Dumb Dog Novels & Stories

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.

Dumb laughed, “There are two of us, and just one of you, far away from civilisation. No one is going to help you, and when we are done, we are going to take your car, and your wallet, and return to the café. That slut of a waiter is going to be our whore until we are tired of her,” My eyes darkened, my wolf enraged at what they had said about Aurora. “You don’t have to tell him all that,” dumber hissed, his voice filled with anger as he glared at his friend. “That is some plan, would you like to hear mine?” I asked. “Wait, I had already told you the first night we met,” I said in a low tone. “You are a dead man!” dumb growled, lunging at me as he punched me square on the jaw.

“Special boy.” He walked in like he’d been invited to a garden party and was looking for the cucumber sandwiches. I stood up. Sitting in the secret passage were two giant dogs, like Dobermans but heavier, and about the same height as Biadet. They made no noise, I couldn’t even hear them breathing. They looked a bit bored. Then one yawned and I nearly crapped myself. Its teeth were solid metal.

We both looked at the woman in black when she spoke. "Daniell Jane Cruz." My eyes widened when she mentioned my full name. "Cyrille Bertiz." Cyrille and I looked at each other. "H-how did you know our name?" Cyrille asked tremblingly. The woman did not answer. We also couldn’t see her face because it was covered. “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Couldn’t put Humpty together again.” My hand kept shaking. That song

*huff* "That's not an actual reason, dumbass" Dumb??? It's not dumb! "You look stupid. Are all humans the same?" What's with him? He called me a dumbass before and now stupid, and still, I can't get angry at him. Otherwise, he will snap my neck into two. "Hahaha" He laughed hard. "You are too small and can't talk, and you stink. Your blood is not giving me a smell, and you are too skinny to eat. You are not worth anything, so I don't have any reason to spare you"

“Why didn't you ever tell me you had such a cute dog?” Diana could not help but get excited when she met ‘Brownie’, Alpha Darren's white Pomeranian. Alpha Darren shrugged his shoulders. “Because you didn't ask?” Apparently Diana was too busy playing with the dog that she didn't extend her question.

Terrified, Emily shut her eyes tight, but just then, a voice interrupted, "Enough, Silas. If you mess up her face, how am I supposed to use it later?" Emily froze. Her face drained of all color as she whipped her head around, panicked. "Who… who’s talking?! Who just said your name, Silas?! Did you hear that?!" She stumbled forward and grabbed onto him, frantic. In annoyance, Silas shoved her aside and walked over to the far corner of the room. There, curled on the silk carpet, was the pure white toy poodle. He picked it up gently. Its mouth was moving. Slowly, deliberately. In a mocking tone, a voice came from its lips, "You idiot. You still don’t get it? You’re here to die."

Sometimes, Clever is just thankful for her naivety, because if he weren't naive, it would have been obvious earlier that he wasn't a normal dog. "Impossible! You're too cute to be a pervert, Cutie." She said as if convincing herself that she was just hallucinating. "Yes, I'm innocent, Darling." Clever nodded in agreement with her, even though she couldn’t understand him, and seemed to be becoming more stupid because she was already talking to herself. And all at once, Clever blinked his husky eyes to show his purity when Serene turned her gaze to him. "Yeah. How could a dog turn into a man?" She replied as if she had heard him.

“You wanna hear something stupid?” Beatrice looked at him. “When I was a kid,” he started, “I had a dog. His name was Fiddle.” Her eyebrows pulled together. “Yeah. Fiddle. Don’t ask me why. My dad named him.” Hector leaned back on his hands. “Fiddle was the dumbest, smartest dog in the world. He could find anything. Keys. Shoes. My sister Belinda’s missing sock.” At Belinda’s name, Beatrice’s eyes softed more.

He flashed me a wolfy grin and tilted his head towards his body signaling me to ride. “I almost fell, dumbo.” I snap at him and slap him on the back of his big wolf head. He yaps at me playfully and attempts to bite the hand that I used to slap him. Good thing I already knew what he was planning ahead of time so I was able to snag my hand away from his reach. “Nice try, you big dog.”