Grinny Cat Novels & Stories

I all but groan out loud. Beck and Labyrinth are doing everything they can not to laugh in my face, and I don't blame them. Point me in any direction and I'll find something to kill. Collecting people isn't my thing. I look at Marinah holding the smallest kitten. It looks like some kind of patchwork quilt. She brings the tiny body up to her giant jaws, and the kitten rubs its small head against her teeth. This is worse than her climbing my shoulders naked over a snake, but it's me who won't be living it down. I don't like cats.

Focus, Sierra. How Kate curls looked almost gold in the sun and how her top lip had this little heart shape. How her skin looked so soft. I thought about her butt that looked so good, almost like a perfect apple. Why was I thinking about her ass?! The pain seemed to ease a little and before I knew it, I was staring down at two paws covered in fur. “Let’s get Kate back.” Grace growled and she took off. She was really fast and after a few minutes I smelled that honey and mint scent.

Those perfect pink lips parted in awe as her eyes landed on mine in a heated gaze. The next thing I know the kitty has launched herself off the stairs and into my arms flinging her legs around my waist and her hands latching onto my back “Hunji!” She shouts excitedly, her tiny arms squeezing me tight as she plants kisses on my cheek, laughing as she does.

His blue eyes met with hers halfway. “Well if it isn’t Mr. Grouchy.” She beamed. “Who let the farrel cat in?” He pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. His nickname for her was cat because of her name being Caitlynn. His blue orbs were blank, as always. “No one did. The cat let herself in.” Caitlynn replied smoothly. “Swallow any more books and your head is gonna turn square shaped.” Blaise scowled. “In fact I’m starting to see some symptoms.”

If a cat would grin, mine would be wide Cheshire-like. I come up on Juniper’s flank, letting our sides brush together in an intimate way. A soft playful growl sounds from the feline and she nips at me in a kittenish way. I trill at her, letting her know I enjoy her flirtatiousness. All too soon we have reached the ravine, both of us coming to a halt at the wide and deep cavernous gorge. I let out a series of high-pitched Chirrups, alerting the rest of the team where we were and that we had arrived at the campsite. Chirruping was an effective way for me to communicate with werecats, seeing as I lacked the ability to mind-link.

How pathetic was that? "Come on Sam. Where the heck are you?" A huge Maine Coon cat in cream, brown and black stripes flashed past her into the cabin as Sabrina opened the door. 'There you are, you naughty kitty." He stopped and rubbed up against a table leg just inside, looking up at her with wide eyes as if to say, "were you looking for... moi?" Sabrina flicked a couple light switches on. She could have simply told the lights to turn on but it was best not to get into bad habits when she was alone.

My loyalty was unwavering, and the mere suggestion that I was misguided fueled a surge of anger. "What's petty about defending what matters most?" I retorted, my voice a low growl that matched his intensity. Grinjo scoffed, dismissing my words as if they were inconsequential. Instead of offering an explanation, he lunged forward, claws extended like deadly talons aimed for my neck. Instinct took over as I smoothly sidestepped his attack, my agile form allowing me to evade with ease. As Grinjo stumbled forward, momentarily off balance, I seized the opportunity to counter. With precision, I aimed for his left ankle, sinking my teeth into the fur and flesh. A satisfying yelp escaped Grinjo as h

Griffin said with a shrug that told Bree he didn’t think it was that bad. “You objectified her!” Cat retaliated. “You do that to every woman you see!” “Not to you,” Chase muttered under his breath, causing Griffin and Dominic to laugh. Cat didn’t think it was funny. She growled at them. “Okay, guys, stop,” Bree said, not really blaming Chase for being rude under the circumstances. Cat seemed angry at nothing. “Let’s just finish the show on a high note, and we can meet in the morning to talk things over, okay?”

She was tapping her lips with her index finger. "Oh my, you've changed, you're more stunning and are mates with the king. How convenient," she muttered bitterly, planning on saying more until Lestat grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door saying congratulations to us both. When the door slammed behind them Grim shuddered and growled," they both have evil intent." I nodded my head agreeing completely with him. My late sister's cat, Miss Fluffy Bottoms, came waltzing into the living room. Grim screeched and jumped his six and half foot self up onto the coffee table. I watched him , stifling my laughter as he attempted to shoo the robust feline away from himself. It got worse when the

Breaking the kiss we pressed our foreheads together and gazed into each other's eyes as our breaths comingled together. Hearing her soft moans of pleasure always made me smile and my cock throb with desire. My little kitten bit her lower lip as she stared up at me shyly with eyes full of emotion. I smiled down at her as her adorable shyness had me grinning widely. Seeing my huge grin, Cat whispered, "Why are you smiling so wide, baby?"