Fantastic Beasts Dougal Novels & Stories

All the avian familiars were getting sick. They were all brought to the Medical Bay where Doctor Dougal diagnosed them with West Nile Virus. Nadia’s familiar was one of the infected and was quarantined in the Medical Bay. Goblins could heal faster than regular animals but they weren’t immortal.

The dogs kept on looking at Jai and he couldn’t stay calm from their gaze. “Um, hi?” Jai greeted them. But they didn’t even flinch. The little girl giggled beside him and started pointing one by one to the dogs around them. “All of them are boys. This is Kiki, he is a Koshi beast. This is Olsen, he is a moonwolf. Lastly, Hugo, he is a Bronzaback Direwolf. He is the boss from these two, but they are very good friends with each other. We are a pact.”

Anya pulls her into her arms. "You're going with us. We're bunnies, too. We're the Biker Bunnies." I let her explain as Dayan and I walk into the office. Doug is lying on the ground with his head almost decapitated and his penis missing. That has Sydney written all over it, but if she were here, where is she now? "A witch has them." I turn and look at Alan. He has his hand on Doug's desk, and his eyes look far away.

She stuffed the phone back to Damian Desmond, panicking to get out of the car, but she was pulled back. "Who is Xu?" Although the name sounds strange, it made Fiona Forger cautious, and Damian Desmond couldn't help but be curious. Who or what is this mystical being? "It's a dog I raised." Fiona Forger tried to calm herself down. "It usually has a big appetite, and tonight it overate, so I have to take it for a walk." Haizz, her ability to lie was progressing day by day! It wasn't entirely a lie. Xu is the name of the dog she has been raising since it was a puppy.

"What do you mean, Frederick? This is my spirit beast. Meet my Daisy, the Nine-tailed fox." The crowd became silent. They didn't expect that Dakota would have that. Now, they had doubts about who will win. They looked at Dakota who saw on the Nine-tailed fox back. The Nine-tailed fox was gentle to Dakota. "That's Daisy, right? Wow. She is so sweet to Dakota." Zachary pointed at the Nine-tailed fox. Maximo rolled his eyes. "Of course, that's her spirit beast."

And then I found the word, bold and clear, right there in the title. Doll. I looked up at him. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Something that looked like satisfaction. “I want you to be my Doll,” he said. Mia made a sound behind me, a sharp intake of breath, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. I was standing in my doorway, holding a contract that said I was his, and the man who’d been following me for two weeks was waiting for me to sign it.

I could feel Dougal’s gaze from across the table—steady, heavy, unblinking. “Glad you agree.” Leo’s smile widened. “You’ve got great instincts.” “Thanks.” I let my fingers graze his wrist as I handed the tablet back. Dougal’s fork froze midair. Just for a second. Then he resumed eating, movements precise, too careful. When Leo excused himself to take a call, Dougal finally spoke. “You two seem… friendly today.” “Do we?” I asked, sipping my drink. His eyes narrowed. “You’re enjoying this.”

Three years ago, at a Sotheby's auction, Damon sent me to deal with a Russian who was becoming a problem. The man's name was Leo Volkov. When I pressed a gun to his back, he didn't flinch. He just laughed quietly and slipped this phone into my hand. He’d whispered, "A beautiful bird in a golden cage always dreams of flying. When your master breaks your wings, call me. I'll give you the sky." I thought he was crazy. Now, he was my only hope. My trembling fingers typed out a message: [I'm taking your offer. Three days. Get me the hell out of New York.]

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

He only watched with that calculating look he got when he didn’t trust the obvious. “You used to come to the edge of the woods,” the boy said. “You had a red notebook and you made me promise not to scare your dog.” My throat went dry. There was a dog. A small one.it name was Mutt. Brown with one floppy ear. The image hit so fast it knocked the breath out of me. “You left it tied to the fence while you picked wildflowers.” I didn’t answer. “You said your name was Audrey Dauval. You said you hated your middle name. And you asked me if I believed in monsters.”