Doggyride Novel Tweedehands Novels & Stories

(Dandeline's POV) It feels so good to come home after all my separation anxiety. On my way too, I've been spoiling Acro with my caresses. The dogs have been waiting for me at the front door and they all cuddle, my only dog who didn't welcome my kiss is Five. He's barking differently and that message quickly alarmed me! "Hedwelch? Danteleon?" They should've welcomed me unless they were in school. However, Hessuel is also not in his room, which is strange. A letter is pinned on my Golden Retriever's lace and it is a message from Hedwelch:

I tuck the dagger into the belt of the tunic, feeling the bite of the steel against my hip. "I won't lose, Clyde," I say, my voice steady. "I didn't wake up my wolf just to let a mountain put her back to sleep." He looks at me then with a hunger that has nothing to do with contracts or business. He reaches out, his thumb tracing the line of my jaw, before he leans down and presses a hard, lingering kiss to my forehead—right where the crown would sit. The sun hasn't quite broken the horizon when the black SUV idles in the driveway. The city of Dehradun is still draped in a blanket of blue mist, the high-tech lights of the skyline flickering like dying stars in the distance.

Alden opened the door and Dennis's heart jumped as it was the first time when he had entered Alden's home. Standing at the doorstep, Alden walked in first as he turned around to look at Dennis. They stared at each other for a few seconds. Alden took the bags from his hands and put them on the table. Dennis entered and before they could speak, a loud thudding voice of paws echoed and a loud barking dog named PEACH came and jumped at Dennis. .. How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

River carried Stormy with equal care, his little hands cradling her gently as she licked his ear. Talon and Jake climbed into one car, ready to head home and get started on dinner, while the rest of us piled into the other car and pulled up GPS directions to the pet store. The drive to Roseville was filled with excited chatter from the kids, their new puppies nestled safely in their laps. Shadow and Stormy seemed content, dozing off as the car hummed along the winding coastal road. Trina navigated with the GPS, occasionally glancing back at the kids with a fond smile.

"MINE!" The very earth seemed to tremble. Every Willow Creek wolf, bleeding and battered, found a second wind, attacking with redoubled, desperate fury. They began to force the Red Hand back, toward the tree line. But the spearpoint inside, though slowed by Ethan’s strange gift, was still coming. Tess could hear their claws scrabbling on the landing, just outside her door. She raised the bookend, her arms trembling. The door exploded inward. But it wasn't a Red Hand wolf.

He saw the moment awareness dawned on her that she was staring because she drew in a long breath and raised her brown eyes to his. “You can pull up your shirt sleeves if you want,” she said under her breath. Despite his irritation, his lips tipped up at the effect he had on her. Before he could savor that small victory something warm pressed up against his leg. He looked down to see the golden retriever rubbing itself against his pants leaving a trail of golden fur on it. Damn. Why did she bring me here? She did warn him that it was something he wasn’t used to but he wasn’t expecting to be in expensive clothes with a brush in his hand and half a dozen dogs running around his legs. It was sup

He grinned, looking at her from the corner of his eye. “One order of chocolate sauce, whipped cream - and you - coming up.” Sandra sat in the rocking chair on the front porch, a gift from her husband on their return to Yorkshire after the horror that took her from his embrace. She looked proudly at the book she held in her hands. Her own creation and the first installment of a series of children’s books involving a very special brown shepherd dog named Max and his adventures with Scotland Yard.

she announced, and before I could deny it, I heard a loud bark from nearby. In a split second, a large-sized dog, furry, tan with black saddlery landed at my feet. Bending down, he paddled his tail at my leg and then licked my drooping hand. I almost screamed and jumped. His tail was wagging vigorously. Like it was excited to see me. Sheena giggled but she remained to hold my other hand beside me.

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.

Zach and Heidi were playing on a small patch of green grass just five yards away from the VIP tent, completely oblivious to the massive man watching them from the shadows. A tourist walked by, leading a massive, untrained Beta hunting hound on a thick leather leash. The hound, smelling the rich scent of meat tarts on the tables, suddenly jerked away from its distracted owner. The large animal lunged forward, barking loudly as it charged directly toward the grass where the twins were sitting. The hound accidentally crashed straight into little Heidi, knocking her backward into the grass. The girl wasn't hurt, but she let out a sharp, surprised cry as the heavy dog stepped on her dress.