Cats Jennyanydots Novels & Stories

Then he turned around and walked away and within seconds, he disappeared from sight. I could almost imagine what he was thinking. How could my parents give birth to such a foolish daughter? After leaving the cemetery, Julian offered to drive me home. I refused. I told him I needed to help Genny feed her cats and asked her aunt to help clean the house. Genny owned a Maine Coon cat named Otis. When she went on a business trip to Spain, she left the cat at a pet store near the entrance of her residential complex. I usually visited the pet store every few days to check on it so Julian did not suspect anything.

At one glance, she was practically the definition of an extremely wonderful visual feast… With her high ponytail and light make-up, there was purity in her eyes. She looked like a worldwide, limited-edition doll that was being displayed in a high-class cabinet. Wonderful, pure, and noble… “Didn’t you say you weren’t coming? So why did you end up coming?” Henry looked affectionately at Jenny and asked. Jenny chuckled before walking up to Catherine and sitting on the arm of Catherine’s chair. “I got bored at home. That’s why I came… But, most importantly, didn’t you say Catherine was here? After thinking for a while, I still felt that I should come and play with Catherine… I was afraid that sh

It's shabby, small and crowded. "Well, I hate to say it, but maybe you need to lose weight." 'You! She glared at me angrily. I yawned and smiled, "Have something to say, are you looking for a cat, a dog, or a husband to cheat?" Oh, sorry, I forgot. I think you don't have a husband, and you're stealing someone else's. So I'm really sorry, we don't do that kind of business here. Please come back." Jenny was so angry that she bit her teeth and said, "Do you want to listen to me or not?"

But moving forward? Maybe Jenny needs more help than I can give her. His gaze fell to the litter of kittens he'd discovered in a box in one of the empty stalls. The grey mother blinked up at him and yawned as she lay on her side nursing five squeaking fuzz balls. He shook his head again. Jenny wasn't some stray that had wandered onto the ranch. She was a woman with a mysterious, potentially dangerous past. That he was attracted to her made him possibly the biggest bastard on the planet.

I snorted at the ridiculousness of her statement. Jenny Wayland wasn't afraid of anything except wrinkles and cellulite. She got Botox injections for the first and starved herself to avoid the second. I could have shifted into my Lycan form -a form very few humans knew about- without making her blink. "Talk, Jenny. Now!" "I wanted her to go away! Okay? You hate her. Everyone knows you hate her. You wouldn't leave her though because of whatever stupid reason you have so I made her see what you were missing being stuck with her."

"The bottom line is, one must always be honest in whatever they do." Jennet nodded her head again. "I think, I get the hang of it now. I will give it a good judgement," she said with a smile. Then, she observed the clothes in her hands. The clothes were done beautifully and seamless too. The fabrics were of soft materials that wouldn't irritate the skin. After a while, she smiled at the cat, "I'll get these for 90 good deeds which are my patience." The cat purred again, took the clothes from her and put them inside an ember. Then, the couple left the stall.

"We could use the private sauna. Let me help you unwind, daddy. I know just how to make that stress melt away.” Vincent grinned, a predatory flash of teeth as he wrapped one large hand around her slender neck. He pressed just hard enough to feel her pulse flutter wildly beneath his thumb, watching her blue eyes flash with thrilled submission. His kitten craved the roughness, the way he handled her like she was his to break and rebuild. "Are you offering to give me a massage, kitten?” Her hand pressed firmly against his lower belly, tugging insistently at his belt. Her gaze dropped to the tent straining against his pants, hunger darkening her eyes.

If I wasn’t used to seeing this kind of healing, it would have been weird the way a wolf’s body expelled foreign objects. Cathy whimpered but went silent as the bullet slid from her and onto the packed dirt floor. John returned, and I took the blanket from him. “Come on, darlin’,” he said to Jenny. He held out his hand, and she took it, rising. “Let’s give them a little privacy. We’ll go get some clothes for her. Let us know how she wants to play this. Jenny can be her doctor if she needs to go to the hospital. She’s used to fake injuries.” He gave Jenny a wink.

"Just know, miss, we don't do returns or exchanges." "I won't ask for a return or an exchange. I like this one," Aspen said softly, carefully cupping the tiny orange kitten in her palms. She tapped the kitten's nose with her fingertip, whispering gently, "You're so teeny-tiny. Let's call you Dottie, okay? You're just like a little dot." Aren had already taken a cautious step back. He wasn't great with animals, but he still paid Mark, watching Aspen with a mix of affection and helplessness.

Kaitlyn defensively responds. "Oh well, I'm rooting for you, miss!" Jenny pauses, checking the door to ensure no one is coming before whispering, "I've never seen the young master take care of someone like he does to you. Oh, miss! You've softened our young master's stone heart!" Jenny excitedly exclaims, making Kaitlyn shake her head and laugh. "We are just friends, Jenny. Now, if you want to help me, why don't you start by not teasing me, yeah?" Kaitlyn chuckles, causing the girl to pout.