Yandere Dogday Novels & Stories

Mom yells She earns my attentio I snarl My glowing eyes advert towards her It blinks rapidly then return to norma My beastial palm also reverts to human Am me again No more a blood thirsty enraged alpha That's one weird personality I've got hidden within Hermonie instantly rush to the docto She passionately assist him up his feets He's healed She apologize on my behalf He only nod Am Alpha There's literally nothing he can do or whom hell report to Really bad luck he'd got today

she said and I pressed a kiss on her forehead. Just then my phone pinged and I fished it out of my pocket. Someone had sent a text message. Red-eyed black dog had texted: You have to clean all the floors. Get to it asap. I texted back: Can I do it tomorrow? Pretty please?? *crying emoji* *flying kiss emoji* Red-eyed black dog replied: Stop with the bald faces. Do it tomorrow. I texted back: You are the best Alpha in the whole world!!!!

It was the silliest picture of my cat. The pinned contact name at the top read, "Darling".

“Ms. Chino?” “Yeah. Chino Yamaguchi,” She said. “Isn't it dumb placing miss before someone's most memorable name? Anyway, Chino couldn't care less, one way or the other, but it's a propensity.” The distance between the dog's head and Sarah's pale thighs wasn't what compelled him to gaze. Nor were the fire red fingernails scratching between the dog's ears. Sarah's skirt was short to such an extent that Scorpion's head was the main thing holding him back from seeing her groin.

The Blood Princess Tian Xiulan, the black silky long hair and gorgeous fairy-like that has a ting of timidness on her eyes Liu Xiling and a short black hair no-nonsense cool beauty with golden eye Gold of the Nightgaunt tribes known as Night Demon for all cultivators. The three girls just staring at each other in nervousness until a familiar voice sounds out from the black ball on the table. “OK girls, How long are we going to play a staring game? We have food a big cute dog and…” A big dog biting and licking gently on the black ball before the voice ends its sentence. The big black dog enjoying its gentle biting and licking the black ball like it’s found its new toy. This dog is

A dream come true, truly. Even if light didn't arrive for another few hours, it was already two in the morning. She walked quickly to her house, where her dogs, Chowder, a Chow Chow breed, Rosie, a native dog, and Sushi, a Shi Tzu breed, welcomed her. Dogs make Annika very happy since she adores them so much and they are always ready for her. She then peeks into her mother's bedroom and notices that she appears to be fast asleep.

I picked it up and after a little examination, I smashed it, I guess whoever put it would just have to get a new one. “Common let's go inside.” I said to Lane, "My dog. He was a golden retriever. I got him the day after Lane showed me why men would never have credibility. Well, unlike Lane, this Lane was a good boy, he never left my side, and he understood that kisses weren’t just kisses. “I almost forgot about him, where will we keep him tomorrow?” Ree asked. I hadn’t even thought about that. “I guess he’s also coming along.” ZYRA.

Thunking and sharp barks responded before Lya opened the door. “Hi!” she chirped. I looked down at her arms where a puppy with the largest floppiest ears was trying to wiggle out. “You got a familiar?” I asked cautiously. Werewolves weren’t ones for pets. Lya looked down at the dog. “What? No, this is my puppy. It’s just a normal dog?” I laughed, forgetting how new she was to these things. “If it’s happy with you, it isn’t a normal dog. You’re the apex predator, remember?”

I turned to the curious mad dog. "If it makes you feel any better, she's an omega wolf. “A!!! ". Mad dog let out a sarcastic laugh. I halted in my stride and turned to him. "Did you just laugh? “No, sorry." He apologized quickly as he struggled to keep a straight face. My cold gaze never left him. I didn't care about who loved Gwen and who she loved. I was done leaving her to half-baked men. Hastening my stride, I made my way to the party. Everyone was waiting.

“Kate, how could you abuse an animal like this? It’s a living, breathing soul!” I couldn’t be bothered to play along with their act. I sneered coldly, “And what gives you the right to decide what happens to my dog?” Xena, dripping with self-righteousness, snapped. “If you don’t hand over the dog today, we’ll call the police and destroy you!” Just then, a message popped up from Dogman: “Miss Lincoln, don’t sweat it. This chick screams fake. Let me hop on her stream and handle her.” *