Original Smile Dog Novels & Stories

Instead, Jonea felt wet licks on her arms and face. Jonea was amused. Her fear turned into a ridiculous feeling. She burst out laughing. The dog turned out to be very tame. "Hey, enough! Stop it! What's your name?" she asked. The dog suddenly sat up straight like a cute little child. Jonea sat and watched him. "You seem a docile dog. Who hid you here?" Jonea reached out and stroked the dog's head. She saw the collar the dog was wearing. "Maxim? Is that your name?"

I found myself smiling and eventually fall asleep. ~~~ I walked in the school hallways and immediately got attacked by Carmen. "Carmen, I almost fall." As she let go of the hug, her face shines brightly. She looks happy and excited. "What'sthe matter? Why are you smiling so wide like a Cheshire cat early in the morning? In the middle of the hallway." "Guess what, guess what, guess what?" "Um... your dog got pregnant?" She looks at me flatly. "My dog is a boy, Val. Anyway, my dance team will perform for the guys at the game!" She said excitedly. I smile widely at her.

JENNA POV “Oh pipe down, Fido! I haven’t moved any closer to you and your ‘esteemed’ pack.” I snarl back, leaning heavily into the sarcasm. The other three growl out at me and I just plaster my best cheshire-like menacing smile on my face. “What? Don’t like being referred to as dogs? Too bad. I’m not a pack member; you can’t tell me what to do. I haven’t broken any rules or crossed territory lines. So, you and your 101 Dalmatians should just chill the fuck out.” I can see his hackles rising up and his wolf preparing to snap.

Looking down, I saw a happy-looking golden retriever. "Oh, aren't you a darling?" I crouched down to get eye level with the dog, rubbing its soft ears while the dog gave me a panting smile. Her furry tail wagged uncontrollably. "I see you've met Goldie," a male voice said from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see a tall, handsome man. He had black-framed glasses, thick sandy hair and a kind smile. With a dusting of white hair, I pegged him to be in his mid-thirties. He smiled down at the dog and me.

They were almost at the other side of the park when a big black dog loped toward them. “And that’s your dog,” Jim said. “C’mon! I know I never told you about Max!” “No, but it’s always lurking around in your videos and pictures at your place.” Silvia was grateful she could look down to greet her dog, because she was blushing like an idiot. The dog hadn’t jumped on her or done any happy welcome display. It smelled her while she patted its back, bestowed a casual glance on Jim, turned around and preceded them the way it’d come.

When Saffron opened her eyes the following day, there was a scowl on her face. She closed her eyes again, wondering if she could go back to the dream she had just awoken from, and what a dream that was. Saffy never remembered her dreams, but there was no way she was going to forget this one. It had played out like a blockbuster film starring Superheroes. Jack Goldsmith and a whopping giant-sized silver-coloured dog. Not so much Wolverine, more like the overall champion dog at Crufts dog show. It was a silly dream as Jack, and the dog seemed to merge into one. The animal was rolling around on his back on the lawn.

Oh well, I’m going out~’ Shilou can just shook her head again with a smile as she follows the grinning doberman type of guy that could sometimes be a golden retriever ahead of her.

I assumed the dog was a female, which was why she looked so happy. "Happy, calm down...!" Like me, the man seemed to be trying to calm his dog down. Our eyes met, both feeling awkward about the situation. But when I looked at his face, I realized it was familiar. "I'm sorry! My dog ​​barked first! I'm really sorry!" "Is it okay, is your dog a male?" "Yes, Snowee is a male and he's three years old." "No wonder, Happy is my female dog, she's 20 months old," he said. He seemed friendly enough, probably because we both have dogs. But I couldn't stop looking at his face, which somehow reminded me of someone I hadn't seen in a long time.

She could not help but smile as she leaned down and reached out her hand for the dog to smell. “Hey cutie..” she smiled, speaking with her dog and baby voice as soon as the dog walked towards her and let her pet him. “Cutie? He looks like a fucking monster..” Elvio said looking almost disgusted making her chuckle. “What was his name, was it Sage?” she asked as the dogs started giving her kisses. “Yes, Giovanni named him.. and Sage apparently likes you..” Elvio spoke, quiet confused at the sight in front of him. “Such a lovely boy..” she said, scratching his head.

"I... I have them. If you don't believe her, I can—" "No!" Tracey screamed, lunging to stop him, but it was too late. The sharp click of the car unlocking sealed her fate. I threw open the trunk. The stench hit me first. Then I saw it—a small, lifeless dog, its body limp and decaying. Puffy. Peter stumbled back, his face white as a sheet. "Tracey... Puffy... why is... why is Puffy here?" The live stream exploded. Comments poured in, furious and relentless: