Human Pets Novels & Stories

When Lya opened the door, a little black mutt puppy immediately went for my arm, dragging at the sleeve of my jacket right where Rose’s mark was. “Hello, Henry,” I grumbled. Familiars made me uncomfortable. Purebreds had long been extinct, but there were still the distantly related part breds, bound to one form with limited abilities to communicate, around. It was usually witches and vampires that chose them. Sometimes one would find its way to a human, but the human would never know that their exceptional bond with a pet was supernatural. I didn’t understand why Oliver was opposed to Lya knowing her puppy was more than just a puppy.

We made it until 4 in the afternoon before we headed back to the shelter. "Hey guys, you're here? Mad, look what we've got here," Cassy held up two white puppies. "Beautiful puppies, right?" She walks close to Maddox, showing the adorable puppies. The puppies are clean and well-groomed and don't look like street dogs with no owners, although they are ASPINs, the usual street dogs in the Philippines. I have a terrible feeling about Cassy bringing puppies who have owners that just roam around the neighborhood. They don't look hungry either.

Anyone in this world could think of the worst person they know and Bianca Joseman would still be way worse. What she didn’t know was that pets were not new to me and I grew up with lots of them… cats, dogs, bunnies, even a parrot at one time. As an only child, my parents were always looking for new ways to keep me engaged. A room full of toys, a rotation of pets and frequent vacations did the trick. The only reason I didn’t keep a pet at that time was because Harry insisted he didn’t like them, though he didn’t seem to have a problem with me keeping the one from his mom.

her voice trailed off, leaving a deadly chill on my skin. “Unless what?” I urged her. “Unless you will end up like his other pets.” I am his Pet? And I could end up like his other pets? What the hell was this woman saying? The only thing I have ever known as pets were animals. Domesticated animals to be specific. Those were the ones people buy and take into their homes as pets, not a young woman like me who was already independent at the early age of Nineteen and had a flourishing career! “I’m no one's pet!”

I was utterly taken aback by his words. “What do you mean by that?” Coal growled. “Our laws are different…than what you may be used to,” Aatos hedged. I was starting to get a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. “Why is it not conducive to humans and wolves?” Aatos maintained eye contact with me. “Humans are considered pets…with no rights. They require a master or mistress for protection.” “Pets,” I repeated under my breath, remembering he’d called me pet a few times. “Do you own pets?”

I just knew that I would have a soundless sleep and I think I deserve that after everything that I've gone through. I don't remember the last time that I was this content. Was this why people loved dogs so much? They really are a man's best friend because Romeo has me feeling like I'm not alone in this world. It was starting to feel a lot like it was just me versus the world to be honest. But Romeo was a much needed and appreciated companion. I don't regret ever getting this "overgrown husky" which I was pretty sure wasn't a husky but a wolf. But he didn't seem wild, well, except when men tried to approach me. But other than that, he was a peach.

Excruciating, dreadful pain. As soon as Helion walked in, the dogs desisted from their meal and walked to his side. They purred around him like cats did, begging for his attention. He gave it to them, rubbing their furry heads and bodies. After a few seconds of running his fingers through their fur, he snapped his finger and they returned to mercilessly devouring the man's insides. “These are my pets.” He muttered casually. “If you're scared they'll come after you, they won't.”

Elle said and Kyle came out of the kitchen and walked towards Elle. "What's the problem?" He asked "She has a nose bleed" Elle said "My Pet?" Kyle said as he turned to Eva and Elle nodded "I'm not your pet Kyle" Eva said and Kyle smiled "Okk..Since you are not my pet, stop your nose bleed yourself" He said about to walk back to the kitchen when Eva said "Fine, fine, fine. I'm your Pet" Kyle had a small smile on his face when he heard her and said "Not convincing enough". Eva sighed and said in a playful voice "I'm your Pet. Your one and only Pet". Kyle smirked and walked towards her and held her hand as he went to where he kept the first aid.

I said to Clarissa, “and she’s not speaking.” “That’s because she’s a dog, Katla,” she said. “Dogs aren’t wolves, but that one is called a Husky. They’re supposed to look like little wolves, I guess. I don’t know where they came from actually, but humans have them as pets, for friends.” “So humans do have wolves! It’s just their wolves can’t talk back and aren’t part of them,” I’m not sure if it made it better or worse. I also felt bad for the small wolf dog on the leash.

I looked up and blinked. Two large, hairy dogs were standing just a few feet away. Labradors or Retrievers. Maybe a mix, but gorgeous. They weren't barking or acting aggressive, instead, they were just watching me with eyes that felt strangely friendly, almost human. I’ve loved dogs since I was a toddler, but pets were strictly forbidden at the orphanage. Now that I’m finally financially stable, I’ve been thinking about getting one. A companion, someone to dispel the quiet of my apartment, a reason to leave all the work in the office and get home.