Red Dog Novels & Stories

He sat on the bed and played with Brienne's fingers. "Stay out of the forest, okay?" Raven said. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to see what's inside. I didn't expect to see such a massive wolf. I couldn't believe it was so close," Brienne responded. "That wolf won't hurt you," Raven said. "But if you ever meet another again and its eyes are red, you should run and never look back," he added. The distinguishing feature of a rogue is the presence of red eyes. Indication that its beast is in control of the body and mind, and all it could see is destruction. They will stop at nothing to eliminate everything that stands in their way.

They were turning the pages as quickly as possible to find any reference to this creature until they found a page titled ‘Black Dogs’ It had drawings to the creatures in it and when shown to Rory he would yelp in disbelief, the look on the page was so detailed. The book read: Black Dogs are a sign of great problems to come, they only act at the behest of hell and the one that summoned them. Black Dogs are giant hounds bred on the lower levels of Hades, they reach 46” in height, and with big and athletic builds, their teeth are large and sharp and always in display, and their tails are long and thick as workers' rope. Their eyes are red and orange like a flame as if their spirits were flamed

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

I carefully pick it up to return it to the bookshelf when I notice a paper fall out of the book. I place the book down and pick up what is a picture of a blood red wolf. There is nothing written on the picture so I don’t know who the she-wolf is. Now I know why they call the she wolf a blood red wolf. The main coat color is the color of blood with black socks and a patch of black on it’s chest. It’s actually quite beautiful. “If our mate is the blood red wolf she is going to be so beautiful,” says Spartan.

Now, when he saw Regal Palace had begun to counterattack, he somehow felt worried. A dog will always be a dog. Even if it drinks human blood a few times, it cannot become a wolf.

The smell was stronger now—unwashed fur, hunger, and exhaustion. I pushed through a final line of bushes and stopped dead. The dog was huddled near the base of an old oak. It was a husky, but she looked terrible. Her coat was matted with burrs and mud, and I could see the sharp outline of her ribs through her thinning fur. She looked up as I approached, her bright blue eyes wide with a mix of fear and defiance. She didn't run. She stood her ground, her hackles rising as she stared at the massive wolf looming over her.

And it was me thinking this,as I see the wolves with red eyes closing in on me, surrounding me from all the directions. I was breathing heavily as their snouts come closer ,my eyes fixed on their leaders shining red orbs. How is it possible? They all looked like normal wolves, except for those eyes. Why are they red? Do they have a disease? They need you. A female voice is heard in my mind and I blink. It's... different. The voice was young.I haven't heard it before. And what does it mean? Could it be that these wolves are not bad? Do they need my help? Are they in pain?

He was too huge for his species, I wondered letting my hand brush his neck. His eyes suddenly flickered open and I fell back onto my burr before scrambling to my feet with hands flaying around to get a hold of Chicken Nugget's beaded collar. "Easy easy." I say to the unmoving animal, it's eyes open and lazer focused on us with an intensity that made me freeze and my dog shuffle on his feet. Crimson were it's eyes, so blood red that I couldn't differentiate between beautiful and dangerous. The look was fleeting, his lids fluttered shut again, but it left my skin tingling as if I'd touched an electric wire.

Then, without hesitation, he lowered himself beside my feet. I blinked. “You’re not scared of me?” The dog simply rested his head against my leg. A small smile appeared on my face before I could stop it. “You are strange.” “That dog doesn’t do that.” I looked up. A few wolves stood nearby, staring. The red-haired man, Rook, was among them. “What do you mean?” Rook walked closer, looking between me and the dog. “He doesn’t like strangers.” I looked down at the dog. “He came here by himself.”

Sasha gives me back complete control. “Hello, Ari, or did Sasha not give you back control?” The one head in the middle talks. I’m too dumbfounded as I stare at the largest fucking three-headed dog I’ve ever seen. I mean, it’s the only one, but fuck, if I weren’t afraid of Cerberus, I’d think he was badass looking. Cerberus has dark greasy gray fair with streaks of black running through it. He’s massive, like the size of a dozen Dire wolves. His eyes aren’t just red; they are literally fire. His mouth is skeletal-like, and I can see every fucking sharp and long tooth individually. Black goo drips from his jaws. He’s menacing, and I don't want to fight him.