Cute Kids Novels & Stories

As I walked near the edge of the pack square, I heard the bright, happy sound of children laughing. I paused and looked over. A group of young pack pups, maybe five or six years old, were playing a game of tag in the green grass. They were running around, giggling loudly, their little faces painted with pure joy. A small, genuine smile touched my lips. In the dark Rogue Kingdom, children never laughed like that. The pups there were trained to fight from the moment they could walk. Seeing these innocent children playing so freely warmed a tiny part of my cold heart. I decided to step closer. I wanted to see them play. I wanted to feel a little bit of normal pack life.

"Pumpkin! Poochie! Snuggle wuggle time!" They caught the pounding of paws, and in a moment, they tore in through the backyard, tongues lolling and blue eyes shining with enthusiasm. The kids giggled as the animals nearly bowled them over with their rush, wagging tails whipping at a crazy pace and woofing audibly with excitement at getting to cuddle time. "Pumpkin? Poochie? Snuggle wuggles? What the hell, KYOLINE?" ISAAC gritted out. "A such liar, Valentino," she said. "Guard dogs? No way. These two were merely two huge furbabies, and they would not harm a fly. Wasn't that right, her fluffy boys?" she asked as she came down to their level and used that special cooing tone she reserved just fo

It has been long since she last roamed around so much. The park was pretty quiet since they were sitting at the far end. On the other side of the park, children were happily playing around with their parents hovering behind them. Sindhu had a small smile playing on her lips seeing them. Gautham followed her gaze and found a little girl with pigtails. She was pouting over something. "You know she reminds me of Akira," Gautham said absentmindedly. "Who is Akira??" Sindhu asked curiously, mainly because she loved kids more than anything. For her, they were the only uncorrupted form of a human.

It’s also fascinating how their green eyes show multitude of emotions. Lumara nudged me, “Queen Fae –” I quickly covered her mouth with my hands and widened my eyes at her. She was shocked but understood me in an instant. “Crystal… look at these kids. They’re so cute!” “Right. I could pinch their cheeks right now.” We both giggled and looked at the little orcs. Their little legs are jumping around, playing with what looked like a hedgehog. But just as we were taking in the scene, a man – or more precisely, an orc bumped me while he was running.

Four children are standing in front of her, their heads raised, looking directly at her… they are with a silly smile on their faces and bright eyes capable of infecting her. She crouches down, standing at the height of the children, who look no older than five years old. Her hand reaches the top of the head of a little girl, who closes her eyes and snuggles into the palm, as if seeking its warmth, just as a puppy would do. The other hand goes to the face of another child, who repeats the same motion… “Oh, Queen…” Rhea hears a sweet, yet unfamiliar voice. She raises her eyes, feeling a third child hugging her awkwardly, with their small arms that only encircle her waist.

I smiled at Silas softly before looking out into the crowd, chuckling as I watched a group of kids playing and fighting each other. It turned into full-blown laughter when I watched a little girl punch a bigger boy in the nose hard enough to make him fall down. She shouted a few profanities at him before stomping off, the other kids helping the boy up before they all took off after her. A girl after my own heart. “Do you like children Kara?” Silas asked softly as he watched me watch the kids running away. I looked at him a little shocked before shrugging in response.

“We’re playing a game, okay? A game of hide and seek. Be brave. Stay close to me. When I say it’s safe, we come out.” The kids nodded, chewing their lower lips, trying to be brave in the way children sometimes manage. Beauty and Pretty giggled through their fear, as children will sometimes do when the adrenaline presses too close to the surface. They trusted the word auntie, the small ritual that softened strangers into kin in three syllables.

But no one answered her. Then a handsome kid and the most charming among them appeared too and offered his hand like a well-mannered prince named Kaito, 8 years old. Mizu took his slender hand in giggled. "This seems fun." Kaito then escorts her towards the other side of the tree, where a blanket full of food is prepared, and with a proper view of the river and magnificent forest on the other side. There she saw Taishi a girl at 8 years old, who prepared her place with clean clothe to be seated. Itsuki and Riko 7 years old kids, the youngest among them and the cutest, male and female, who brought their favorite white hare teddies in them; excitedly put bread and drinks on her plate and glass

she said happily, hugging the paper to her chest. Other children noticed and quickly came closer to watch. They were amazed by the drawing. “Help me to draw mine too!” one boy shouted. “I want to draw a tiger!” “I want a unicorn!” The kids started gathering around Selene. She smiled softly and began helping them one by one. She showed them how to draw simple shapes and add details. The children laughed and talked excitedly as she guided their hands. Slowly, they stopped caring about the color of her skin. They were too busy enjoying the drawings and her patience.

Especially one as charismatic as he is. Now Carter and I were back in the truck after spending another half hour with the kids who turned out to be really sweet. I was immediately accepted into their group and they all wanted to take turns having me hold them and giving them hugs. One of the boys even made me a stick figure picture of myself. It was what I was currently looking at now. “You know, it looks so much like you, it’s uncanny.” He teased me. “Oh yea. Sure.” I sarcastically replied. “With my big lips, and arms longer than my legs.” I pointed to the stick figure’s odd body proportions. “What a looker.”