Lovecraft Bungo Stray Dogs Novels & Stories

Lucine was a wolf of the Boram pack, the almost extinct Boram pack, a bunch of rogue and cruel rascals, including her parents. She would never forget the day they cornered that female, what they did to her was cruel, and all that just because she was from the Lycans clan.

He barked. The vampires swarmed us. I quickly zoomed out of the way, dodging them. One came towards me. I held him by the throat and tore off his head. Another man came forward, flinging a fist toward me. I held his hand and pulled him closer to me, sending my hand into his chest. I ripped out his heart and kicked him to the floor.

she urged in a hushed tone. “I need to clean up,” I started to explain. “There is not time, I fear. You have enough vampire blood in you from Duncan and the babe to prevent the scent of mortal blood being detected. We shall have to risk no one inquiring what vampire is injured. We must leave now,” she said adamantly. Pulling my bloody chemise over my head, I grabbed my robe and wrapped it around my naked body, tying the rope at the waste while I followed her to the balcony. She clicked her tongue several times and a large flapping reptilian with wings appeared.

POV: Echo I really couldn’t believe how selfish I’d been the last few days, thinking that the pull of the mate bond was enough to make things okay. The actions of the girl at the café were an abrupt reminder of all the things that I couldn’t offer my mate, the things that, as Luna, I wouldn’t be able to provide for my pack. “I, Echo, current rogue of unknown origins, re…” I’d only just started my rejection, as best as I could offer with such little knowledge of myself, when Atlas cut me off.

It’s the beating of wings, about to be paired with high pitched shrieks from what looks to be a dozen-- no, two dozen, or-- It’s a fucking endless wave of cat-sized, blood-thirsty Striga bursting through that doorway and barreling straight toward us. And I am out of bullets.

Stupid Vampire Siren thing! "I heard that." He wagged his eyebrows at me again. "And it's just Vampire Siren, no thing is needed at the end." "I'll call you what I want. Go away now!" I tried rolling to my side, but my baby mountain barely let me get up. He chuckled at me and stood. "You are the most particular creature I ever met. It's so intriguing." "What is wrong with you? I'm pregnant as a cow, pissed beyond words, just survived a rejection to a powerful Lycan, and you're hitting on me? Go away!"

There was a butcher knife on it and four meat hook at the far side of the room. "Over here." Larry called her over to a writing desk Helena had failed to notice. On it are some papers and files, Helena and Larry were going through them until she stopped abruptly. In her hands was a picture of a man and a woman. There was an ugly scar on his right cheek on the man's face. L "Oh my God!" Larry exclaimed. "That's him, that's the man that is attacking us. "What did Callum say that Victor Daviot was what again." Helena still held on to the picture that appeared to be five years old.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

Fucking Drusdor and his lack of hygiene. Not able to say that Bigfoot had recently resided in the back seat, Stralath forced a smile. "I briefly looked after a neighbors dog." "Oh. What kind?" Stralath touched the invisible disc attached to his skull and searched the database for an appropriate breed. "A big, drooly, smelly Mastiff."

Thus, she was able to put so much distance between her and the assassins. At that moment, a pack of stray dogs started barking at her loudly. Their barks soon shifted into low-pitched growls, their eyes shining maliciously. It was then Violet spotted a bitch giving birth a short distance away. Whenever dogs gave birth, they would never allow any strangers to get close to them. For strays, this principle was especially crucial. Violet took a deep breath. The rotten stench gushed up her nostrils right away, causing her to cough in discomfort.