Player X Dogday Novels & Stories

“Lily, this is our engagement party! He’s replacing you with a dog! Who do you think he’s insulting? “He’s insulting both of us at the same time! How can you say that it’s a joke and just forget about it?” My blood was boiling with rage. In order to give Lily the perfect engagement party, I had personally planned every single detail. I even went to the flower market and hand-picked every single flower displayed on the tables. However, she let her guy best friend humiliate me by implying that I was marrying a dog.

I pretended to have just regained consciousness as I said with a pained expression, "Owen, what happened just now? My stomach really hurts!" Owen patted my back gently, showing a tenderness I had never seen before. His voice sounded choked as he said, "The witch examined you just now. Our pup is gone." I pinched myself and forced out a few tears. Upon seeing this, Owen cupped my face and kissed the tracks of my tears. "Ivy, we'll have another pup. I'll stay by your side until you fully recover." At that moment, a phone rang, again and again.

Erick just grinned with scary glinting eyes, his hands were already strangling the deer's neck so it couldn't move. "Erick, don't-" Angel didn't finish his sentence when he saw Erick who had bitten the deer's neck. The man seemed to be sucking the deer's blood until it was dying and until it didn't move. "He... died?" Angel muttered with a look of pity. Erick was seen wiping his blood-stained lips while looking at Angel. "Yes, he's dead, and we'll continue our game at home." "No!" Angel snapped, his eyes flashing with anger. "I'll turn it on."

“Not that I’m telling you what to do, but don’t you think he has had enough exercise for today? He’s been at it for a while now.” The man said while patting her dog who had returned with the ball in his mouth. She smiled and said. “Only if he could complain.” She took a proper look at him and saw he was quite good looking, and tall too. His hazel eyes and well chiseled jaw had this alluring effect on her. Rex was now playing with Bryan’s dog as they were discussing. So what’s your dog’s name? She asked. “Jack.” “Yours?” “Rex.”

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

We walk through the gate and what I see stops me in my tracks. All of my guys are working with groups of pups in the middle of the day on a weekday. What is happening? There’s never been training in the middle of the day before. I walk over, waving at Delta Kyle. “What is all of this?” “This is all you kiddo.” “What are you talking about?” I look around as I ask him.

Jeff looked up when he heard someone walking in the door. Xylon could barely contain himself as he sat down on the other side of the desk. "It worked! The Dire Wolf Gene is turned off. In fact, it's totally disabled. They tried to turn it back on and it was just down right dead. The antidote apparently can keep it from ever being turned on again." Xylon was grinning ear to ear. Of course, in his excitement, his Greek accent was thicker.

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

“Thank you for your offer of help.” “Can I pet the dog?” Dallas asked, pointing to the golden retriever puppy sitting patiently off to the side of the arena. “Um, sure.” Ethan shrugged. Dallas walked over to the puppy and held out a hand to introduce himself to the dog. Elliot turned from the horse. “That's Jupiter, like the planet,” Elliot told him. “Jupiter has a red spot. It's a storm,” Dallas replied, giving the dog a good scratch behind the ears. The two boys grinned at one another, a friendship already forming.

Lucas admired this beauty on many mornings, sometimes with Emma and sometimes without, but that beauty left his mind this morning when the holo-screen buzzed. He changed quickly into a t-shirt and hoodie, some jeans, and his favorite white pair of Air Curry 22’s. After dressing he opened his sock drawer and rummaged through it until he pulled out his Glock 30. He racked the slide back to ensure the chamber was empty, put the loaded clip in, and stuffed the gun in his waist band. Before heading back to the dining room he examined himself in the mirror. He never remembered looking this tired before. His eyes were slightly sunken and darkened. His hair was getting longer and shaggier than he pr