Captain-general Kitten Novels & Stories

Caden's tone sounds rebuking. I'm special! This little kitten is special! "Let me see your teeth--- just milk teeth, not even grown," "Your claws, not even sharp enough. Your body, really delicate, and your face--- you can only sell cuteness, you will die before you can even touch your opponent." The kitten was observed and inspected thoroughly by the boy until he became limp and his ears gone numbed by the insults and the mockery in his tone. "But since you can understand me and you know where the Spirit Realm is, I can let these disadvantages pass," Caden's ears perked.

“And those green eyes of yours' are giving me some tingling down there,” she said while pointing at her lower. He automatically looked down towards her lower. He smirked as he saw her condition .... he raised his gaze meeting again with her's He tranced his fingers on her cheeks as he questioned .... "What's your name?" She just loved the way his fingers touched her and she added ... "Cat!" He chuckled and added ..."you are a cat!" Kate nodded in her dizzy condition .... his thumb went down caressing her lip as he added "well right now a hungry kitten

Cruel. Merciless laughter. I bowed my head. "As you command." The leader turned away. "Oh... and one more thing." I waited. "Bring me the mother." "Alive." "If she refuses to tell us what we need to know..." He paused. "...she may watch her daughter die first." A heavy silence settled over the room. Then, from the shadows near the entrance, another hooded figure stepped forward. "My Lord." "What of the Alpha's heir?" The leader slowly looked toward the moon shining through the stained glass.

I didn’t get five seconds. Three girls were already waiting by the sinks, all fake tans and fake laughs and real venom. I recognized them instantly regulars on Rowan’s I*******m comments, the ones who called him “daddy” unironically. And no I'm not some stalker, I just happened to notice one night, you know while digging up about him. “Wow, look who it is,” the blonde in the middle said, tilting her head like she was talking to a lost puppy. “Captain’s little charity case.”

"Scarlett, listen to me. Kill these useless cats, and we'd have six slots. Then we could raise more beasts. We'd be invincible." I wouldn't yield. Chest puffed out, I tried to bluff. "Who said they can't protect me? The eldest isn't blind, the second isn't crippled. They're fine cats." "Anyway," I added, "if you so much as touch them today, you'll regret it!" Dominic stared at me wide-eyed, like I'd gone insane. He hurled the cat bundle to the ground with a thud and cursed, "They're not blind! Only I must be blind to have picked a fool like you! We're done. Don't even think about begging me when the apocalypse hits, you idiot."

Cantoli commented. I know Anaya will never agree with this line of work, but that comment was unnecessary. My kitten stopped me, and I looked at her, puzzled. She smiled sickly sweet at him and replied, “Sure. We’ll see if I can use a knife like a good woman if you give me one.” I was assigned and saw all of my commanders laughing at Cantoli’s startled expression. Many of them appeared to be impressed. My kitten, who doesn’t take crap from anyone—not even me—made me fucking proud.

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

“I don't want you to be scared of a finger because you're likely to be seeing more of it," She searched his eyes for an explanation. “What do you mean?" His lips tugged upwards into a smirk. “You are the new Donna, Gattina. You are the one who will rule my empire beside me," {"Kitten"} ~~~ Chase stared at Saige in the eye as she did the same while struggling with his soldiers to let her go. Her hair was disheveled and she looked completely out of place.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

She looked up and met his gaze, keeping her countenance neutral. “Yes, General Batton, both targets were acquired without incident.” “Without incident?” General Batton repeated with a chilly tone, his eyes settling on the Captain. “Nothing that wasn’t handled by my men efficiently.” The Captain bristled. General Batton’s lip curled up on one side. “Very good, Captain.” He looked back to Mikhail. “Hand over then.” Captain Vascal coughed, clearing his throat nervously then announced his detainees. “Lord Mikhail Semenov…” He then tugged on the chain and pulled Kat up to beside himself and held the chain out to the General. “…and Katarina De’Basille, Sir.”