Travis Kelce Dogs Novels & Stories

"He said I can do whatever makes me happy. What, you're gonna tattle? Even if he were here, he'd back me up. Piss me off, and you'll be out on the street." She stood there, gloating, as her parents draped Cuthbert's medal around the dog's neck, scratched out his name on the wreaths, and wrote "Luck" instead. They even performed a ritual, using a special offering sent by Cuthbert's admirers, to honor and bless the dog's soul. "Our family rules this city," she bragged. "Even our dog gets a funeral this lavish. Mom and Dad, call some reporters tomorrow. Let's make our name shine."

"Don't wanna try and provoke anyone?" Duncan asked. She grinned. "Precisely." They headed over to Mark's and pulled in. Hopping out, they saw Zeke and Amy waiting at his truck for them. Kelly reached up and caressed Amy's face, smiling as she saw that she was wearing her leash. "Mistress, Master," she said, kneeling on the ground and reaching up to offer one of them her leash. "Such a good little slave," Kelly said, reaching for the leash.

Both boys have their mother’s dark curly hair but their father’s light blue eyes. A large brown dog rushes to Tru the moment she walks through the door. He’s whining, and his tail is wagging. Tru sits on the floor, and the dog lays on top of her legs as she introduces me to everyone. At last, she motions to the dog laying on her legs, “This is Sarge.”

The dogs were at their feet taking a nap, enjoying the atmosphere with the two humans. Killian pushed the swing with his leg setting it in motion. He noticed how Kelsey kept tapping her hand against her thigh. "How are you and Corey faring?" he asked knowing that was a safe subject. He was right, Kelsey's body and movements calmed easily and her smile became bright as the noonday sun.

My roommate, Jessica Miller, kept a pet dog in our college dormitory. Out of consideration for everyone else, I bought her a crate and told her that letting the dog roam freely would frighten the other residents. She lashed out at me. "Chloe, how selfish can you be? Would you like it if I locked you in a metal cage? I've had him for years. He doesn't hurt people, so stop worrying over nothing." During a dorm inspection, her dog suddenly lunged at the dorm supervisor. I desperately pulled the dog away, but the supervisor was still left covered in wounds. The incident went viral online, yet Jessica claimed that I was the dog's owner. My other roommates were threatened into silence, while

an alpha against an alpha, he trained hard, he could win if he tried and plus, he had a family to go back, Celeste was waiting for him, he couldn't disappoint her or his pups. **** ***

One of Orion's followers shouted, "Hey, Mr. Kelce is graciously lowering himself to challenge you in an appraisal contest, and you don't even have the guts to agree?" Another chimed in, "Calling us dogs? Kid, you're biting off more than you can chew. Words like that will get you into real trouble—if you don't crawl out of this appraisal event on all fours today, I'll take your last name!"

I had lived here my whole life and never seen it from this angle. We stayed a while. He talked about San Diego, not the hard parts, just what he missed: the sound of the ocean at night, a specific taco place, his dog who had stayed with his mom when his dad moved them out. A brown lab named Penny. He said her name and looked at the lights for a second. I told him about Happy Paws. The dog I’d been working with for months who had finally started trusting me. He asked what kind. I said a shepherd mix named Cove, three years old, came in scared of everything. He said: and now? I said: getting there.

Cinthia sighed, “He’s grown up too fast. He had to. He’s been protecting his brothers while I was at work. He knows his dad messed up his head. He doesn’t want to take that baggage into a relationship.” Just then, two Newfoundland pups with working vests on ran straight to Silas and Chad. Shelly, the dog trainer, followed closely and watched as the boys cuddled them. Shelly walked to the group and smiled, “Looks like Luka and Lincoln have found their new homes. What do you think guys?”

"Yeah, disgusting. Men, women—it didn't matter. Plus, he was the bottom. What a freak." "They say he's riddled with diseases now. He probably won't last long." When my classmates probed me for answers, I stayed calm and showed them a medical report. "Relax. We broke up before he went off the rails." Caleb's parents even cornered me after school and demanded that I hand him over, but I feigned innocence. Then, I got a pack of starving wolfdogs and sent them down into the cellar. "They're starving. Make sure Mr. Carter keeps an eye on them. We don't want them tearing our little pets apart too soon," I said to Kylie.