Pets United Belle Novels & Stories

Abigail continued, staring daggers at Rendy. Rendy continued to look between Abigail and Claire, clearly flustered. Bella could only manage a nervous smile, trying to nudge Abigail to stop talking as she noticed Claire's growing irritation. However, Abigail ignored Bella's warning and pressed on. "If you're planning to find a partner, just get to know Aunty Bella. She's still single. Plus, she's a really nice person, and just look at her—she's so beautiful!" Abigail was promoting Bella, causing her to smile awkwardly.

"How well did you sleep here at the VetClinic?" Chester asked me. I briefly glanced at him while I cleaned up the mess on the table, and he carefully administered insulin to Getty, a female Pomeranian with diabetes mellitus. Getty was taken care of by Manang Adel, one of the oldest residents in Agoncillo, Batangas. She owned the repair shops in our area. "Boss, I slept quite well because there are no ghosts," I joked, making him laugh.

Ethan and Pete simply shook their heads in amusement. "Have you noticed anything unusual lately, Belle?" Pete asked curiously. Belle became thoughtful as she mentally reviewed the past few weeks. "No, not really," she answered after a moment. "Well... there are certain scents I can't tolerate lately, though not all of them. That's the only unusual thing I've noticed." She continued thinking, silently assessing herself as she spoke. "Just to be safe, Belle," Pete said with a reassuring smile, "it's better that we're taking precautions. That's why we had the test done. We'll know soon enough, and if there is something we need to deal with, it's always better to find out early."

After collecting her keys, she disappeared downstairs to the basement and crossed the foyer into the health spa. In the reception area, she stopped by the large window and gazed at the expanse of blue on the other side. In the pool, two heads bobbed up and down. Mr. and Mrs. Eric Beamish swimming laps. She’d met them the day she moved in and they’d been most helpful telling her about life at Belle Vue and all the other residents. Eric was plowing up the water as he swam, followed about thirty feet behind by his wife who, in goggles and a swim cap, struggled with the dog paddle.

"What's she doing?" "She's looking for Beast. She wants to give him a thank you kiss." Someone made kiss smacking noises and Beast reached out and swatted the back of their head. When the two women returned to the elevators everyone cleared out except Christopher. He sat down and flipped cameras until he located Ashleigh and her friend. She looked good, healthy, pretty. He was satisfied that she was all right. But he still didn't turn away from the camera.

“Then why are you so hesitant to tell me?” Kate looked away from his deep brown eyes that she thought was going to swallow her any minute from now as she thought of an excuse to make. “I was thinking of a pet I had back home” The pet she was talking about was her cute white furry dog, fluffy. Whenever things was hard for her back there at the club, fluffy would always come and comfort her rubbing her head against the length of her legs. This was the first time since she’d escaped that she thought back to that hell hole she’d ran away from. Now that she thought about it, John was so much like fluffy.

The same goes with Vincent. He was on the verge of losing control just by staring in her beautiful caramel eyes which were begging him to do more. His nostrils flared and he released a harsh breath. "come with me." Eva felt like protesting but she knew better to provoke his Beast when he was nothing from past days but look act a little nice with her. She gave in and followed behind him. They stopped right before the dolphins and Eva had erge to play with them, so she looked at her husband only to receive a nod of approval from him as an answer.

“Please… You already got what you want. Please delete that video.” Douglas laughed and sized me up as if I were prey. “You tasted too good, and I haven’t had enough of it. Once I no longer need you, I’ll delete the video.” I wanted to say something else, but they were announcing that the train had reached the station. Before Douglas got out of the carriage, he came over to retrieve his baggage and took down my contact information. “Remember to come whenever we ask you to, otherwise you know what will happen.” The other men also felt me up once again before they left.

I need to speak to you about an urgent matter. The three dots immediately appeared on my phone, bouncing up and down. Malcolm: Well good morning to you, too Pussycat. I needed to stay focused on the matter at hand, and that was figuring out what happened to Bex. Did those noises have anything to do with her disappearance? With everything that I knew now, it was a possibility. His Pet: Good morning, handsome. Are you free? Malcolm: For you, always. Thinking back to where I and Malcolm's relationship began, it felt good to have his love and respect finally.

I wondered…’ Then, when she didn’t—couldn’t—say anything, ‘Unfortunately, the mummy dog wasn’t on the same schedule as Santa. Anyway, the breeder is happy to take him back if this is a less than thrilling surprise,’ Catherine said, clearly assuming that her shocked reaction was horror at this unexpected arrival. ‘Men have these great ideas, bless them, but they don’t have to deal with the puddles. Or the walks. I speak from experience here…’ ‘No. He’s perfect,’ Mira said, kneeling down to rub the pup’s head with her fingertips. ‘Hello, Harry Two.’ Then, when he whined to be picked up,