Sad Puppy Stories Novels & Stories

My mom and brother cried tears of joy when they saw me sitting up and came up and hugged me tightly. Ethan exiled both Nathan and Sarah to the wilderness beyond pack territories. By then, Sarah had completely lost her grip on sanity. She would alternate between begging Nathan for forgiveness and screaming accusations at shadows. For a year, they wandered as outcasts. Nathan would appear at pack borders, begging to see me, while Sarah's madness grew worse with each passing moon. Sometimes she would laugh about my death. "She looked so surprised when the water took her! Like she really thought you'd choose her!"

Because if she tells him the FBI wants her to help hack Leon's offshore accounts, he'll try to stop her. And she's already decided to do it. "Mama, why do you keep walking around?" Sophie asks without looking up from her coloring book. "Just thinking about work stuff." "Is work stuff making you sad?" The perceptiveness of children never fails to surprise her. "A little bit, baby girl." "Maybe you should color. Coloring makes me feel better when I'm sad." Sophie holds up her purple and green unicorn. "See? This unicorn was sad because all the other unicorns were regular colors. But now she's special and happy."

My Depraved AI (1) I stared at the sleek black crate in the middle of my living room, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and forbidden excitement. After months of coding in isolation, I had finally done it. I have acquired the forbidden firmware patch and installed the illegal sentient core into my new hyper-realistic companion. There would be no more lonely nights spent tweaking algorithms or craving touch that never came. Tonight, he will wake up for me.

If she couldn’t help him, we would continue with our daily lives because I still would never give him up. “Oh, Odessa,” Sadie sighed heavily." “Old wounds such as Creeds would be difficult. I’ve tried to help others with old wounds such as infertility, weak hearts, and the sort, but I’m just not strong enough to penetrate before someone has had their animal to help them heal.” My heart was crushed. There was no hope at all. “But I can try,” Sadie smiled. The room fell silent as Sadie approached. I went to leave Creed’s lap only for him to hold me down, his arms wrapping around my waist. I smiled at him.

My pussy clenched and fluttered around his thick cock but he wouldn’t let me go over the edge, slowing down just enough whenever I got too close, driving me crazy. “Please— I’m sorry I touched myself— I’ll be good— just let me cum, I can’t hold it—” I sobbed, my whole body trembling, tears mixing with the water still dripping from my hair. He leaned over me, his chest pressed to my back, and bit down lightly on my shoulder while he fucked me through another almost-orgasm. “Not yet, baby girl. Beg prettier.” I broke completely. “Daddy please— I need to cum so fucking bad— my pussy hurts from holding it— please let your little girl cum on your cock— I’ll do anything—”

"I know this must be weird for you, I'd feel weird if I lost my memory too. But Alexis, it's me Sadie Anvil. We've been friends since childhood. We were both partners in crime and in everything. We loved troubling people and we both triggered our wolf curse the same year because we couldn't bear to see just one of us in pain" Sadie rambled on as she held Davina's hands. "There was this oldie who lived in our neighborhood when we were kids. We were so scared of him because he was such a pervert but when we grew up, we taught him a lesson. We did that together, Alexis. I remember how we never kept anything from eachother. I remember that shy smile I'd always see on your face whenever you told

But I'm not brave. - Don't worry dad. Tell us a story. One of those ones you said your aunt made up to distract you. The doctor smiles at his pups and waits for them to sit at his feet, and tells them one of the stories that his twin sister invented and told him, after each rape they both suffered, until their bodies healed. If it weren't for his sister and her stories, he wouldn't have survived.

Their eyes locked, holding a steady gaze for seconds. “Do not cry, Puppy,” the man used his thumb to wipe away the tears trickling down Elena’s cheeks. “Save your tears for later,” he chuckled. “Please, I beg you,” Elena continued her plea, but her appeals seemed to fall on deaf ears. “Calm down Puppy, I have a surprise for you” The man smirked and cupped Elena’s cheeks.

“They’re gone. All of them. Someone took them from the safe house fifteen minutes ago.” Lily ran into the kitchen, tears streaming down her small face. “The puppy,” she sobbed, body shaking. “They took the puppy too.” Cedric’s stomach dropped like a stone. He pulled his sister against him, holding her tight while she cried into his shirt. The puppy, the one thing that had brought her back to speaking after six years of silence, was gone. Along with twelve other traumatized kids who had just escaped one hell only to fall into another.

My chest felt like a heavy stone was sitting on it. I looked at this little girl who had lost her mother so young, and suddenly thought of my own cubs, Mason and Maya. At least they still had Isabella, and Ethan’s protection. But this child had nothing. “It’s okay,” I said softly, reaching out to gently stroke Sophie’s hair, releasing my healing wolf’s unique comforting scent. “Does Sophie like fairy tales? Auntie has lots of beautiful picture books here, and materials to make your own story scenes.” Sophie’s eyes lit up, and she nodded.