Dog Soldiers Novel Novels & Stories

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"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:

Then mutated golden retrievers, German shepherds, and Rottweilers. They poured onto the rooftop from every direction like a black tide. None of them came for me. They rushed right past me and lunged straight at the zombies. Tearing. Ripping. Slaughtering. Under the fangs of those mutated dogs, the zombies didn’t stand a chance. Rotting flesh flew everywhere. In just a few minutes, the rooftop was completely cleared. The dogs parted, opening a path down the middle. Duke stood there, right in the center, then turned back to look at me.

He then rose to his feet and stared down at me from the tip of his nose, looking as if he was examining a cheap item. "I've seen how fierce you get when you're fighting your enemies," he said as a murderous glint flickered in his silver eyes. "Candice is a kind wolf. She would be no match for you. This is just the beginning of your suffering if you refuse to tell us where she is. This, I can guarantee you." The last traces of hope that I had been clinging to were extinguished when I heard his words. I looked at Damien, the wolf I had loved for the last five years, and thought about vows he had whispered into my ears—thought about the warmth of his fingers as he roamed them across my body whe

His ginger hair was still wet and I figured they must have just thrown clothes onto him. After everyone had lined up they escorted the group to an outdoor area that was surrounded by razor wire. Half was covered with desert camo ghillie netting for shade. I took out my brush and started letting the air dry my long hair. I took a seat on a bench as the others started circling the perimeter. Malia was chatting with the soldier she'd been eyeing earlier and Enzo had lit a cigar and was blowing a thick cloud of smoke. It curled into the air around him. Scotty was running around chasing something and being silly. I noticed Griffin glancing off into the distance. He turned towards me and grinned d

Chapter 156 Denovon walked through the forest, irritated by the howls of wolves that he was hearing, he felt like turning them all into birds, they are too loud for his liking, not that he ever liked animals to begin with, especially dogs. The guards standing on duty at the border didn't even see him enter into the pack, not like he would be so stupid to walk past them, knowing how sensitive they can be to scent his presence. A wolf ran past him and then looked back at him before it began to run back towards him, perhaps perceiving him as a rogue or something like that.

I believe people can read this as a novel but in reality the author just wants to expose their readers to the monsters they see in other worlds. The title 'Desire for thirst' was inspired from my personal experience of writing this series. The main character in Desire for thirst is the werewolf which murdered my mom. For every novel, I make some particular things to specify from each book like the manner of killing. Likewise, the manner I used in Desire for thirst is man in Balck clothing slashing his victims throat after cutting out their tongue. i got shocked after seeing the similar manner of killing in the news. Was it only a coincidence or... i couldn't even come up with any ways to thi

she says in a desperate, urgent tone. “That is someone Alpha Kai has been looking for for a long time.” He says, shaking his head and crossing his arms. “Watch what happens to BloodCrest traitors, Nova, and learn well. This is not simply a pack of brothers running the city’s underbelly - there’s a reason Alpha Kai is known as The Beast of New York.” Hey, that line makes me feel proud as hell to be a Volkov. I turn my attention to my brothers and see the murderous look on Kai’s face when he approaches Vanya.

How could I go from promenading the courtyard every morning, drinking tea, and plotting how to catch my father’s attention to now being hunted down by my sisters, and apparently reborn as a being blessed by a Goddess with the responsibility to save the world? And all those sufferings, all those misfortunes, they were all destiny’s scheme to test my resilience to become what I am now? How ridiculous. How foolish I must’ve looked! I could not even start to worry about my personal situation. How will I face Flavian? How will I settle the score with Clara? How will I find Deo and take him down? Most importantly, why is the mad dog of the House of the Wolves being so kind to me? And why do I feel

Looking at Jacinda, I delivered yet another sharp slap across her face. "Jacinda! I never thought you'd go so far as to scheme against your own flesh and blood for the sake of a bastard! Those dogs were huge! Even an adult wouldn't stand a chance against them if they went wild. You were clearly hoping Timmy would die early so your bastard son could take his place!" Jacinda's face turned red with fury as she vehemently denied it. "That's bullshit! I picked dogs that were trained and mild-tempered! I just wanted to teach you both a lesson so you would treat Jay and Benny better in the future!"