Adorable Furball Crossword Novels & Stories

My heart was pounding like crazy. "Meow~~~" came a soft little cry out of nowhere. In the corner by the headboard, a tiny furball was curled up, clearly startled by the light-a round face, big wide eyes, a pink little nose, stubby legs, golden fur on its back, and fluffy white fur from neck to belly. Too cute! I was instantly hooked. Dropped my "weapon" right away and crouched down, waving gently and cooing, "Hey, baby, come here, don't be scared... come on..."

Jai didn't know how to put it, electrified? Usha's fur was standing all over and the fur ball had become a lot puffier. The term fur ball now suit Usha more because the little cat now looked like a bloated puffer fish full of fur. Jai couldn't help but remember the Kuriboh like creature from the market and was instantly joyful. Jai bit his lips from 'Aww'-ing, and asked, "Whatever happened to you Usha?" Usha, of course, couldn't possibly say anything to explain anything. But the fur ball did mewl. Then it climbed Jai's chest and snuggled onto his neck. Jai instantly felt sparks grinding against his skin and he pulled Usha away slightly.

She looked at the other baby which Azrael held and it’s a boy with white and black fur. Then she turned her gaze to the only baby who didn’t cry and the odd one of the three because the baby’s fur was red with a white and black combination. It’s also a girl, and it surprised her because the baby was staring at her innocently and she gasped when the baby raised her hands, trying to reach for her.

Then She saw it. A piece of red fur. Soft. Fluffy. The color Almost identical to Luna’s beast form. Clar’s eyes lit up instantly. If she turned that into a cloak Warm. Windproof. Beautiful. She tugged Luna’s hand. “What do you think about that one?” Lucas reacted instantly. “How much for this?” The stall owner looked up. Surprised. He had assumed he wouldn’t sell anything today. Too many people selling fur. Too much competition. Then he saw her.

CHAPTER 33 •••••Aurora's POV••••• I watched in awe at little wolves of different colours. Some have brown, grey,white and black fur. I so badly want to hold and play with them. Watching their fur my mind drifted back to the time when I touched that Lycan's soft silky fur. "Will the kids furr also feel like that?" i wondered. My palms were itching to hold these adorable kids in my arms.

The only other colored fur was near the head in a form of a black mohawk that slid along its spine a few feet; stopping about mid-way on a normal cat's back. It slid down and landed with next to no sound, its eyes watching me as it waited. "Kasey, this is Sorscha, she is my familiar. She's what you mortals call a Tatzelwurm." Latifa walked over to the beast that's head was half the size of Latifa. Its paws are bigger than the width of my chest. It was huge! "How.....did...." I looked back at the small shadowy corner it came from in complete shock and confusion.

Her face lighting up. “I got my wolf! Isn’t that exciting?!” She exclaims, happiness radiating from her. “Her name is Freya, and she is covered in light brown fur with red flecks through it. She’s stunning, I have to show you her.” “That’s amazing, I can’t believe it!” I proclaim, and I grab her hand. “She sounds gorgeous. When did this happen?!”

Eventually, we found an acceptable design, a faux-fur trimmed dress with a mask in the shape of a wolf face. Elva loved it at once. She grabbed the magazine from my hands and held it to her heart. “This one! This one, Mommy!” When she was willing to part with the magazine again, Charlotte and I poured over the required items and the patterns. “We don’t have the correct materials to replicate the fur,” Charlotte said. She walked up and down the table we had covered in all our remnants. “We’d have to order some.” The Ball was fast approaching, and with my luck, I wasn’t sure we would get what we needed in time.

He won't need to take care of me anymore. Fluffy came back into the cave carrying a sizeable furry animal. Maybe the size of a Labrador retriever squirming trying to get away. Little shrills came from the white-coated animal. For being outdoors and not a pet, its fur was ridiculously white with a hint of blue hue. The face was small and pointed, the tail big and feathery, reminding me of a fox or raccoon. Fluffy brought it to Creed, his tail wagging like a dog instead of its saunter wagging like a cat.

Grinning like a fool I smiled down at Nia who continued expelling the remnants of afterbirth. "Look sweetheart…our little creation has white hair," I chuckled at her glaring at me. Lucifer and Faelon came back over. Faelon waved a soft blue glow over Nia and his couch, cleaning up all the mess before eyeing my son. "His name should be Cerberus," he grunted bluntly and I frowned.