Exotic Micro Bully Novels & Stories

"She does have a point, Darian." "Stop talking about me like I'm a German shepherd!" Biting her lip, Bella couldn't help but smile. Darian was fun to mess with now that she didn't really care if he liked her or not. "I was thinking more along the lines of a giant Alaskan Malamute."

“We werewolves know how to cover our tracks, we’re not lazy like you humans, slaves are why you are taken.” “Ryan will call the police and tell them you killed me!” he tried to convince them, “Yeah,” Bobby said rolling his eyes. “And if up to his whole world just for you, I’m sure. Shall we?” he said looking at Mico. Both of them changed into their wolves, the man scurried into the corner. Mico’s wolf was a brown wolf with two white spots above his eyes. While Bobby’s was a dark black one with a patch on his left eye and one white paw. He growled at the man.

Fucking Drusdor and his lack of hygiene. Not able to say that Bigfoot had recently resided in the back seat, Stralath forced a smile. "I briefly looked after a neighbors dog." "Oh. What kind?" Stralath touched the invisible disc attached to his skull and searched the database for an appropriate breed. "A big, drooly, smelly Mastiff."

not wanting to leave him alone. Michael looked over at his bed companion. Definitely a girl. She was a grey pit bull with a white spot on her chest. Half of her left ear was missing, and she had a big scar running down her nose. He remembered Edwardo saying she was a fighting ring rescue. Given her demeanor and the sheer number of rhinestones set in her pink leather collar, her life had to be pretty good now, right? “Heh, your collar’s even fancier than mine, huh?”

He was now fifteen that made him the natural alpha of the pact of bullies. “RUN! MARU!” Tiny Slim roared and stood up to face their oppressors behind him. His eyes were red and he seemed to almost cry as his emotions overwhelmed him totally. He knew that they cannot escape from this tight encirclement. Even before, he could not when he was just alone. Much more now that he has someone to take care of, his only friend Maru. Tiny Slim thought negatively.

I asked, my gaze fixed upon Richard, eager to unravel the mystery behind these remarkable beasts of burden. Richard's lips curled into a knowing smile, as if he had anticipated my question. "Ah, I see that the Baron's keen eye has not failed to notice the exceptional nature of these bulls," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of pride. "These are no ordinary creatures, but rather the first of their kind – the Titan bulls, a product of human ingenuity and innovation!"

"If you want to survive here, stay out of trouble—especially with the BB girls and Zachary." "BB girls? Who’s Zachary?" Lowering her voice, Olivia explained, "Zachary is Harrington’s biggest bully. And the BB girls? They’re our own mean girls—like the movie, but worse." Riley smiled nervously, hiding her sweaty palms. "I hope I never meet them."

There are other women wearing see through clothing as well, but some have their breast exposed completely, and some are totally nude. Club Shameless definitely lives up to its name. I now understand what Jace was saying about the different dynamic types within this lifestyle. There are quite a few Owners with their pets walking around, and I can’t help but stare in fascination at how the ‘pets’ crawl while on a leash, a butt plug with a tail attached swaying behind them. There is even a Daddy Dom with both a boy little and a girl little, both dressed in toddler-looking clothing and sucking on lollipops while their Daddy talks to another Dominant.

They can only do anything unless he tells them, so she is excited to hurt me as I am here, in their playroom. "I never thought your little cutie girl could be here, Damon?" Theodore Brown walks in, looking at me like I am just a dirt and walks to the other side of the room, still staring at me. He is our pack's Gamma's son, one who doesn't initiate bullying anyone but when he starts, they are just considered dead because he is deadly among everyone in this room. He killed almost 4 people before and no one can recognize the dead people’s face because of the torture they went through by him. People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary.

CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT MALAKAI * * As I watch, a delicate hummingbird flies into view, its feathers glowing like diamonds. I snap photo after photo, trying to freeze the moment. My camera lens views the curious butterfly as it lands on a nearby flower, its wings unfolding like tiny works of art. I lean in closer, capturing the intricate details of its delicate body. The theme of the assignment is animal versus nature, I just hope that the professor is going to like my work. I shift my camera to a new landscape and zoom only for all of my thoughts to freeze.