Lady And The Tramp As Humans Novels & Stories

I feel Drake growling in annoyance and trying to take control so we can get to our mate. "Drake stop! That must be Lily!" I try to reason with him. "So?" I sigh. "Don't you get it? Lucy said she is human." I say. "And has a child from another wolf." That also makes him hesitate. Fuck! Why is this happening to me?! I finally meet my mate, and then she is a human with a child. Lily pov. I have to admit, I forgot how tiring the work could be. I'm enjoying it, but I'd be lying if I can't wait until Claire is in bed tonight so I can sit with my feet up.

“Aren’t you happy that I finally see someone who loves me?” “But, my lady, how do you know that he loves you?” She seemed worried. “I can feel it,” I purred. “That he loves me, and I love him as well.” “Look at how you are blushing, my lady,” she sneered. “I’m happy for you, but I am scared that he is going to hurt you.” I sighed. “He won’t. I trust him.” “Since you trust him, I don’t have a say again. All I want is for you to be careful. Don’t trust him too much,” she advised. “Not a wolf who refuses to show you his human form.”

Hendrick is wild! [Disgusting. This supporting female character would really do anything for money. Is she actually considering it?] [You don't get it. This is called taming. Mr. Hendrick is domesticating a rebellious stray cat. This is elite-level flirting.] [880 grand, ladies! I'd call him Master anywhere and anytime. Forget Master. I'd call him Daddy too!] That last comment spoke directly to my soul.

“This place is amazing.” “I hope the animals aren’t making you hungry for a hunt,” he joked, and I laughed. “Stop!” I chuckled. “You don’t want the humans to think we are human vultures, do you? Most of them know nothing of our nature.” “But that antelope looks good in the eye,” he continued joking, and I gently punched him on the shoulder, laughing. The lady who was massaging us abruptly interrupted the moment. She panted and appeared shocked by something she had seen.

After Jan departs, Lúa, inhabiting Gil's human form, turns to face Oto, who remains fixated with jealousy in his crimson eyes. "Oto, you must remember that Gil is human at heart. She is still grappling with the notion of being a wolf," Lúa explains solemnly, touching their noses. "She was raised amidst human customs, believing herself to be one of them. What I shared with Jan holds true. Humans embrace, kiss, and commend one another. They come to regard each other as siblings, almost halves. Many friendships evolve into romantic relationships."

Mary says kneeling down wiping my tears. “You didn’t do anything wrong, we all thought about the fact that you would carry our trains and were happy,” Rebecca says. “Mary and I were not at all surprised you mated Lucas.” “Yep, we knew you’d be Lady Luna, and you carried our trains.” Mary smirks. “You didn’t make Anna this way. Anna made her own choices.” “Can I help?” Megan asks kneeling down with a compac. Megan fixes the make up I ruined. “How do we, three tiny she-wolves get this huge pregnant lady off the floor,” Rebecca asks. We all laugh.

her words laced with venom, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. I stretched my hand to touch her but she pushed me and turned to leave. Damian approached me. With a gentle hand, he helped me rise from the floor, his expression betraying the fact that he had been listening to our conversation. He enfolded me in a comforting hug before we settled down. "What are humans like?" His curiosity broke through the tension. "They're just like us, but without wolves," I replied, a soft chuckle escaping me despite the gravity of our situation.

Another nurse rushes back with some sheets, as Trinity’s front paw twitches while her eyes move back and forth behind her eyelids. Just as the staff throws the sheets over Trinity, her twitching paw morphs into a hand. Someone huffs, “Hurry.” The staff works to make sure she is covered. Just as the sheet falls on top of her, she shifts back into her human form. I don’t understand the staff’s need to hurry. Nudity is part of the werewolf world, but I don’t have time to worry about it now. Finally, my mouth works, and I lean towards my daughter. “Is she alright?” The words almost seem foreign to me. My voice doesn’t hold my usual authority and confidence.

"Just a human. But a human being treats non-human entities the same. After he determined my identity... Nothing changed. Although I'm pretty assured in my appearance... But maximum humans might distance themselves after locating out, proper? But he failed to. Neither distancing himself nor getting any humorous ideas— simply persevering with as ordinary." Trisha spoke with a brilliant expression. She, in the beginning, dealt with him as simply the goal for her toddler-making mission, however earlier than she knew it, he had grown to be her fated one proper love. Meeting this sort of human, even her first Original would possibly have averted resenting being created and lived a glad existence i

“Well, it’s like when a country is colonized and we are freed by heroes. The humans also celebrate a celebration like that.” I tried to explain as briefly as I can so she could understand. She nodded, “I am curious about what humans are like... I had never seen one except you.” I gasped, “Really? You’ve never seen one?” So they must be clueless about us humans! I don’t feel any disdain from Lana for my kind. More like she’s curious to learn more about humans… How many years have they been trapped here? “We are just like you….we have similarities except for we font fave a wand around similarities cast spells. We are weak…”