Red and Blake Ch. 11

'I'm going to kill him...I'm seriously going to kill that no good son of a-!' That was the only thought running through my mind as I glared at my father's retreating back. I wanted to die right there on the spot as my cheeks rivaled my fur color and...

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Red and Blake Ch. 9

Rolling over on my bed I groaned as I dreamed of sipping on a cream soda together with the fine hunk of Doberman who was my teacher drinking it with me. It was like a scene from Grease seeing that male decked out in ripped jeans, wife beater, and a...

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Red and Blake Ch. 7

The walk home is usually uneventful and quiet but this time I felt myself not relaxing to the sound of my music pouring from my ear buds but the feel of my heart pounding in my chest to the images of a certain Doberman and the piece of paper in my...

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I'm Just A Laundress Ch. 4

10:30 A.M. Taylor tossed then turned on his side brushing something furry and hard. The tabby could feel something heavy on his waist, groaning the male's eyes slowly fluttered open to a brush light making him groan louder and shook his head. ...

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I'm Just A Laundress Ch. 3

It has been a month since that faithful day since Justin saved Taylor from the two street punks. The wolf kept his word and was at the mat every day to not only look after Taylor but earn the money to fix the hole in the wall he indirectly caused which...

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