Transformers Dogs Novels & Stories

I complied as I felt my skin crawl and my nails extend to claws. Tide had taken over and let out a deep rumble in her chest. This at first did not register to the animals. Then Eyolf fell to his knees in the cage. Connor looked at the other dog and at me. He was fighting my call. I let out a louder and deeper rumble and as a result Connor whined and laid down on his belly. He pushed his paws over his face and kept his eyes to the ground. I dropped to the floor in exhaustion. Both dogs became submissive recognizing me as their superior. At least I knew they were dogs. The two of them were just cross breed with a wolf and dog; whomever did this was playing with a dangerous fire.

(Lexi’s POV) I’m going to die! I’m going to die! My heart was screaming and crying in panic, but before I found myself getting mauled by dogs, Finn put a whistle to his mouth. “Whooee-uueet!” The dogs halted abruptly, hearing probably a familiar whistle sound from their owner. My eyes widened at the different breeds of dogs, but half of their numbers were Golden Retriever and Labrador. For a dog lover, they were adorable, sitting on the ground, looking like they were smiling while panting and waiting for a treat from their owner.

Whenever Big Bang walked ahead, there would be over ten silent dogs following him. Deep down, Big Bang felt a bit uncomfortable, but he let the other dogs follow him on their walks. Suddenly, one of the dogs behind them barked, and Big Bang turned around to see the other dogs staring at his hind leg. To his surprise, his hind leg had involuntarily transformed into a wolf's leg, making it much stronger than a normal dog's leg. At this moment, the scent of a wolf emanated from him, causing the other dogs to become excited and bark loudly. Suddenly, Big Bang remembered something and looked up at the sky, realizing that tonight was a full moon. How could he forget this?

Before I could look around, 2 dogs ran towards me and my eyes widened. He has one big grey alaskan malamute and one golden retriever. The both of them attacked me with kisses and I giggled seeing them jumping towards me. "What's their name?" "Eden and Morty." Ares answered as he pointed at the dog. Eden is the alaskan malamute and Morty is the golden retriever. "Hey Morty.. and Eden." I said as I hugged them both and when Ares walked towards the kitchen. They followed him.

Next to him is Luna, a playful Beagle, and Rocky, a energetic Boxer. “On the opposite row, we have:” "Atlas, our majestic Great Dane, gentle as a giant. Beside him is Daisy, a sweet Corgi, and Baxter, a clever Australian Shepherd." My gaze landed on a robust German Shepherd in the corner cage. "And who's this?" I asked, drawn to his piercing eyes. "That's Titan," the staff replied. "Intelligent, loyal, and protective. He was trained as a guard dog but never deployed. He's been waiting for the right owner."

The tearing in my chest grew more intense with every wave. After what felt like an eternity, the villa door opened again. Vanessa emerged alone. She had changed into a black dress and was holding the leashes of two enormous black dogs. They were war hounds, unique to the Red Fang pack, bred specifically for hunting and killing their enemies. Each one stood as tall as a grown male wolf. "Freya," Vanessa cooed. "Still here? You're so obedient. No wonder our Alpha just can't bring himself to truly hate you."

“Unless you’re scared.” Trinity cackled in my head. “Oh hell yes. Let’s show Mr. Muscles what we’ve got now that we’re fully powered up.” Mac gave me a look that was part intrigued, part “what have I gotten myself into?” and followed me down to the Blue Moon training fields. Birds sang conversations as we walked along, the day warm with the promise of spring. “Is it true that you have a dog sanctuary?” I asked. “Yes. We have eleven dogs, with plenty of room to run, and climate-controlled dog houses. One of the dogs is Alexander’s, his name is Flappers.”

My pussy—already raw, wet, and tingling from Dog's rough tongue—throbs briefly at the unwanted thought of how that hard steel piercing would feel wearing down my soft insides. But most importantly, these decorations mean that this Alfa is from our destination - the ruins of the city. This certainly complicates things. Snarling and snarling, Dog and Truk charge forward, spreading out to encircle their opponent. Just this morning, the two were fighting each other. Now they are already moving as a tandem unit, as if they can read each other's minds. They are bonded by their mutual need to protect me. But that doesn't mean I have to sit around helplessly like a damsel in distress.

“These dogs were just being disobedient. I only put them in their place, that's all. “Their place? Do you realize that they are dangerous? Don't do this next time. I wonder why you're not scared of anyone in this world. They are dangerous. What if they had harmed you?” “They wouldn't dare. Look at them, Mommy. They are such good boys.” She walked closer to the dogs to the detriment of Bree who almost had a heart attack and patted them lightly on their heads. “Aren't you both good boys?” To everyone’s surprise, the dogs didn't move or react aggressively, they brought their tongues out and sat down on the floor wagging their cute tails. Bree breathed a sigh of relief.

responded Nat, making it clear to her best friend that the only pets in her life were the ones that were cold-blooded and slithered. "'Hollywood Dogs' features drawings, portraits and posters of some of the biggest canine blockbusters like 'Lassie' to Old Yeller' and 'All Dogs Go to Heaven'," came the guide. "Oooh, I liked 'Old Yeller'!" Carmen blurted out. "Canines are the absolute worst!" interjected Henry, "they drool, they can really go rabid albeit very dangerous when stray." "Screw you!" snapped Cassie, "I like 'em! They are so cute, especially puppies and you just wanna hug them so tight or let them play with a squeaky toy..."