For Littles Novels & Stories

Aubrey chirps up with an adorable wiggle. “Let me get you fed and taken care of, Little Kitten, then you should go over to your apartment and shower. Put something cute on and I’ll take you and Jack to lunch in a few hours,” I say before kissing her tenderly and making my way to the kitchen to whip up some omelets and sausages with toast and fresh fruit.

Little by Little a small boy came out from his hide out ,I went down on my knees and picked him up . " So tell me what where you doing following me " " Uncle I couldn't sleep " " So you had to follow your uncle ,you shouldn't do that you know ,they are so many danger moving around the castle by this time of the night " " You mean dangerous things " " Yes and trust me you don't want to get hurt child ". " You mean something dangerous like you , Well if it's not as dangerous as you are then I don't think I have to be scared because I already seem enough .

Evelyn says picking me up, hugging me tight, she kissed me all over before she took me out of the house, she said we need to celebrate and we need to spoil me, she went to the suply store for littles, we got new stuffies and toys to match my new age, I'll be growing up, but only god knows how many years it's going to take me, but I loved being small and I loved being treated like a baby, especially with Evelyn being my mommy and being the one who's taking care of me. After two months we went back to the school, the bracelets were changed into dress code, and since Evelyn practically adopted me, she's my mommy on the papers, and I wear a blue tie, which means I

"Are you ready for today?" "Yes! What book are we reading today?" I show her the book I picked out. “ We are reading Little Rabbit!” I say in excitement Brenda claps her hands and runs to the reading circle of children who have started coming in The rest of the children trickle in over the next few minutes. In comes Matthew the boy with ginger hair and for missing front teeth. Then Agatha, the troublemaker. Kelvin, the little child who is so hyperactive. They are also different but I love them and their own way

-Lindy One little two little Indians four little five little six little Indians seven little eight little nine little Indians ten little Indian boys! :D -Lindy Every after five minutes I message him but I'm getting no response. And every time I don’t get a response, I get sadder. Every time I wait for his message or a call, I get disappointed because there was absolutely nothing. I was starting to get worried. DAY 3

7 years ago One afternoon, little Sophia was playing on her front porch. Her hands were playing with two Tedy Bear dolls by herself. One doll looked shabby, while the other looked brand new. Her innocent face was beaming with happiness, because this morning Jerry, her new neighbor, gave her a new doll. Little Sophia was very happy to get to know her new neighbor, because the middle-aged man loved her like her own daughter. "Sophia! That doll is mine!" Sophia's smile faded when her new doll was snatched by someone.

After eating, she allowed them to play video games before she sent them upstairs to their room. “Once upon a time, in a land where stars were made of candy and clouds tasted like cotton candy,” Tasha started reading to the boys later. “There lived a little firefly named Flicker. Flicker loved to play hide-and-seek with the moon, but he was always the first to be found. His light was so bright, it lit up the entire night sky!

Bullies left me alone and I had never felt more appreciated in the eyes of a man. "Be careful, amor, make sure you drink responsibly and don't forget that these are not your class of people, Lia." Mother warned me for the upteenth time that night, as she fixed the choker on the neck of my rather tight, short, club dress. I heard father scoff from our small living room, where he sat marking employment opportunities off a newspaper. His reaction made me chuckle. "Let the poor girl go and have some fun, Lolita." He murmured.

DAAAAADDDDDYYYYYY /* Flash back ends */. "Daddy where are our toys?" Leena and Lilly were getting clear in their speech. "Your toys are in your room. Your bags have your name tag. No fighting okay?" He told them and they ran to their room to get their things. Russell sat on the couch and pulled Daniel and Carson in his arms. "I have got something for us too." He opened a bag and little box from his laptop bag that he carried with him. "What is it baby?" Daniel ruffled his hairs and Carson smiled.

“And if you’re smart…” “You’ll keep our little secret.”