Grim Reaper Dog Novels & Stories

Behind it, several more pairs of glowing red eyes caught his attention. A loud grunt from Hines had him spinning around. One of the devil dogs had made its way past Christian and was gnawing on the Vampire’s head. “Son of a bitch!” Aaron screamed. Hines could do nothing to defend himself, and the canine had destroyed most of the quack’s scalp. Aaron shot the dog three times before it started whimpering and backed away. One more shot and it was down.

“Rise, my lambs. My darlings. Rise.” Cornelius Pritchard came ahead. Smiling. He heard something nearby, and then noticed the ghostly shapes surrounding him in the nighttime mist: dangerous silhouettes materializing, low to the ground, panting, their rough breath jetting. The smile died on his lips. Dogs. Big ones, their eyes glowing like red coal embers in the gloom, hackles raised. Hundreds. “What is this?” he rasped, faltering. Pritchard recognized a few of them, some of the ones he’d drugged and stolen from yards to practice his fledgling knife work upon. Yet here they were, back again, spectral . . . the unclean, detestable beasts. At his back, in front. All around him, dotting the fiel

Chuckling darkly he lifted her frame effortlessly into his arms before standing in a fluid motion. “Come Reaper.” He whistled, causing the dog to run to his side and follow him as he headed out of the cemetery. “Time to head back to base.” He said smoothly as his cold blue eyes gazed down at the beautiful woman in his arms before his mouth twisted into a dark smirk. He was going to have so much fun breaking her.

“Don’t worry. I’ll suck it real slow. It will last longer that way.” As turned on as he was by this woman, there were no guarantees he’d last at all. No matter how slow she sucked. He stared at her mouth as he took another slurp of his slush, holding the frigid beverage in his mouth to warm it slightly before he swallowed this time. Reagan bent and gave the dog another scratch behind the ears. “No more humping elderly women in wheelchairs, Riley. It’s not nice.” Riley barked and wagged his tail. Trey laughed.

These are two huge dogs, they look extremely vicious, and they are specially used by the factory to watch the door. Seeing that the dog pounced on Arielle, Leonard Grey quickly pulled Arielle behind him, and the dog jumped on Leonard Grey at once, opened its bloody mouth, and bit him, and it was about to bite his face. Leonard Grey stretched out his arm to block, and the dog bit his arm in one bite. He raised his other hand and punched the dog, which immediately let go. But Leonard Grey also had a row of tooth marks on his arm, and blood immediately flowed. He kicked another dog to the ground with one foot.

The tips of its white, terrible teeth showed, but only for a moment before its pale tongue emerged to lick Paul's hand. He leant closer to it, murmuring soothing nonsense. Presently he put down the torch so that he could lay his other hand on the wicked head. Watching him stroke firmly between the peaked ears and down the shaggy neck to the bunched shoulder-muscles, Amy sensed, rather than saw, that the muscles loosened a little. Certainly the ears stood less to attention. 'That dog ain't no savage,' said the man called Jim. 'E's as Christian as I am.'

I paused for a moment, then asked, “Can it still be rehabilitated?” Dogman thumped his chest confidently, “For others, maybe not. But for me? Piece of cake. A little love and it’ll be a whole new pup.” I nodded and handed the dog over, paying the deposit on the spot. The dog bared its teeth and thrashed violently, refusing to budge, its face twisted in a snarl. Without hesitation, Dogman pulled out his tool and gave the dog a quick “reward of love”. The dog dropped to the ground, completely knocked out.

The others charged into the demi god as he opened his right palm and stretched it out, flames burst out into the atmosphere, lingering into the dogs eliminating all of the wild beasts. He turned back to see what was happening at the room but he heard a loud growl from the gate and he stopped back as he saw a demon dog again but this time, more bigger or should I say like times ten of the ones he just faced. The dog walked in and roared loudly as it charged into Adrian. It ran rapidly and almost at the point of impact, Adrian lurged forward and slid through its belly, under its legs. As it widened its eyes in shock and couldn't turn back in time to reverse, Adrian had already stood up and gra

Corpses were allover the place, there were also dead…dogs? I raised my head to meet the cold stare of a mesmerizing, and abnormally very huge black dog, it had intense grey eyes. The dog was a sight to behold, I had never seen such like it in the twenty one years of my existence It growled at me, and took a step forward "This doesn't look like a dog any longer" I said and moved backwards

“He missed you so much he ran away from home! It’s a good thing I found him and brought him here to you!” “Oh, I missed him, too!” Dorin ran to the field to meet his dog. It was a black skinny dog with a wrinkly face, a white streak of thin fur ran from the base of its pointed ears, down to its spine. It reached up to Dorin’s shoulders as it jumped to greet him, and soon, the two were rolling on the grass, the dog licking the boy’s face enthusiastically. “So, you are Morecai.” The medic looked at the girl before him. He still could not see her face and could only look at her red, red lips.