Rasta Dog!!

LETTURE 48
Voti 5
Parti 3
Tempo <5 mins

LETTURE 48
Voti 5
Parti 3
Tempo <5 mins

Have you ever seen a dog get high?!?!?! Its crazy right!!!

Follow me on the adventures of this crazy nosy dog Rily......Dominio Pubblico

cluless dumb funny nosey scavenger

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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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Im inside my car on the way home from work,it's already late night...i noticed something was approaching...I looked closer to the side mirror to have a better view I pulled to a stop...oh god! It was a humongous wolf! I was panicking,I quickly step in the gas...the wolf was so fast...it caught up on me but I quicky pulled over and made a turn leaving the wolf behind.... but there was something I felt...some other feeling His P.O.V I was on my way home I smelt this alluring smell... My Mate.... I found her!...I quickly shifted into a wolf and followed her scent...it lead me to a car...it suddenly pulled over...I was happy maybe she felt my presence my wolf was howling with joy...but then the car suddenly accelerated...I quickly quickened my pace but she suddenly pulled over and my turn I Lost Her... Mate I Will Find You

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I am eating French Toast. NOM. It keeps screaming, "DO NOT EAT MOI!!" Breakfast these days...

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"𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮? 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙩𝙤𝙤. 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩?" 𝙌 𝙭 𝙊𝙘 𝙁𝙚𝙢 𝙆𝙮𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙉𝙞𝙠𝙠𝙤 𝙅𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙠𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙖. 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣, 𝙆𝙮𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙗𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚 / 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙡.. 𝙌𝙪𝙞𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖: @𝙚𝙙𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙭𝙨𝙝. 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙨𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧. - 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙆𝙮ō𝙠𝙞. 𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠, 𝙞 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙩.

He meets my eyes, then his eyes turn from annoyance, to lust. They seem to hold a fire so intense I almost forget to breathe. He's hot. Like, really hot. I shouldn't be feeling this, but I can't help it. He makes his way towards me, his footsteps rushing. He gazes up and down my body. I silently curse myself for not wearing jeans, and wearing leggings. And heels. Dang it. "I-uh... I was supp-," I start, my words faltering. He grabs my hand, and brings me into a nearby shop that looks closed, and pushes me into the wall, starting to kiss me. Kiss me. He's kissing me. I start to kiss him back as an immediate response, but then come to my senses. "Mine," he growls against my lips. I gasp, and he snakes his tongue into my mouth. I try to push him off, but it turns him on even more, as he pushes my shirt up. I squirm against him, trying to push him off, but he's too strong, and I have Beta blood in me. "Get off of her!" A familiar voice yells. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* May Laurent is no normal werewolf. Her brother ran away, and her dad died. She doesn't want a mate, under any circumstances. But what happens when she meets Jared, the sweet and caring Were? She falls for him, but when her friends set her up on a blind date before she meets her mate, she must go and cut things off. She will meet Lucas, her... other mate?

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My breath hitched when he leaned down to whisper in my ear, "your eyes are beautiful." I couldn't understand what I was feeling, like butterflies in my stomach. I felt all happy and giggly inside, it was scaring me. I wasn't suppose to feel this way, I wasn't suppose to feel anything at all. "You look adorable when you blush," he whispered huskily, causing a shiver to run down my spine. He had such a strong effect on me and I didn't like it one bit. He smelled good though, like cinnamon and forest. His nose brushed against my cheek sending shocks. I pushed him away, and suddenly felt cold. Highest Ranking Original Genre: #13 in Werewolf Highest Ranking Tags: #10 in Mates #11 in Murder #7 in Mine #8 in Gangs #55 in Love (Unedited)

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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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