Taboo Dog Novels & Stories

He might not have kept his, but the fact he fondly remembers something from our time before San Francisco is encouraging. "No. They wouldn't fit the décor here at all. This place is too high class. They're dog people all the way." "Dogs are classier than cats?" "Absolutely, one of those Italian grey hounds. Very regal." I sip at my water with the straw on the side of my mouth. "I'm not sure an Italian grey hound can pull off tiki quite like a tabby can." I laugh at his rebuttal and try to think of another option, but as Trey's happy face falls into something stern, my nervous butterflies start up again.

So why is she interested in dog breeds? As he was wondering, Keegan began to watch the video. By the time he finished the video, he was speechless. Unimaginable emotions arose within Keegan after he saw a man acting effeminate in the video, calling out "honey" in a childlike voice. It was worse when he saw a topless man wearing a collar and said, "I want to sleep with you, darling," with a vocal fry. 'Golden Retriever type? German Shepherd type? Dogs???'

Leo plasters a smile on his face, looking between Theo and me with expectancy. “We did. Would you like to show them the photos?” Theo asks. “Sure, come in. I’ll make some coffee….” I trip off before them, walking inside the house whilst chastising myself for being so naive. Of course, Tabby wasn’t a loved member of the pack. Of course, she was held there against her will as much as Khai and me. I think I just presumed against the fact she slept with Damian that her life over there was vastly different from us others.

She stood before them, naked, vulnerable, and trembling, a lamb offered up to two wolves. “Beautiful,” Mr. Dubois murmured, his voice a low, appreciative growl. “Simply beautiful.” “She is, isn’t she?” Mr. Carter said, a note of pride in his voice, as if he were showing off a prized possession. “And she’s very… obedient.”

He tossed the tennis ball into the grass and the dog sprinted after it. "Do we go to him?" Tabby asked. "No," Jamie replied "Let him come to you. Don't spook him," Agent Jenkins said. "That's right," Baruti agreed. Tabby huffed. "I hate waiting." The dog returned the ball to its master who tossed the toy again. They continued this, Abner creeping toward their table a little bit more each time, and the closer he got the more uneasy Tabby grew.

Erille and Six are still missing, so I feed Tabi first because I can't buy outside because I can't leave him. “Gom se-mari-ga, Han ji-be isseo, Appa gom, omma gom, ae-gi gom, Appa go-meun tung tung hae, omma go-meun nal-shin-hae, Ae-gi go-meun neo -moo ki-yeo-wo, Eu-sseuk, eu-sseuk, jal-han-da” that's what Tabi watches on TV over and over again so he can almost memorize that it's even Korean language.

When all is dried again, I gave him a sharp look as he got back to his business on his phone. "One million?! Are you fucking serious?! I'm looking for a fucking dog not a Yamashita treasure for crying out loud!" He sighed exasperatedly from him seat and abandoned his phone and whoever he's talking to. "It's not just an ordinary dog, Femella. It's a Tibetan Mastiff dog, one of the most expensive breed of dogs in the whole wide world. It's a million dollar dog and it's what we need to get the lead." I stopped to munch the words in my head. "No, I still think a million is too big for searching a dog, a freaking dog, Dave."

Was this sharp‑tongued woman the Harper he’d known? “Harper, you’re misunderstanding me and Phoebe. Nothing’s going on. Trust me — if you marry me we’ll leave Belvia right now!” At this point, he still expected her to fall for the trap they’d laid? Harper’s eyes narrowed. She looked at the huge dog cage behind Theo. She remembered that dog. In her last life it had been infected with rabies, bitten someone, and died soon after. Now it paced frantically in its cage; its bloodshot, glassy eyes were like those of a mutated animal — and it was in the dangerous active phase.

He was no exception cat. "But your building doesn't allow animals," Cass said. "I saw the sign. 'No pets.'" Fudge. "Oh yeah, well my landlord took one look at Tabby and couldn't refuse. Everyone loves him. Hard to resist." I quickly got up before I lost my nerve. I was shameless. The poor guy. He just knew I was lying. It was so obvious. "That's cool. I love cats. Can I come with you to feed him? I'd love to meet Tabby."

Even to him. I ended the call before he could respond. For a long moment, I just stood there in the hallway, staring at my phone. My hands were shaking. Not from fear, but from the effort it took to contain the violence that wanted to pour out of me. Silas was right about one thing, I was dangerous. A Kage—a demon wolf hybrid that shouldn't exist. The worst of both species combined into one unstable, violent creature. I'd killed before. More times than I could count. Would kill a thousand times more without hesitation if it meant protecting what was mine.