Jenna Marbles Dogs Novels & Stories

Though her eyes looked dead, Xavia nodded as she replied, “I already have a plan, actually… I’ll need you to help me find out where Jenna is, and once that’s done, I’ll execute the plan tonight.” “Just leave it to me!” declared Dolly… It was sometime later when Dolly said, “From what I’ve found, Jenna has to attend an animal charity event tonight. How ironic since that b*tch tortures cats behind the scenes! Apparently, she’s donated to and even upgraded a few animal shelters recently. It’s clear that she’s simply trying to boost her own image by doing all this! How utterly disgusting…”

Sienna We get to the gate on our two legs, and I’m wondering why we didn’t drive in. Kylie has the remote and opens the gate. Two Labradors and a German shepherd come running down from the back. Kylie rubs them and so does Diamond with a familiarity. “This is Niklaus, Raven, and Jasper.” Diamond points to each of them. The names are different but Niklaus, the German Shepherd stands out. He has a long coat and massive paws.

“So this is what kept you out all night. And here we thought you’d finally gotten yourself killed when you didn’t come back.” “You waited up for me, Mara? I’m touched.” “Don’t be. I was hoping to split your share of the rations.” Her eyes slid to me, sharp and amused. “Though I’m starting to think you found something better than rations.” I stood there, arms crossed over my torn dress, suddenly very aware of how I must look … bare feet, tangled hair, a mark on my neck that this woman had clocked the second she stepped onto the path. Brynne’s hand found the small of my back, light but unmistakable. “Calla, these are my old friends Mara, Cass, Rook. They are from different parks but we fight t

"Sorry, she does this. She thinks everyone is here specifically for her." "It's fine," Mara said, and crouched down without thinking to let the dog sniff her hand. The dog — Biscuit — chose instead to lick her entire wrist in one efficient motion. "She's not mine," the man said, almost defensively. "I'm walking her for — it's a long story involving my neighbor and a deadline and a whole situation." Mara looked up. "Nathan Cole is your neighbor." He blinked. "Yeah. How did you—" "He's my author." She straightened up. "I'm his literary agent. I'm here because he's not answering his door, and apparently, you're the emergency contact for his dog."

"I want to know who was in my study." "Right away!" An hour later, Marco was back with a stack of security stills. "Godfather, we found something." He spread the photos on my desk. In the grainy, black-and-white images, a middle-aged woman in a cleaning uniform was working in the study. "This is Maria. We've used her cleaning service for three years," Marco explained. "But these shots were taken yesterday morning, at an unscheduled time." "Yesterday morning?" I frowned. "She shouldn't have been here then."

Jenna laughed before disappearing into the crowd. “Wait,” I said, grabbing her arm. “You’re leaving me?” “Trust me when I say this is a good thing,” Jenna said, casting another glance towards the new girls. “I have bad blood with them.” Jenna quickly disappeared into the crowd. My attention went back to the new girls. Arianna and Amber Mora, daughters of the Alpha of Crestwood, the neighboring pack. They were a vision of elegance with their light tan skin, piercing green eyes, and statuesque frames draped in the latest designer fashion.

I snapped at him, and he grinned, obviously happy that he was beginning to get on my nerves. “I did my research, Aeros. I know she isn’t part of your pack. You met her at a club on the outskirts, just right at the border between our packs, so I should be the one telling you that. She is one of us, and you know that.” I frowned. How the fuck did he know that? “She was,” I growled and took a step closer to him, but Jonathan stepped in front of me and placed both his palms on my chest. “You need to calm down. He’s just baiting you. You can’t lose your cool here.” Jonathan whispered. I listened to him and took a step back.

Mateo I walked on the snowy path that curved upwards to the Castel. Jellyfish, one of the more friendly Granuben hounds, bowed and wagged her black shaggy tail at me. I stopped to pet her on the head, and she growled happily. She sniffed at my vellum sketchbook and sank her massive jaws into the cover. “Argh! No! Bad dog! Let go,” I told her firmly. She released the book in dejection, and I grimaced as I wiped off the drool from the cover.

A few minutes later Blake heard the excited and welcoming barks of Maggies and puppies smiling as he heard Mackayla say in awe "ohh they are so beautiful and sweet. Why are they penned up?" "Debbie and Chuck are both allergic to dogs." "Mama com to" Brenda cried a few tears running down her cheeks as she ran to her. She knelt to sweep her daughter up and smiled as she looked to see Carson had followed after her daughter her breath caught as she took in his semi-undressed state.

Jupiter the dog followed faithfully behind her. “I didn't know you were friends with Jack and Emma,” Ethan said to Jace. “Although, I guess we all end up knowing one another eventually.” “Emma and Ella became fast friends when Emma held a fundraiser for her animal charity at the hotel,” Jace explained. “Now that Emma's had her baby, they've been on the phone with each other almost non stop.”