In The Dog House Novel Novels & Stories

Marin looked around suspiciously. "Because you came back suddenly, I haven't assigned someone to clean up," Liki said a few words to pass and then turned to leave. This is the heroine in the novel, although her attitude is well hidden, she can see the disdain in the heroine's eyes. Marin sighed, walked around the bedroom as close to the bed, the stench became stronger, she held her breath and lifted the bed sheet when she discovered a decomposing dog carcass, the choker made her easy to recognize as a beloved dog carcass because of the necklace she wore around her pet dog's neck when she was a child.

I walk up to her front door, tip the flower pot on the front porch, and sure enough, there’s her key. We don’t live in the greatest neighborhood. Not that it’s high crime but the small Albuquerque suburb of duplex homes is also not crime free. A loud “Woof” comes from the other side of the door. I left my gun at home in case I’m tempted to shoot the dog. I use the key and push open the door with both arms ready to save my manhood. The interior is cool, stupid woman leaves her air running on high for a dog. One hundred and forty pounds of ugly mutt hits me as soon as I take a step inside. His tongue slathers my face and sure enough his curly haired body begins the writhing motion of a dog try

Sheldon sold his own blood just to scrape together enough cash to sneak back into the country. He'd lost everything—flat broke, banned from flying, and not a penny to his name. Smuggling himself back was his only option. After a grueling week-long trip, he finally made it home. The first thing he did was rush to the basement apartment in our old neighborhood, thinking he'd find me and the boys there. But when he opened the door, all he saw was junk piled to the ceiling, the place stinking of mold and trash.

Once everyone finished filing in and the courtiers settled down I felt exposed. All eyes were on me, I could feel them. Everyone wanted their chance to look at the changeling turned pet for the House of Wolves. Luckily, it wasn’t long before Dimitris came in to the bang of three spear heads on the ground.

"This is your absolute last chance to turn around, Danny. Think very carefully before you open your mouth. Do you truly want to surrender your freedom and stay here as my dog?" Standing there beneath the sharp spotlights of his living room, with my heart hammering against my ribs, I didn’t hesitate for a single fraction of a second. The noise in my head was still gone, and he was the only anchor I had left. "Yes. I am completely sure."

Below, kids chased after puppies, their laughter carrying through the air. Smoke rose from the kitchen chimney, and the smell of food drifted up on the wind. Those days of fear, of being cornered and betrayed, were finally over. Duke wandered over and nudged my leg, his tail spinning like a propeller. “Woof. [Hey, Hannah, how about some grilled pork tonight?]” I understood him. I crouched down and rubbed his head. “Yeah. You’ll get plenty.” This world was rotten to the core. People ate each other alive.

“I’m doing that. It’s not easy to establish contacts.” We talked only about business after that, even if it was clear that Christian wasn’t happy about it. Too many people were trying to meddle in my marriage, and I didn’t appreciate it in the slightest. It was almost midnight when I unlocked the front door and entered the entrance hall. Light from the living room caught my attention. Elia wouldn’t be waiting there. The guards had their own small house on the premises where they could spend the night. Something darted toward me. It took me a moment to understand that it was the dog. She yapped, and I braced myself to grab her again before she destroyed another pair of my pants.

"Don't you know? Renee sold off your company and the house for dirt cheap. She's trampling on everything you worked for! It's so unfair to you…" Hunter had been drowning in frustration, but after hearing her words, his spirits lifted. Right then and there, he vowed to rise again and give her the luxurious life she deserved. Three months later, they were officially married. They took their baby to a newly opened infant swimming center. "Welcome!" I stepped out of the store with a smile. However, I froze for a moment when I saw them. Trailing behind them was the very dog that had attacked me. It looked like Willow had taken the time to fix its broken leg. The moment the dog spotted me, it bare

The sky was fully dark, and Luke’s house was unlit—he wasn’t home. A chilly breeze cooled my fiery, restless heart, bringing me back to a calmer state. As I opened the gate, Doggo barked and poked his head out from the living room. He was about to run over to me, but in a blink, he retracted his little legs and lay down at the door, just watching me. You little traitor! I turned to leave, but he whimpered and scratched the door with his tiny paw. He wanted to come closer but seemed wary, as if worried I’d take him back to the vet.

She curled in a slow circle and plopped down with a grunt, her head on Rich’s lap, who looked to Deadmond quickly. “It’s all right,” came George’s response. “She’s got run of the place, pretty much. Always has. House isn’t really a home without a big dog in it, right? I like to think so anyway.” He took a long drink. “Remember the blizzard when she got into those damned coleus plants in here, had that horrible reaction to them? And you rushed her to the emergency vet clinic? You saved her life that winter night.” Richard nodded, scratching the ruff around the dog’s neck, while Katie patted her crooked hind leg gently. He did actually; funny how he could remember that. George finished his lem