Lightskin Stare Dog Novels & Stories

My sweet brunette blinked softly before asking gently: "Holy shit, are you horny?!" For some reason, my sweet brunette's voice sounded like Marlon's. I blinked in confusion, which didn't last long as I was awakened by persistent licks on my face. I open my eyes and come face to face with Luna, her cold wet nose pressing against my mouth. As gently as I can, I pull my dog off and put her on the floor. She barked in protest but quieted down when I made a move to get up. I glared at Marlon, who was staring at me with his eyebrows raised in mock horror.

It stands perfectly still, yellow eyes locking with mine. It looks like a Mastiff, but instead of sleek fur, it’s covered in coarse skin and wiry hairs, much like an elephant. It opens its mouth, revealing teeth three times as long as normal dogs’. Stringy saliva drips from its mouth. “Don’t even think about it,” I warn, giving it another shove. It’s hard to hold the shield with this pain in my stomach, and I’m trying hard not to break my concentration and look down at myself, because now it feels like warm blood is dripping from an open wound in my abdomen.

Reminding me of what we stand for, the vow we made in the memory of all the young women whose light we watch being so cruelly extinguished. A wet, black nose, then wiry, grey snout come into focus above my face. Yellowing canines with dark brown streaks, show beneath a raised and quivering lip. It’s hard to find inner power when the eyes of your, would be killer, are six inches from your face, staring blankly, soulless and cold. Warm, stale breath flows from his mouth and washes over my face, making me cringe inside. I fight with my reflex to close my eyes, I don’t want to see him sink his teeth into me, but I also can’t look away either.

He took his drink and gulped down the whole thing for lack of anything to do. A crazy grin graced Lightning's features when she saw how her stalker was trembling. You must really be tasty, she purred moving in closer, obliterating the remaining space between them that she was almost on his laps, and so decided to go all the way. She crossed her leg over his straddling him. She took the empty glass from his hand and dropped it on the side table beside them along with hers before turning to look into his eyes, her eyes burning with the need she had kept at bay after her kill.

It’s nothing in my eyes Aakriti is scared and falls to the ground she holds advik shoes and begs I m sorry if you want I surrender to her please leave me Advik kicks away Aakriti fiercely and says “ come on tarak bring our little sheep” Advik’s men, who are standing outside reply in a hoarse voice shorter after there come a heavy breathing animals “Oh my” Aakriti with her hands on her head she sees four tall animals ferocious Tibetan mastiffs(it’s a dog breed that looks like terrifying and very big) when she turns around

I sat on the lengthy couch. One of the big dogs that has a silver dog tag with the name 'Four' is a passive type. I know from the first glance that it's a she. She let me rub her head and her tail waggles. The rest of the dogs have the same silver tags with their names that are after a number. The little wild type is called 'One'. Some are sniffing my knees. While soothing myself with the docile dogs, Linly gave me a cup of chocolate tea. "We're preparing for tomorrow's celebration, the comeback of the lost ones. I'm sorry if we can't address your purpose here yet."

Lon finished unable to fully recall the appropriate word. They all stared bemusedly at the voracious animals. Stunned that they’d chosen to go after an animal, rather than Lon. Though they’d all thought it plain that the beasts were following them in pursuit of Styx. This was a totally unexpected turnabout. “As did I.” Confusion marred the Dread’s pretty face. “Do they seem lighter colored to you than the others we saw?” These were a bit thicker than typical Dogs of Battling. Less skeletal. And their hides were less black and browner. Seeming to get lighter by the minute.

I have to be going crazy, that’s the only explanation. I hear a sound and turn and see a huge dog walking along outside the bars of my cage. I just watched it. It looks at me with eyes that glow a soft golden color. That doesn’t seem right to me. I mean I know animal’s eyes reflect the light and shit, but they don’t fucking glow like this.

Pest number 10 really. "Are you gonna stare at me all day?" As if she's staring at it? Ship muks. She stared at him and followed the man. It does not mean that she is now Mrs. McCluskey, that she would be kind of x10, that's not in her dictionary. She needs it, she needs it too. To make the story short, they both needed themselves together. "I have 2 dogs in this house, a husky and a golden retriever. I tell you this to give you warning, never go near the back door. My doggies will eat you alive."

“I don't see anyone.” “Just close the window, please.” My mind is still anxious. The thought that someone is always with me scares my mind too much. Not because I am a coward, but I am worried the stalker might find out about my real identity. He closes the window and comes back to me. “I will ask Sean to keep an eye on you.” My head nods. As he kisses my lips one more time, we continue until early morning, fucking each other the whole night shamelessly. The next day, it was time for another competition. Fighting a beast. Lozark had brought that beast from another pack. They're known for their barbaric nature. Huge like bears, cruel like lions, has sharp fangs like vampires, and resembles th