Novel & Cerita Human Pets

"Wow, you know a lot." "I did my homework on them," Shane joked lightly. The woman released a pleasant laugh. "They like carrots." "That's wonderful. I wish I can keep one for a pet," she said sighing. "I have carrots at home to feed them. They're so adorable to look at and appear to be very gentle and friendly." "But they're wary of humans." Shane added looking back at her. "Wouldn't you like to own one for yourself, too?" She asked throwing a glance at him.

“I’ve been thinking about it all day. You’ve got to admit, it’s kind of catchy, no?” “No,” I agreed. “And besides, I don’t think we need to be giving anyone any more encouragement.” “You can’t tell me that this doesn’t make you a little happy,” she said, waving her hand at the room before us. “It’s amazing. I didn’t even realize so many people had pets around here. You know Marlena has a parrot?” “Yeah, I think I’m going to keep it dog only for the time being,” I replied with a chuckle. I couldn’t imagine the chaos of having a bird fluttering around here on top of everything else.

HUDSON Jim and Jay, two of my favourite pets, have huge lips that ooze saliva as they wag their tails eagerly awaiting the meal I'm about to pour out for them. They are my watchdogs, enormous, with large skulls and sagging jaws. The most devoted cat, I open a sealed can and pour the contents into their dish, where they gnaw on it with their jaws in the bowl and make a mess of the room.

My Pups needed to work, their superior intelligence, strength, and abilities had to be utilized or they would become dangerous Rogues, they could never be human pets. They would have hated the long periods of inactivity and eventually resented their families and I did not want to contemplate the consequences of that. I knew the Demons that lurked under my skin, I could control it but my Pups did not have that ability. That power lay only in the pure-bred, me.

I replied looking up at the sky. "I don't know, but I hope it is an elf. Rumor has it that they treat their pets and slaves the best. Think about it. Vampires use their pets as blood bags, even if they have blood bags roaming around them. I don't want to be sucked on for the rest of my life." I nod my head at her. I don't think anyone wants to be a blood bag.

Her eyes were amber and held nothing but hate. "No," I said quietly. "No?" She moved closer. "You sure? Because you look like you want to say something." I did. I wanted to spit fire at her and warn her not to ever make jokes about me. But the reminder hit me like a slap. I was only a human in a den full of wolves. So I pressed my lips together and forced myself to stay still. "That's what I thought,” she said, turning to the other wolves that were now staring fully at us. "The breeder can't speak if not asked to. I almost forgot that she's just a pet."

It was like they had eye contact like the animal could understand us. “Oh! I see so you have met our pet here, that’s great.” Lucifer remarks while he continues to look at the animal. “P..pet, what do you mean it's a pet.” “This one here is our pet dog, a very rare breed. It’s only found in our region, almost extinct. That’s why people don’t know much about it. This is one of its kind.” “Are you sure it’s a dog?” I can't believe my eyes. “Of course, see it is, you can even pet him.” He said petting the large animal on its head. I don’t know how he could do this to such a large being.

Its inquiry was answered as soon as Herschel yelped at the top of his lungs, “Owwww! Stupid dog—why are you—argh! This hurts! Let me go! Let me gooooo!” When it came to setting someone up, humans would always be infinitely better at it than dogs. This little b*tch thought it could set Javier up, huh? Then Herschel could do the same. It was fair game! This dog might be sapient, but was it capable of human speech? Ha! Javier was a master of setting people up. He had never lost to a human—let alone to some four-legged tail-wagger. Step aside, con-dog! Humans are just built differently—and Javier was the most different and special of them all!

Slightly opposite to beta male: less open and attractive to women, more inclined to intellectual activities. She scanned the living room, which was filled with dogs. Lots and lots of dogs. Puppies, crossbreeds, purebred dogs and even hounds. A few were gathered in the kitchen, huddled together as they were fed and licked with water. The rest kept their ardent footsteps exploring their new home, sniffing corners and running from room to room. A curly-haired terrier was chewing on a pillow that had fallen to the floor. A black poodle jumped on the couch and lay down to sleep. One more left, the hybrid dog (mutt) looked ready to raise his paw to mark the speaker, but Anna grabbed him and threw

I grinned and he rolled his eyes. “But we aren’t dogs.” He shrugged. He didn’t seem offended by my teasing and I really wanted to know everything about them. Deep down a voice was screaming at me to be scared, but I couldn’t help myself. I was completely and utterly intrigued by them. “We age a lot slower than normal humans. We aren’t immortal like vampires, but we can grow pretty old in human years.” I nodded. It made sense. Even their people who looked a little older seemed young at heart and I leaned back against him while we sat looking at his people having fun.