Puppylove Novels & Stories

, she asked again after a long while of me saying nothing. "I'm sorry I think I took a lot of alcohol today, I'm seeing a puppy there", I said rubbing my eyes. She laughed, "That's a puppy there silly", she said. This adorable creature barked as if confirming it. Fuckkk, what the fuck 🥺 I looked at Lexy, "what is this?",I asked finally finding my voice. "Well, you told me one thing in the world that you actually loved and so I got it for you", she said.

"Thank you." "You're welcome. This," Adam held out the hatbox, "is your Christmas gift; I want you to open it now." I raised my eyebrows and put the coffee and food on the coffee table. I gently took the hatbox from Adam and sat on the couch. The box was navy blue and tied with a white ribbon. I undid the ribbon and took off the lid. My jaw dropped as I was in complete awe at what was inside. "A puppy!" I reached into the box and took out the tiny animal. It was a Morky with silky black fur and brown eyes. He looked only a few months old. I faced him toward me, and he immediately started licking my face.

He said, whispering in my ear, and I moaned. "Justin, please," I moaned. "You are now my rabbit, Sophie, my little rabbit, cunning and full of wonders," He said and sucked on my sweet spot. "I am breaking every personal rule for your sake, and I don't care. You do that to me, you know. Whatever you were doing, just know it is working. I see you clearly now. I have always seen you, little rabbit," He said, grazing his teeth on my sweet spot. Oh, my eighteenth birthday; please come quick; there is no way I can handle this.

My little girl is growing up so fast. I’m so sorry I can’t be there with you today. I wish I could see you blow out your candles and eat cake with you. I know how much you’ve wanted a puppy. But I promised you one when you turn ten. To keep my word, I got you a puppy. Her name is Pixie. I hope she makes you smile every day. Always remember that I love you and miss you so much, cupcake. Happy birthday, baby. Mom. The tears I’d been holding back finally slipped. A broken sob tore from my chest. I pressed the letter against me.

After ignoring Connor and sleeping by herself, she suddenly felt something scratching on her door. She sat up like a zombie with dark circles in her eyes. She went to the door and opened it. She found that puppy sitting in front of her, looking up at her like a lost one. Her heart melted yet she still felt that pain. It was the exact breed of puppy that she had to kill. Suddenly, tears started rolling down her cheek and she reached the puppy, gently hugging it. She closed the door and rushed to the corner of the bed, sat on the carpet, and hugged it.

Emotion welled up in my chest, so fierce and tender it hurt. I purred low in my throat, pressing my cheek against his warm fur. "My sweet, sweet puppy," I whispered, letting my lips brush his thick coat. In response, Slade let out a powerful, deep howl that shook the air around us, a song so full of pride and wild joy that I swore the stars above us flickered brighter.

He shrugs. "You are in your own home. Who cares if you get drunk or tipsy?" I smile. "I do. I don't want to make a mistake to piss off Dex." He nods. "I will keep an eye on you, okay?" I nod. "Sounds like a good idea to me." He chuckles as Hunter walks back in. "Pappy Van Winkle 20 years old. And Domaine de la Romanee-Conti, Romanee-Conti 1988," he said. I look to Luca for any ideas. He smiles and takes them from him.

Chapter 46 WHEN PUPPIES FIGHT AUDREY POV “What did I warn you about before I left this morning?” I have never heard him roar at aunty Aurora since I started living with him and seeing how our fight had pushed him to yell at the old woman, I was so upset with myself. I was still trying to catch my breath so when I jumped in to save the shivering woman, I sounded very scared too or maybe I am, who wouldn’t be with the way he kept pacing.

MACEY I got a puppy, a tiny, soft Cavapoo with golden curls and big brown eyes that looked straight into mine. I could hardly believe she was real. She was perfect, so impossibly delicate and warm, and the moment I saw her, I felt like my heart had found something it had been missing. It was shocking to see such a beautiful little thing in a shelter, but I guess she was meant to be mine. Her tiny tail wagged furiously as I scooped her up, pressing her to my chest, feeling her little heartbeat against mine. “Hey, girl,” I whispered softly. “You’re coming home with me.”

"Isn't your beloved one in the mansion? Buddy?" Beatrice burst into laughter. The poodle dog, a birthday gift from her grandfather, whom she named Buddy, had suddenly won her wholehearted affection. Besides the small size of Buddy's body, for some reason, Buddy's pleading eyes always managed to evoke sympathy from Beatrice. It made her unable to scold Buddy even when the dog misbehaved.