Skull Dog Novels & Stories

It struggles and shrieks as it draws closer towards Kaen. " Hurrgh!!" Kaen growled as he used all his power. Black liquid flows out of the Flungoues and was absorbed into the petal tainting it black. Out from all the black liquid fell out a white short fur, long ear, long tail, round small face dog..... With golden circles around the tip of his ears that were connected to its head. It the same size as a cat... What the heck?! Hikaru walks up towards it and shoves it into a small cat cage.

A seamless gaze was concentrated on his tattoo of a human skull inside a wolf's body. "Hell no, Skyla! If he sees you and perceives you as a werewolf, he will kill you then and there!" Skyla warned herself in her mind. Skyla couldn't help but think deeper into the angle that her mind just gave to her. "He looks well-composed! But he could be a rogue just like those rogues who looked so good because of their decency disguise! Oh Goddess! Just shoo him away from here, please! I don't want to become his meat!"

The elder’s skeletal frame began to shift as he roared, “I’ll show you my true power!” He opened his skeletal jaws and began muttering a strange incantation. Adrian’s eyes narrowed with surprise as a rift opened in the void, and from it emerged another skeletal creature. “What… Is that a hellhound?” Adrian murmured. The creature, resembling a large, menacing dog, trembled with a terrible aura. Adrian recognized it instantly as a hellhound, a beast he had encountered before. The elder looked smug, though momentarily taken aback by Adrian’s recognition. “So you know what it is. That’s right, it’s a hellhound, and a signal that your end has arrived.”

Everything was ominous, but one of the strangest things in the room was mortifying to look at. There were jars everywhere, large ones with different creatures in each. Most were deadly looking snakes, but some were of organs, human by the looks of them, and others were cats, different birds, and reptiles. The largest of the jars, at least as big as a chair, had the head of a dog in it, but it wasn’t a dog like I had seen before. It was all black and mostly hairless. The snout was skinny and long, and the ears pointed up.

But the dog didn't seem to be in pain. Kyron flipped through the air. He used the rock wall as his footrest, then he jumped right over the giant dog's nape and slashed its head so that it rolled onto the ground. Kyron landed proudly on his two goat-like legs. He grinned arrogantly. "Looks like it's quite easy to defeat this monster," said Kyron proudly. The dog's body did not fall to the ground but remained stiffly upright. “Wait! Something off!"

It made Ardina's hairs tingle instantly and her body suddenly trembled. "Wh-at a sou-nd is th-at?" Ardina asked to stutter, scared to death when she heard Orthus' barking sound which was very loud and scary in Ardina's ears. "It's Orthus, the hellhound, the spirit guard dog who often escapes from hell. And he's ready to tear the spirit body into pieces. And the dog is also Asmodeus's pet," he explained. Ardina hugged herself as tightly as possible. His body shivered more and more every time the hellhound barked.

As I passed by the nurses’ station, I overheard their conversation. “That poor woman… her face was torn up by the dog, and she’s got multiple fractures. Her hand was a bloody mess—totally mangled.” “Yeah, and when her boyfriend tried to help, the dog mauled his head. It was brutal.” “I heard the dog refused to eat, and the woman kept beating it with a stick. She pushed it too far, and it snapped.” “What a nightmare…” My gaze flicked briefly to the patient chart in their hands. The name on the file read: Xena Quinn.

A bellow - deep, wet, monstrous. My breath locked as the creature lumbered out. Holy hell. It stood taller than a horse, chest like a slab of living muscle, arms ending in claws too long to be natural. Its legs were wolf-like but thicker, hooved at the ends. And its head... A bull skull. Literal bone. Hollowed. With flames flickering in the empty sockets. The thing exhaled, and the air tasted like rotting leaves and nightmares. Mara clapped her hands once, delighted. “Pretty, isn’t he? Took ages to bind a spirit to this body. Very stubborn creature. But worth it. He hates Lunas… especially you, Clara.”

A sketch catches my eye, and my breath stutters. The creature on the page has the sections of bone jutting through its skull and shoulders, drawn in sharp, jagged lines. Its eyes are illustrated as glowing red orbs, and its mouth is filled with long, protruding fangs, exactly like the ones that snapped inches from my face. Each hand is sketched with three elongated, razor-sharp claws, curved like sickles. It looks almost exactly like the thing that attacked me. Almost. It is not canine-shaped like the one we encountered. This one has long legs and looks more like a human-size creature and shape.

The spiked leather dog collar strapped around his raw throat restricted his failing airway, actively choking him with every violent shiver. At exactly six o'clock, the heavy metal gate of the kennel yard violently swung open. The loud screech of rusted iron pierced his bleeding eardrums. The massive Rottweilers instantly erupted into a deafening frenzy, aggressively throwing their heavy bodies against the chain-link fences, completely maddened by the smell of his blood. The sharp, rhythmic clicking of designer winter boots approached his paralyzed form. Kiara stood exactly two feet away from his bleeding head. She was wrapped flawlessly in a massive, pure white fur coat. Her dark eyes looked