Red Dog Novels & Stories

I turned to the door when I was stopped by a third rogue. “Who do we have here?” The uglier of the two spoke as he walked towards me. “Such a pretty red head. Do you know anything about red wolf?” He asked as he came up to me. I shuttered as he spoke. “I don’t know anything about a red wolf. I have never seen one.” I tried to keep my composure. I didn’t want them to see that I was scared. Lela was growling in my head. ‘We can’t shift, Lela. They are looking for you.’ I whispered.

"I’m not scared. I’m disgusted. You think she would want a rogue? A traitor?" The tension between them grew heavier. Then both of them began to change. Their bodies shifted as fur burst out from their skin. Within a few seconds, two giant wolves stood in the backyard, one with dark gray fur and sharp golden eyes, the other with rough black fur and eyes that glowed red with anger. Steve growled first and steroids forward. He slammed into Simon, knocking him off his feet. Simon rolled to the side and stood back up, then snapped his jaws at Steve. Steve dodged and bit into Simon’s shoulder, causing him to howl in pain.

To think I wanted to hurt this wolf just a few moments ago makes me feel sick to my stomach. Slate growls, his whole body shaking with anger as his attention returns to something across the creek. Tilting my head back, I see three sets of eyes, each one glowing an unnatural shade of red. Just like the wolves in Bash’s drawings, the are large, feral, and unnatural. Rogues. And not the friendly kind.

And slowly, something starts to come out of the ashes. A black creature with black fur and red eyes. No bigger than any of the logs. Limping out of the brick fireplace and letting out small coughs like a little child. It's a Rogue. A baby. A pup.

"Yes, I am. But as you've said, these new generation of White Wolf's soldiers are currently the best Wolf's. The best thing to know the enemy's weakness is to befriend with them." "Is this really is it? You're just interested in this red lips gay gay White Wolf soldier right? He swings in your way and just happen to be your perfect combination. Alexander, I just wanted to remind you, Alexandra seduced two gorgeous White Wolf's soldiers before and was successful of it. But it ended in a tragedy. We don't want you to be like Alexandra, Alexander. We don't want to repeat another tragedy."

She was restless for the last hour. I reached the middle of the forest when suddenly a white wolf came out of the trees and stood in front of me. The wolf was large, his fur was shining under the moonlight and his aura was powerful. He didn't seem like a rogue as his eyes weren't red. Usually rogues have red eyes while he had grey. Red eyes is a sign that their wolves have complete control over them. Maybe he wasn't a rogue for too long or he was just a wolf that got lost. What is certain is that the color of his fur is very rare! This color was not prevalent around here.

CHAPTER 7 "PULAAAAAA!" I exclaimed and ran towards Eula's dog. Oh my gosh, how I miss this dog! She licked my face and swung her tails, recognizing me. "Why did you brought her here?" Pula is a red retriever dog, it's a gift from Eula's ex-boyfriend. "I just thought you miss him." I motioned them to enter my house. I played with Pula for awhile while Eula is preparing some food in the kitchen.

“We have to get ready for it." Jarpy nodded and his eyes flickered with an indecipherable expression. "You've opened the door," he said softly, looking at me closely. “It was all good.". It is necessary to manage it now. The rogue wolf, massive and terrifying, appeared from the shadows. Red was the color of its eyes, radiating from hunger. It shook the ground, and there was tension in the air.'

Charlotte says. “Yeah. We have red eyes, normal wolves don’t have red eyes. I know that rogues do, but we are not rouges. We are a pack, though we don’t know the name of the pack, we are still a pack. Also, all wolves in our pack have red eyes, even the newly born infants.” Charlotte notices Azraiel frown.

Lucian could feel what Raya was before I could, that’s for sure. Two wolves appeared before us within minutes. One was decently large, who I recognized as the Beta wolf. His rusted color fur shagged around his massive figure as he sat at my height. The other wolf was smaller, about Raya’s height, sitting down. His fur was a deep red with naturally orange highlights that made his fur have the same appearance as that of a burning flame.