No More Dead Dogs Novels & Stories

Slowed by alcohol and by disbelief, the men could do little more than scream as the pit bulls leapt upon them from darkness and did what they had been trained to do so well, ripping and tearing at their target’s throats with a fury and hunger fueled by hate. In less than a minute, it was over. The three men lay sprawled on the ground, bloodied and dead. The four dogs fed briefly on the bodies, then collapsed beside their former masters as Josef’s magic wore off and the world of the dead reclaimed them. The black waziri felt a grim satisfaction. His reanimated creations had lasted nearly five minutes, and they had wreaked a fitting vengeance besides. He thought about incinerating the dogs wit

Two huge puncture marks stared back at him. Must be wild dogs “I somehow think, if I can be so bold John, that it wasn’t any type of animal” “Shit Bob, if it wasn’t them, then what the hell is it? This is the fourth death this week, the public are starting to sit up and notice. Especially these weirdo cults, who now think that the end is nigh, its 2021 for Christ sakes!” Bob stared waiting in silence “It can’t be animals”

The room froze. "They're both dead." Total silence.

The world had descended into chaos, and every day felt like a struggle to keep hope alive. The fever was spreading faster than anyone had anticipated, and the infected were becoming more aggressive. Entire cities were falling one by one. The streets were empty save for those who had already been overtaken by the virus, their grotesque, zombie-like forms stumbling mindlessly through what remained of civilization. It felt like the end was drawing near, and even the most optimistic people were beginning to lose faith.

“Relatives of Marcos Smith, the first victim of the vampire infestation in the city after the attack by the Supreme Wolf, are prevented from burying their loved one by the national threat. 'That's what happens when they try to share our world with wild animals, they kill. thinks that a piece of paper serves as a collar for these dogs. They have their own laws' says Agatha, Marcos' mother, blaming the wolves for spreading vampires in the cities" "Dogs have a habit of digging holes, it's not uncommon for one of them to destroy an anthill and then turn away leaving a population at the mercy of life. It's not important to them because it doesn't interfere with their lives, it's insignificant com

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

Praying to whoever could hear me that she was okay. Standing over the black wolf with the gun still poised in her hand, emptying bullet after bullet, it was excessive. But who was I to say anything? I could still taste Joggernut’s blood in my mouth. Riley, I think he might be dead, don’t you? Have you never seen Supernatural? These fuckers are never really dead until you salt their bones and burn them. Okay then, no more Supernatural for you, you do know that’s a T.V series, it’s fiction.

My god, I’m exhausted. Colton walked around, grabbing some more dead animals. “What happened to them?” i asked. He sighs. “I have no clue. Lately, a bunch of animals have been turning up dead. Perfectly healthy animals just dropping like flies. This is sixteen sheeps. They had no disease, no parasites, nothing that could have caused them to die like this. If this keeps up and we don’t find what causes it, we might end up losing our livestocks.”

Her ears perked up when the news began to be telecast on the television. "Breaking News! Alpha Leo is spotted dead on the road of the Scarlet Howl Pack during the blast of his car. Rumors are that he was going to meet Alpha Marcus, but someone put a bomb under his car to stop him from meeting. Other packs' Alphas showed great condolences to the Alpha who had just returned alive a few days ago."