Doggyride Novel 10 Novels & Stories

Swinging my leg over the saddle, I went to move but paused at who was standing below me. Without stretched hands, William gazed up at me with a soft smile. His eyes held something I hadn't seen before, almost twinkling under the sun. Returning his smile, I slide down slightly. Wrapping his hands around my waist, he gently helped me down. Wrapping an arm around my shoulder, I was guided towards the forest. "I want you to stay close to me, okay?" Nodding, I gazed at my surroundings. Behind me laid the dead, in front of me a thick forest that could lead to the unknown. Taking as much of a deep breath as I could without wanting to vomit, I prepared myself for what may come next.

It wagged its tail once and waited. "Leo," I whispered. The dog barked—a sharp, human sound—and ran into the house. We followed. Inside, the fire was already burning in the grate. The smell of cedar and woodsmoke filled the room. It was peaceful. It was silent. I sat on the sofa and pulled Elodie onto my lap. She leaned her head against my shoulder, her breathing finally slowing down. "Is this it?" she asked. "The end?" "No," I said, kissing the top of her head. "It's the first chapter."

he repeated. “Yes. Doris Snow. Pleased to meet you.” She didn’t offer her hand, only patted the shoulder of his black coat. Then, Doris returned her attention to Pooch, patting his head. “You’re a sweet boy, yes you are!” she doted. Pooch barked, a high pitched, almost yap that grated slightly on Brady’s ears, or maybe it was the fact that he disagreed with her assessment that had him irritated. “See you later, Brady Rogers.” She gave him another friendly smile and then headed in the opposite direction of where Brady had left his truck, toward another stretch of shops and stores. In the distance, Brady saw a sign that read, “Hair Port,” and imagined that was the salon Doris was expected at.

TITLE was now a twelve years old russell terrier but he was still active, Thank you. Morning: — Abhi always stayed alone at home and had very few connections. His day usually began to bathe his dog, and wash his maxi truck; it was white in color, it had a front side like a jeep and the backside had free space to load pickups. Abhi had to get into his truck every day and drive to the Market yard; it was a little far from the village. He always took TITLE with him. Every time on his way to the Market yard, he had to cross the railway gate. He waited until the train arrived at the railway gate, he enjoyed it. Once the train arrived, TITLE jumped off the truck and shouted at the speed train. Abh

I giggle as its fur feels ticklish on my skin. ” It's nice to meet you too.” It makes some sort of whimper in its throat and then bends in front of me. I didn't understand what it wanted at first until it occurred to me that he wanted me to get on its back. I hold on to its long fur and hoister myself on its back. It lets out a huffing sound and starts to sprint through the woods. I held on as tight as I could, fearing that I would fall off any instant. The breeze fills my hair as we speed through the woods and it feels wonderful. It felt as if I was riding through the skies because of how swiftly the Conri navigated through the moonlit woods. The ride went on for almost 20 minutes before we

No matter how many times I saw them, they still looked intimidating. The security guards recognized me immediately and opened the gates. The taxi rolled into the long driveway. My heartbeat quickened. Somehow, coming back felt different. I paid the driver before climbing out with my bag. Before I could even knock, the front door burst open. A flash of golden fur came charging toward me. “Max!” The golden retriever practically launched himself at me. His front paws landed on my shoulders, nearly knocking me backwards. I laughed uncontrollably. “Easy!”

We don’t normally run this way because it leads to a different pack’s lands, but it’s definitely within our borders. Which means, she crossed the boundary. My foot shifts, and I accidentally step on a branch. It snaps beneath my paw, the sound as loud as a gunshot, and I see her freeze and slowly turn until our eyes meet. Then, her scent slams into me full force. Fierce, irresistible. Like wildfire lit in my lungs. Mine. I’m nearly knocked right off my feet as a fierce wave of possessiveness waves through me.

“I’ll just come closer and see if he’s hurt.” Turning around, she left the path and approached her. The rather large black dog was without a collar, but with a rough rope around its neck, the other end of which was tied to a small tree. As the girl approached, she laid back her ears, waved her tail welcomingly and reached out to her, but a short rope held her in place. Realizing that there was no way forward, the dog whined and extended his front paw in a pleading gesture.

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.

His creamy fur was a slight tone darker than Rune’s, but he was a handsome pup. “I hope I can meet you properly soon, little dude.” I said softly, trying to soothe him. “I can’t wait to share my toys with you - you’ve seen that I have a lot of them.” I smiled. Drake gave a content growl and leaned into my touch. I kept stroking his soft fur and it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep again.