Jenna Marbles Dogs Novels & Stories

Lucas glanced at the wall where one of the social media dashboards displayed graphs of engagement spikes. “You have untiil this weekend” he said. “I want names, family, location, everything.” He paused. "Jason, what is the latest dog breed?" --- MARCO'S PENTHOUSE The sound of glass shattering on the floor echoed around the apartment startling Alecia and making her flinch.

But at least in her debilitated state she wasn't returning the mating bite he had explained to her. She wanted to dream. She wanted to play with the black wolves. She loved when she was a wolf in her dreams. She and her friends would run in the fields for what seemed like hours and hours. As she drifted off to sleep in her cage in the cold cave, her wolf was free. Jenna thought the dreams were just that, but her wolf knew the truth. Of course Jenna didn't even know her wolf even existed. She thought she was just part of the dream.

After Usher left, we remained in the office in comfortable silence. It was like we went back in time. Back to when we were kids and didn’t fuck things up and lost one of my best friends. Jenna was on the couch, half lying and half sitting. Her attention on the tablet she was holding. Zeke was typing frantically on his phone. Texting back and forth with his mate, whom he is yet to introduce to the entire pack. Many people believe he is faking his mark. He’d traveled one time and came back with a mark. Said he found his mate but she wasn’t ready to move across the world at once, she needed time to think.

"It's..." "Annoying?" She interjected, wincing. "I tend to do that sometimes." "No," He shook his head. "I find it... Kinda cute." He grinned. Amaliah rolled her eyes. "Which ones are yours?" He inquired, pointing to the girls and the dogs. "The black and white border collie and the girls wearing yellow dresses," She replied. "What about you?" "Someone else walked my dogs for me," He answered. "But they're around here somewhere."

Jasper looks suspicious, but kisses her hand and waits to hear what she has to say. “Dad- uh, I-I mean, Mister Cirillo bought us a puppy to be friends with our wolves. His name is Mister Happy. He’s a Saint Barnyard and still in our bedroom.” Kara pouts to match Katie. Jasper suppresses a laugh at her mispronunciation. “He’ll be sad without us.”

accompanied by a playful wink. Engaging in light-hearted banter, Jenna retorted, "You may claim me, little wolf, but not until you've explored every inch from head to toe. Apparently, your javelin lacked the size earlier, but fear not, dimensions hold no significance for me, my little wolf." Tommy's eyes widened. "Little? Wait until you recover, and you'll witness how 'little' I was," Tommy jokes, playfully showcasing the dynamic of their mate bond.

I said. Marina and Jason exchanged looks. "Actually, that doesn't seem like a bad idea," Jason said. He was finally smiling. Marina frowned. "I would have to kiss random strangers, so no thanks." Jason shrugged. "Oh well, then don't worry about it." He looked back at me. "You heard her. She doesn't want to. So, you can leave us alone now." There goes my chance to get exclusive initiation photos. I gave up and walked away, but I kept them within my sight. I quietly followed them around. They didn’t do anything interesting other than play some games at several booths and take pictures. But it looked like they were having fun.

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

"I swear I won't! I'm a dog—dogs don't get jealous. Dogs don't ask questions about the past. Just look at me, Master. Please, just look at me." Cassian stood motionless for a long moment, allowing the sound of my ragged gasps to fill the quiet hall. Then, slowly, a faint, dangerous tilt appeared at the edge of his lips. "Do you really believe you're a dog?" he asked quietly, the question laced with a subtle, dark fascination. I looked up immediately, my eyes wide and pleading, desperate to give him the answer he wanted. "Yes, Master. Yes, I am." Cassian smirked, a cold, mocking expression that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "Then why are you wearing clothes?"

Ethan and Liam ran madly toward the entrance of the building, their eyes looking for nothing but the pups. They pawed through the door, and Ethan's first view almost made his blood boil. Against the rear wall were cowered puppies, bulging their eyes in shock and terror. Rank upon rank of the Pack, Moon Shadow, were interposed in their way, ready to fight ferociously until death. "Get the pups!" Ethan snarled, launching from the one he was on top of to the one nearer to where he was. Brutal, but determination hummed through him with each hit, each blow, and the need to protect those he cared for.