Fluffy Tamer Novels & Stories

He twists head the way an adult dog would do when attacking. “Ladies and gentlemen, fluffy has his opponent – the pillow – down but can he keep him down? Oh, he twists to the right and he twists to the left. There’s definitely no hope for poor Mr Pillow. Fluffy goes for the countdown – 1, 2, 3. That’s it people, meet the new champion of the world….FLUFFFFFFFFFY!” I pretend to be a wrestling commentator.

Lottie's POV I watched as Fluffy approached me, her head nudging at my stomach gently. A cute sound bubbled from her throat. A warm sensation spread through me as Fluffy's touch seemed to resonate with the pups stirring inside me. It was as if they recognised the hellhound's presence, responding with gentle flutters. I couldn't explain how, but despite the cuffs suppressing my abilities, this connection brought me a glimmer of relief. For a moment, the fear and uncertainty faded, replaced by a comforting sense of unity.

Knowing I couldn't stay there indefinitely, I struggled to free myself from him. Once I was up, he decided to stretch, yawning like a crocodile. With a smile, I observed his dull fur, which was falling out in clumps. I’d have to brush him soon to get rid of that, because right now he looked like a mangy dog. However, despite everything, he seemed to be in very good shape. I could see muscles protruding on his body again, as if he were regaining strength at high speed.

’ Callum growled. Fletcher took the offence, trying to land punch-after- punch. With every hit, Fletcher proved I was the better fighter. His anger made him sloppy, while I stayed calm and collected. Fletcher's fighting style was predictable, and even in my current state, it was not hard to evade most of his hits. Once Fletcher realised he could not best me as a human, he shifted to his wolf. I did so as well, and Callum did not disappoint me. Despite the similar size of Callum's and Fletcher's wolves, I was confident that Callum was the superior fighter. Fletcher only fought those weaker than him and let others handle any disturbances along the border.

“We understand the value and power of the mate bond. Anyone who is paying attention can see it.” “Not everyone seems to be paying attention,” I say, finally releasing Amaya from my calming aura when Zephyr steps back. Amaya turns her snout to me and nudges me. “You’re welcome, little water dragon,” I say, gently rubbing my hands over her snout. I grin when I hear MY dragon growling a low warning behind me. I turn to look at her, seeing the fire flickering around her mouth.

her brain screamed at her. “I know, right?” she managed after a lengthy pause. “I mean, it’s lettuce. How many choices do we really need?” Super-Hot Guy’s smile deepened, causing an equally sexy dimple to materialize in his left cheek. I can’t take much more of this… He walked toward her, his every move graceful – like a jungle cat, she thought to herself – and said, “Exactly. I myself am good with regular old romaine.” Trixie’s brain sputtered to a stop when she caught his scent.

Liam. The door swung open, and Liam filled the frame, a cascade of dark curls framing a grin that could melt glaciers. His eyes, the colour of a stormy sea, crinkled at the corners, alight with mischief and a warmth that seemed to bypass all her carefully constructed defenses. He was taller now, broader, the boyish angles of his youth smoothed into a more potent, masculine line. He carried a worn duffel bag slung over one shoulder, a testament to his perpetually on-the-go lifestyle."Mitchell!" His voice, a low rumble that vibrated deep in her chest, was laced with genuine delight. He swept her into a hug, a strong, confident embrace that felt both familiar and thrillingly new. The scent of s

"Why on Earth should I do that?, I don't want to get caught up in you lovers reunion and I know the two of you are going to cry . I don't want to witness that" "You're a clown, you know that right?" "Yes I do and lest I remind you, Kyle is just a few months old, no matter how you guys do it, try not to conceive just yet please" She says naughtily and I smack her head hard. "What was that for?" She asks with a frown as she rubs the spot. "And I thought Blake was the one teaching you how to talk dirty, now I realize it's actually in your DNA" "You still can't survive without me"

He had assumed she was lying, maybe trying to avoid him after what he did to her in the afternoon. He liked the way her body responds to his touch, he purposely asked her to prepare that flower so he can torture her with the thought that he has a lover. He wants to see the jealous side of her, and he succeeded. He would make her desperate for him! Make her yearn for him! Make her want him! Make her submissive to him. He would tame her and make her his completely. For some reasons he didn't want to see Jamie again, not after their almost sex escapade the last time he invited her over to his house.

The Beast. He was surprised to say the least, that Professor Ridley-Forrester was a young, Asian woman. She was about as intimidating as a butterfly. Had his brother been joking about her reputation? Sure, he’ll admit that the woman possessed great self-defense skills but nothing about her screamed evil bitch. Evan decided to introduce himself. Without another thought, he strolled onto the mat, stopping in front of the petite woman.