Greyhound Mga Nobela at Kwento

It is no longer news that silverhound is a name to be feared In all the lands, after the blood that is the succession ceremony of Jerome, the world knows just one silverhound who is a car guru, a drug guru, the underground king, above the ground princess, king of the paranormals and a god.

“I didn’t realize that just anyone could buy them.” “You got the money; you can have one. Joker is trained in home protection and not any K9 whatevers. Zack has Ghost who is a white shepherd, did not even know that was a thing, but she’s gorgeous. Ghost is trained in personal protection and search and rescue. Nate thinks we need to train Joker for SNR.” Shelby gave a little laugh. “He hides in the house and then yells for Joker to find him.” Jolene chuckled. “You got to start somewhere.”

She’s ready to run, and I can feel her anticipation coursing through us both. We don’t have to wait long before they trot back, Alcyone, Luna Allison’s wolf, and Geras, Greg’s wolf. Alcyone is big for a she-wolf, but she’s still smaller than Zanthe. Her pale grey fur is beautiful, with darker patches along her side and silver streaks across her head. Geras, on the other hand, is a hulking mass of dark brown fur with almost black flecks running along his back and shoulders. He’s a powerhouse, and not a wolf I’d want to mess with.

My mom had been captured by rogues for the sole purpose of using and abusing the red wolf’s power, and Grey was determined that it would never happen again. ‘I can’t make any promises.’ Grey replied. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. My wolf was unique. Although mostly black, his paws and a stripe on his chest were a dark red color. The color was so dark it almost looked black, but when the sun shined off of it, you could see the red hue to it. Grey liked to joke that it made him more powerful. I was certain it made him more of a jackass.

Oh my God, a freaking giant, greyish-white dog. "What the fuck?" My heart thundered.

By now, Kimberly, Sheryl, and Ertan were already at the racetrack. Kimberly has put on the safety gear to ride the horse. She was pulling a big brown horse with black, bushy horsehair. The horse's name was Shetland, and it came from Arabia. Arabian horses are one of the oldest horse breeds. As the name implies, this horse comes from the Arabian Peninsula. Its height is 145–155 cm, with a weight of 360–450 kg. The color varies from black to white to brown to gray.

Lissa smiled at the audience, ‘Maya and Kyla are highly trained guard dogs, being hybrids they are much more intelligent than the average German Shepherd, they are also quicker and much more powerful. I am going to give you a demonstration but I must ask that you all remain seated and stay as quiet as you can. Thank you.’

I heard him getting closer, so I set a higher speed, and Aesira started slackening off. Shit. I forgot that nobody could keep up. My wolf, Rona, was swift and super pliable. I had never met another wolf capable of keeping pace with me. Edira sometimes had to use magic to hold on to my pace, especially when we were running from Orfeo's dark hunters. A dark hunter is a wolf with deep grey fur and a slender body. They are known for their tracking abilities and are very good at sneaking over a pack's border unnoticed. A well-trained dark hunter can even hide their scent for fifty miles.

She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Goodness, fine!" I helped her stand and she brushed herself off. She glared at all the dogs before lifting her hand. "Sit!" Then, six butts hit the ground. The dogs' tails thudded against the earth and saliva dripped to the grass from panting mouths. She pointed at each one of the dogs and spoke their names, I forgot them all as soon as she spoke them. Except one. Daisy was this huge Bernese Mountain dog with thick fur and a huge loving smile. I already knew she was going to be my favorite. I didn't remember the others, but I knew the Great Dane was Eliza's favorite.