Loud House Pet Novels & Stories

Inside Pet Haven, the friendly staff greeted us with warm smiles. "Welcome to Pet Haven! How can we help you ladies today?" "I'm looking for a dog," I said. "Something for protection and company.” We've got some amazing breeds here that'll provide companionship and protection." The staff member said. Emily nodded. "That's exactly what we need." The staff led us to a section of cages, each housing a different breed. "Let's start with Duke, our loyal Bulldog," the staff said, pointing to a sturdy dog with a wrinkled face. "Next to him is Luna, a playful Beagle, and Rocky, a energetic Boxer."

That very day, I moved into the luxury villa. What confused me was that all the other big dogs I had seen before disappeared the moment I officially started working. And that beautiful Alaskan Malamute actually had an entire villa to himself. As Lord Allen's personal caretaker, I was assigned the second-largest bedroom, right next to the master bedroom. The room was shockingly huge. Even back when Beatrice hadn't kicked me out, and I was still a rich girl, I had never lived in a room this big.

"All well, then. Good night.” She says, "Goodnight," as Fred turns to go to his apartment above. Before she is distracted by Liam's animated speech, she closes the door and leans against it. "You know what Uncle Fred and I saw, Mom? A huge dog! And, a cow, it had spots! Mom, may we have a dog? Would you please?” Louisa stifles a chuckle. "Liam, we'll see." But Liam isn't finished, though. Exuberant, he bounded around the living room before coming to a sudden halt in front of her.

The hoodie does a better job of covering it up. "Go get a jacket, Mars. It's going to rain outside," Leelie taps my head. "Okay, mom," I huff sarcastically. "Don't sass me, young lady," she shouts. At the store, Ghost runs over to the toy section with Demon and Panther in tow. I find the Dobermans their own beds so that Ghost stops howling all night.

"I just pretended it did. And luckily, the portable fire pump dad gave me was still in the car." "Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. It came in handy because I didn't know if I could've survived all that." Roman lost his train of thought, eying the Panther stalking toward us cautiously and aiming the hose at him. "No." I placed my hand over him, lowering the hose. "Don't worry; he's one of the good guys." Malcolm's growl then became a groan as he shifted back into his human form. Roman dropped the hose and stumbled backward, shaking his head at me in disbelief.

Later that afternoon, while I was watering my front garden, he walked over with his daughter’s hand in his. “Hi,” he said, his voice deep and warm. “I’m Lucas Bennett. This is my daughter, Lily. We just moved in next door.” “Nice to meet you both,” I replied, smiling at the shy little girl. “I’m Harper. Welcome to the neighborhood.” Lily peeked at me from behind her father’s leg. “Do you have any dogs?” she asked softly. I laughed. “No dogs, but I do have a very lazy cat named Muffin. She might come say hello if you’re lucky.”

The door opens and he gestures for me to go inside. A mass of black fur runs from a bedroom into Darren’s arms. Darren reaches down as though he were a baseball catcher and has the dog swept into his arms in seconds. Darren turns around and offers the dog to me belly up as he rubs her pink tummy. “This is Louise,” he says to me, without taking his eyes off the dog. “Shilo’s baby.” he explains. I start petting Louise while he holds her, but she’s wiggling too much and Darren has to set her down.

Khloe's POV: I jumped as the door slammed against the wall, followed by one of the worker's loud words. "Rise and shine ladies! The quicker you wake your asses up the quicker we can load up and haul you guys back home!" I heard a lot of the pets murmur after he spoke, some in positive ways, and some in negative. I for one just rested my head back against the side of the cage. I hadn't slept in over 48 hours and It was beginning to show.

I see his small house; in the yard there are two horses eating in the grass near a pond and a large apple tree. I hop out of my car and walk up to the wood fence to get a closer look at the horses. Horses are funny animals, and they have a lot of personality. He told me just to come in, so I knock softly and walk inside where I am greeted by the dog. “Oh, hi buddy” I say to the dog bending over to pet him. Charles is in the living room sitting at a desk. “Hello, you made it” Charles says, “I made us some lunch if you are hungry.”

Not even a growl resonated at the sound of the faulty gate as it fell noisily to one side, and not even at the din Lucas made skirting the house to access to junkyard. He found Wolfgang as he made his way through the yard. The hound lay on a plaid blanket on the back porch, its big head on the ground, whimpering. Despite the urgency, Lucas went to the animal, but other than a token wag of its tail, Wolfgang wasn’t responsive to his petting. Frowning, Lucas made off towards Little Bertha, an intermittent shimmering silhouette under the touch of the lighthouse on the bluff. He clicked on his torch, squatted beside Bertha, and searched for the lever that opened the compartment. He found it quic