Ghost Phantom Poodle Novels & Stories

She didn’t remember him mentioning her. Violet smiled. “Mm-hmm.” The manager finished checking Goldbar and walked over with it in his arms. He saw Violet and smiled. “Ms. Lovegood, you’re here. Lady is done with her shower. I’ll bring her out in a bit.” “Don’t worry about it. I’m not in a hurry.” Violet looked at the Alaskan Malamute in Daisie’s arms. “Do you like dogs too?” She replied, “Yes!” “I love them too. I have a poodle called Lady. What is this cutie’s name?”

She probably thought she wouldn’t have been seen as it was near a more isolated part of their boarders. At the time, we didn’t know that it was a young pup we were looking for. We thought it was at least a teenage wolf. For being maybe 10, her wolf was huge. Easily 5 feet from the rogues description. She is Black with purple highlights on her coat and some purple markings as well. I am going to make them Nightshades pay for lying to me. They knew that they had the girl, and she would have been who I was looking for.

His eyes were more of a muddied blue color, almost turquoise. He had to be a mutt with wolf and husky genetics, but there also was something else. Gail thought perhaps a mastiff because of his size. She sighed. With him being a mutt, Gail worried the chances that he had an owner were slim. More than likely, he was a born stray. At least he wasn’t feral so far. Perhaps he was looking for his forever home, tired of being in the woods. “Well, Chunky…” The mutt chuffed, giving her that look again.

Geneva loosened her fierce grip on his arm and picked up the rat that didn't even squirm. "Ghost rats can't be dangerous or have rat diseases, can they?" She could feel his shrug even with her back turned. "Our own personal ghost pet and I'll name it Mickey." She announced. "How sure are you that it's a male?" His unexpected question made her twirl to face him. "Even if it's a female, Mickey should do." "Minnie," he suggested. "Does this look like a Minnie to you?" "It does look like a mini you."

Aiden guesses, not that it needs much guesswork. “A ghost,” I nod. “His horse is a stallion. Blackmarsh has mares. There have been foals that we don’t have another explanation for. They’re not ghosts, they’re perfectly normal horses as far as anyone can tell. They’re very, very good horses. Promises Kept is one of them, Keppy for short. He’s one of Katie’s competition horses.” “Ghosts can do that?” He sounds dubious. I’d never have guessed it was possible either, if I hadn’t seen the evidence. “What about Bellmouth, does he have puppies?”

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

After my little brother, Cochran Ceberano, dies in a car crash, my parents hand the toy poodle he raised over to me. But I haul the dog to an unlicensed, back-alley animal clinic right away and have him neutered. Why? Because I've been reborn. In my previous life, on the day the dog arrives at our house, he suddenly turns vicious, scratching and biting me at every turn. Afraid of upsetting my parents, I bend over backward to win him over. I feed him the best dog food, and I even sleep next to him on the couch. But he only gets worse. Day by day, my sanity crumbles. Insomnia sets in, followed by auditory hallucinations. I even start dreaming that he's chasing me down and tearing me apart

“Personal Assistant, huh… how should I call it again?” Speaking the name of that thing, “Wai!” Boof [Hewoo, I am your personal assistant. Wai, how may I help you?] A small creature that looked similar to a Halloween ghost for kids showed up. But… the features looked just like the panda. Weird… it also had black vault horns and tails. But the face looked exactly like what a panda has. “Wai… Where am I? Why am I here?” [You currently have a total of 80 harto. Each question would deduct five of it. Would you still want to ask those two questions? Yes or No]

The creature resembled neither a human nor a ghost. The Violet Rain Bird’s expression turned grim, its massive body trembling. “Be careful, Master Adrian. This is a Human Ghoul.” A Human Ghoul was a humanoid monster classified as a type of daemonic beast. Its sharp fangs and black eyes presented a truly frightening sight. As the creature growled, Adrian's gaze turned icy. “You really think you’re something?” He charged at the beast.

"How is it possible that you can drink? Thought you said you're a ghost?" He scoffs at her. "Thought I said...," he pauses and takes a peek at his body before turning back to her. "Isn't that my body laying lifeless down there?" "Hmm, how is it possible then that you can drink?" "Because my mum is from the ghost clan while I'm from the clan of the ghost of terror. So even in my ghost form, I can do anything I want. Although I don't feel comfortable with being a ghost and there are certain limitations."