Greyhound Novels & Stories

As the pier approached, Puddy put on a pitiful face, begging. "No." Once he had made a decision, there was no room for negotiation. "But last night, we went to Song's casino. Can't Dad use connections to get us in?" He was, after all, a dog lover and didn't want to watch the races to gamble; he just wanted to see the Greyhounds up close. The Greyhounds were considered the fastest dogs with an elegant and streamlined appearance and ran incredibly fast. He just wanted to see their graceful speed as they reached the finish line.

The hotel sandal he was wearing fell to the floor. "Hey, I have to finish my business here to take that dog to its master and kick my ass back to America ASAP. Can't we work together now?" Iris was getting emotional right now. Usually, Jonathan never sucks like this. But suddenly she remembered Jonathan's words at that time. About a demon that can turn into an animal to hide from hunters. Her brain was thinking so fast that it felt like her mind was spinning. The husky dog ​​is a striped gray, cold expression and fierce with other hunters. Iris suddenly took a few steps back when she realized that. Her mouth was in a strange smile and her hands brushed her hair back roughly.

Emily scooped up the wagging pup and shoved it toward Godric, who barely had time to grasp the puppy before she embraced Cedric. Godric glowered as she placed a light, excited kiss on Cedric's face. The poor rake was blushing deeply by the time she released him and reclaimed her gift from Godric. The puppy's pink tongue lapped her chin as she held it up to her face. Never in all of Godric's life had he been jealous of a dog. Cedric ruffled his hand through the puppy's fur. "She's an English foxhound. She'll need a lot of daily exercise, but she'll be the best hunter and the most loyal companion you'll ever have."

oh Goddess . the scent of her is a delirious mix of smells and emotions and memories: a wild run through pine forests, a plunge into cool water, the mewls of a newborn pup, the madness of the moon's call ... The other two wolves pad after her. Fulvio's giant ginger wolf (though he insists its gold-coloured) and Graydon Airwolf. Graydon seems so much younger in his wolf form. Elder hardly seems right though he has the same air of restrained power as in his human form.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

This time Alexander curiosity was finally piqued as he raised his eyebrows and both of them gave Ash questioning looks. "So what's the full note all about, Ash?" "First off, a Donna is a title. The Donna bears a high rank in the Balck Wolf Clan world. Or maybe, just as what you said. This Donna might be the mole in the Clan. And, the note doesn't end there." Ash grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table. It was a piece of note where the handwriting was too similar. As if it was a part of the mysterious note.

The silver-hounds were beasts of nightmare—wolves bred with dark alchemy and conditioned to hate the scent of magic. They lunged across the frost-covered grass of the valley, their jaws snapping with bone-crushing force. Lyra waited until the lead hound was inches from her throat.

The memory of yellow eyes in the forest, the way he’d stepped aside. “I don’t know.” Ronan studied me. “Rogues don’t spare unknown wolves. Especially not untrained ones.” “He said… they would kill me for breathing.” Ronan went still. “That’s a Council phrase,” he said quietly. My stomach dropped. “So they already knew about me.” “Yes.” “How?” His gaze flicked away for the first time. “There are records. Bloodlines. Scents that don’t disappear.” “Like mine.” “Like yours.”

They weren’t a group I should miss. I rounded the corner and found it harder to keep walking. I collapsed to the side onto a bench and took a few breaths. This was ridiculous, I couldn’t have been feeling guilty. What was wrecking me had to have just been the stress from the last day. I heard the tip tap of nails on concrete and looked up thinking I would have seen a giant black wolf running down the sidewalk towards me and my heart leaped. Of course no such luck, it was just some jogger with her dog. It wasn’t even a wolf like breed either it was some lab mix.

Quickstep said to the system. "Affirmative, host," the system responded. Quickstep then moved silently as his long body trek on the ground. After only 3 minutes, Quickstep saw the animal. It is tan in color with black spots all over its figure. It also has a slender, long-legged body which indicates its prowess in speed.