Fnaf Dogs Novels & Stories

I said as I looked up and saw him nodding in agreement. A sudden idea came to me. In a state of confusion, Bryan asked, "What is it?". "Do you still have the contact who sells dogs in town?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" Bryan asked, furrowing his brows in puzzlement. "I need a puppy." I replied, "But not just any puppy." "Is it a puppy for you?" Bryan asked. With a huge smile, I said, "I need a Lilac Blue Brindle French bulldog for Arina."

Her own and sitting for her brother’s dogs. “Yeah, yeah. I know you want me to take care of the hounds from hell.” “If you’d stop feeding them all day long, they wouldn’t attack you for a treat every few seconds,” he said, sounding impatient. “Hey! So I’m a little soft around the big mutts. I can’t help it. They’re cute.” Well, cute in a dogs-almost-as-big-as-her kind of way. “Stop overfeeding the dogs, Dani. Anyway, if you need anything, Blake and Kane are only a short walk away.”

A girl from a well-off family once confessed her feelings to me, but she ended up crying after I rejected her. She should have known that rejection was a possibility. It annoyed me how it was made to seem like it was my fault. Others might assume I’m a bit heartless because of that, but I don’t really care. When I got back, I saw Yohan sitting together with Baiya, Nakka, and their two puppies, Foura and Naira. The two dogs had been sterilized after having their litter, and the same would eventually apply to Foura and Naira. “Brother, you know we have dinner with Uncle Dylan tomorrow, right?”

"Hey, do you want to get back at the man who hurt you?" Logan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at me with alarmingly bright eyes. "Yes." A vicious smile curled on my lips as I lazily tilted his chin up with the toe of my shoe. "Then become my lapdog, and I'll give you everything you want." Logan lowered his head and fell silent. Just as I grew impatient and was about to turn away, he reached out and grabbed my ankle. "Woof." From then on, Logan became my most devoted lapdog.

As the end of the school year is fast approaching, Arman and Kyle spend more time together. But now, they have an addition to their team. Arman named the dog he rescued as Bullet. He's starting to grow and change, and people are starting to notice that he's not just a typical dog. Some of their neighbors are saying that Bullet is not a dog, but a wolf.

Black in color, the wheels were definitely all-terrain, peeking in the lightly tinted windows he saw the backseats were folded down and a fur-lined dog bed took the space. “Riding in style,” he murmured. He took another turn around the van and noticed the New York plates. Did this person drive all the way here? Who is this person? With enough gawking done, he set out to walk back to his van, and the sound of loud playful barks reached him. Brows furrowed he was confused, all the herding dogs were out in the field, why were these back on the compound? Turning around he saw two larger-than-life identical dogs come bounding toward him. “Huskies?! Where in the hell these two came from,” he shout

She didn't even know dogs stood outside the house! She pushed herself off the railing and moved out of the room. She went downstairs and saw that the main gates of the house were open. She saw Nathaniel outside, stepping out of his car, and beside his legs stood the dogs that barked. As she heard them, she thought they were golden retrievers because she only knew of them and found them to be cute. They are very common and friendly with humans, too. If she wanted to have a pet dog, she would even go for it. But the dogs that stood beside Nathaniel's legs made her eyes go wide.

I recruited a biological weapon of mass distraction. He was a Tibetan Mastiff puppy, a fluffy, oversized cloud of charcoal-colored fur named Bane. At ten weeks old, he already weighed thirty pounds and had the territorial instincts of a warlord. My plan was simple: win over Leo and Luna, and provide a distraction so loud and chaotic that no one would notice my beard peeling. I led Bane through the service entrance, the puppy’s giant paws thumping against the marble like muffled drums. "Luna! Leo!" I chirped, the Jean-Pierre accent back in full, grating force. "I have brought a small... eh... souvenir from ze mountains!"

She ran up the path. Caleb felt uneasy and gave further instructions to Sebastian. "Send some police dogs over there. Something might have happened up there." Nani's breed was known for their intelligence, comparable to a human child of six or seven years in intellect. She had always been smart, so her behavior tonight suggested she likely witnessed something significant. Sheepdogs, by nature, loved to run and were full of energy. Combined with the excellent training from the people at Dawn Haven Villa, Nani was almost on par with a police dog.

Blackmail wouldn't work. "This is a private beach, you know." The lady pointed a bony finger. "I'll call the police." Stralath raised his hand in apology. "We're leaving, ma'am—I like your dog." The Golden Lab looked scared of Stralath and probably sensed the alien predatory vibes. Galene took Stralath's hand as they walked toward the fence. "Do you have dogs on your planet?" "A similar creature—but they're not domesticated and are less friendly—they're larger."