Shaggy Dog Tale Novels & Stories

I watch as he clips the chain on then fastens it to a loop on the floor. "I'm not a fucking dog!" I scream at him as he fastens my hands behind my back. "No, you're a whore, and now, you're getting treated like one." I watch as he storms out, the door slamming. I pull against the rope on my hands, but it is useless. I try to move, the collar digging in and causing me to scream. My wrist hurts too much. Ages passes then I hear him walk towards the door. My body tries backing up, but I can't. It pulls the chain tighter. Finally, he storms in, slamming the door shut. If I'm dying, I am going to die fighting.

So the moment his friend, Daniel or Danny for short about to jump on how he ran for his date to ask him why he ran when he saw him, Saga couldn't help but yawn. "Did you just yawn?" Danny asked, clearly offended. "No," Saga replied, yawning. "Oh, c'mon man. I didn't even get to the juicy part." "Yeah, yeah. Continue," "Anyway, as I was saying. I ran after him and –okay I can't do this. Just admit it you yawn didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "Ha!" he yell through the phone, "I knew it! Did my story really worn you out?"

‘Err, Hi General, er sorry to disturb you both, it's just, well, my friends and I were wondering’ Jack smiled encouragingly, ‘You want to know about the dogs?’ The young man sat down his face alight with interest, ‘So they are dogs?’ He asked and I turned my bright blue eyes to him and stood up shaking out my thick silky fur, ‘They are Wolf/Dogs, hybrids, half Wolf half German Shepherd, bred for their immense strength and incredible intelligence, I knew what was coming Jack loved to show off. ‘Would you guys like a demonstration? It would do them good to stretch their legs’

I want to run but my feet couldn’t move and stuck to the ground. I saw a red paired light from the dark part. “My God,” I whispered, “who is there?” No one is answering. “I swear I’m going to kill you if---” I couldn’t finish my sentence when I saw the monster showing up itself from the dark part of the forest that I saw eight years ago. Has a black and hairy body that looks like a big dog. Paired of red eyes, sharp fangs, talons, and has a big body than mine.

That wasn't a cool ending. "Number one, I am no dog, two, that wasn't a victory. Just tell me, I need to know, it's my right, don't you think?" I said, giving him my best puppy, dog eyes. "Fine, your mama should have told me you're one inquisitive young lady," He laughed. "She should," I agreed and laughed along with him.

He took a subtle step forward, his shadow engulfing my smaller frame, though his posture remained rigid and distant. "Out of my way," he repeated, his tone dropping an octave, carrying a dangerous warning. "I don't negotiate with dogs who can't follow rules." Desperation seized me. Driven by an overwhelming fear that he would step around me and leave me in this agonizing void for another four days, I sank to my knees right in front of him. I reached out with shiver-wracked hands and grabbed the fabric of his trousers at his knee, clinging to him as if he were my only lifeline in a vast, dark ocean.

My breath hitched. It was unlike any rogue I had ever seen. Taller, leaner, but its limbs were too elongated, its movements too unnatural. Its eyes burned like molten gold, and when it bared its teeth, I saw rows of jagged fangs, dripping with saliva. Kade moved in front of me in a flash, drawing his dagger. “Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice tight. The creature let out a low, rumbling snarl, muscles bunching as it prepared to strike.

"Kevin, I can't just take advantage of you like this. Timothy had picked up this dog named Tony on the streets. He had just registered it, but he doesn't have the time to look after it. Since you'd like to be a good father, why don't you let this dog be your son? You'd do a good job of raising it." Then, she and her friends broke into mocking laughter once more. "Lola, I'm warning you. Some people might use the dog as an excuse to get close to you!" Seeing Lola and Timothy Green's names and contact information on the leash, I stood there, frozen. If it were in the past, I would happily take the dog in just to please Lola. I would even swear on my life that I would be a good dog-dad. Yet, at

Only this time, I paid attention to what he looked like. Shaggy, thick and massive, more pony than canine, he stood by the corner of the house, staring. The way he watched me made me shiver. I wasn't sure if Gram's antics would trigger an attack or not but I wasn't about to hang around and find out. Man, that dog was huge. "Let's go, Gram, the mailbox doesn't want to play today." She pulled free of me, shrieking. "Let me go! Leave me alone!"