahead, just outside the boundary of the woods, the flickering yellow glow of a fire lit up the night. The three men were still huddled around the burning metal barrel, talking loudly and drinking heavily. Josef felt the anger and hatred of his canine companions rage even hotter when they caught the scent of the men. He knew at once that these guys had been the dogs’ former owners—and their k

Special Chapters 001 to 006 were oginally only available on the book version of this novel. Hope you love them! *** Rome had been glancing at her wristwatch repeatedly while seated on the garden set, watching her two daughters chase after their great-grandmother Althea Montemayor’s newly purchased puppy. It was a French bulldog. And while the kids tried to catch the little dog, their two-year-old Labrador Retriever, Dolly, was right behind them, happily joining the chase.

Elias jumped into the air, landing on four blond paws, growling as he bit the arm of the Hellhound. "Ooowwlll!!!" Black fur covered the Hellhound, his eyes glowed a bright red, and fangs protruded from his mouth. He bit at Xander's wolf, but he quickly darted out of the way, and Elias rammed into him, going low flipping the Hellhound over his back. Deven landed with a thud against the concrete, tiled floor. But he quickly sat up and backhanded Xander, sending him flying backward. Then Elias jumped on him, pinning him to the floor.