Horror Dog Novels & Stories

“Give it back! Give my head back!” “How about I give you a piece of my f*cking mind instead, you lil b*tch?!” Javier snarled as he whacked the dog with the stick. He had been lulled into believing that this con-dog had been stopped from terrorizing others, but holy hell, this was no dog! This dog was straight-up magic! It cosplayed a ghost at night for a living! Who the f*ck in their right mind would believe this if they did not see it!

"Put the gun away and back off." He doesn't move, so this time, I take him by the arm, easing him backwards. The pitch is low. Whatever's producing the sound is big. As we retreat a few steps, the owner of the sound emerges. And he's a whopper. Black, with ginger face markings and eyebrows, this dog could be cast as 'Hellhound of the Year'. A Rottweiler, he crouches, body hanging low, ears laid flat back. His eyes are white-rimmed and his lips pulled back to display ranks of pristine teeth.

They rarely get close to the edge of the forest, where humans live. The dog was very obedient and followed behind the owner, but the dog's hunch forced him to turn his head to look at the bush again. The girl with the sexy body stepped out of the bush, and all around was the darkness. She doesn't have a piece of cloth on her. The white hair is up to shoulder length, but even more special is the pointed white ears. The dog went from a state of vigilance to a normal state of docility, as if it had learned something from the girl.

And it was far colder than when he was surrounded by thousands of corpses on both sides. GRRRRRRRRRRRR! “Huh? What’s that sound? Where’s that water coming from?” Xiao Chen, who had just managed to catch his breath, looked up and saw a huge mouth wide open, drooling right at him. “Damn it, what kind of beast is this?” Xiao Chen asked with a shocked expression, immediately backing away from the spot without a second thought. When he looked again, it was a demonic beast shaped like a giant dog, but jet-black in color, with three heads… This was clearly no ordinary dog, and if even its guardian looked like this, wouldn’t Xiao Chen really have to fight this giant dog all by himself? He immediatel

Tears streamed down my cheeks. I had always known I was guilty, but hearing it spoken aloud—spoken with such hatred—hurt unbearably. Heavy footsteps echoed somewhere in the distance. Something was approaching. But Stas didn’t move, which meant it had to be his accomplice. From that same direction came a strange growl, and I stared into the darkness in terror. A tall, middle-aged man stepped out of the shadows, holding two dogs on leashes—bull terriers, it seemed. Everything inside me turned cold. Stas noticed the horror in my eyes and laughed, his laughter so chilling it made me tremble.

The moment he did, it became visible. It was massive, with black fur. Nicholai had ripped it into two equal parts. Blood was everywhere on the floor. Its bones were outside, and I’d never seen anything like this before. I’d heard of hellhounds, but I never thought I’d actually get to see one. My stomach churned. Tara screamed, her hands covering her mouth. I instantly turned. The desperate hellhound moved once, twice, then went limp. Nicholai didn’t flinch. This horrific sight didn’t faze him once. He moved over the corpse, breathing heavily, blood running down his cheeks and chest as he glared into the empty space next to Tara.

She clapped her hands and said, “Mr. Ceb, come in!” Woof! Woof! Loud and fierce barks came from outside the door. The barks shocked everyone in the house, sending chills down their spines. Then, three Molosser hounds ran into the house. Each hound was half as tall as a human and looked fierce. A bloodthirsty gleam flashed in their eyes as they stuck their tongues out. Their appearance alone left the other family members horrified, some almost peed their pants. “Deb, Mr. Ceb is…”

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”

He fetched for some herbs which he rubbed into his palms and lit it into the fire, it's smoke-filled the air and the room became choked to catch a breath. He walked gently to where he had laid Horrh, he knelt with his left knee in genuflection and administered the hot herbs he had prepared. He massaged her at the back thoroughly where she had a sore bite from the vampires. As for Garry, she had laid it to a peaceful rest. The dog had charged at the vampires when they molested Horrh and it was bitten to death while Horrh escaped at the moment the dog formed a defence, she sustained two-edged teeth pierced through her body at the back of her neck.

She was not in the mood to admire the scenery; instead, she was anxious that Lewis was going to feed her to the dogs. The dogs' barks resonated with an unnerving ferocity, far from the usual sounds of domesticated canines. Their menacing howls seemed to carry a sense of malicious intent. Josephine's gaze fixated on the distant fence, revealing a frenzied pack of dogs within its confines. A few unfortunate canines were confined within cages, further intensifying the scene's unsettling atmosphere.