Hetalia Cats Novels & Stories

After a few rings, a female voice comes through the line. "Hello Imperial Veterinary Center, how may I help you?" "Ah yes, I am Hai Rin. Yesterday I book a Norwegian cat breed from your center. Are my cat is ready? I would like to take him tomorrow." "Oh Miss Hai Rin, let me check for a moment." the female voice said and after a silent for a second, she continued again. "Your cat is ready, ma'am. You may come tomorrow." "Wonderful. Thank you," She replied happily. After Hai Rin ended the call, Andy Lu asks her from behind.

Cass leaned forward and her smile grew. Their dad’s sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Balric looked unimpressed, surprising Dannie. “I’m flattered, but the answer is no. I’m not interested.” Not many men passed on Cass ever. Their dad cleared his throat, giving Cass his alpha stare — narrowed eyes with his lips pressed in a thin line, and his expression a stony sternness. “That’ll do Cassandra.” She shrugged, leaned back in her chair, still smiling. “And Danielle. She—”

One black cat flicked its tail beneath a lavender bush, staring at the world with the expression of someone who had been disappointed for a very long time. “Kitty.” Issa made a sound I had never heard from a normal human being. Max stepped forward immediately. I caught his collar. He jerked backward. “Mommyyyyy.” “Do not mommyyyyy me.” “The white one is Sofia,” Nathan said. “The gray one is Dante. The black one is Cannoli.” “Cannoli?” I stared at him. “You named a black cat Cannoli?” “He used to bite when he was little. Sweet on the outside, criminal on the inside.”

The day the Sterling family came to honor an old marriage agreement, my adopted younger sister suddenly confessed. "I used Sophie's photo to date a scholarship kid online. He's coming here today to propose, and someone that low is the kind of person I deserve. "Mom, Dad, I don't deserve the Sterling marriage. Send me away." Her eyes swam with tears. She looked stubborn and self-sacrificing, the perfect brave little martyr. My parents, who'd always favored Ava, made their decision immediately. They pointed at me, standing off to the side, watching the whole performance. "Ava grew up with us. She understands our world better than you do. She's the one who should marry into the Sterling fa

The alpha chuckled. "Can we adopt a cat too? " The omega tilted her head. "A cat? Do you like cats? " "I love them! " The girl beamed. "Don't you like them? " Keiran scratched his neck. "Umm… not really to be honest because you know, cats and dogs hate each other… so it's my instinct to do that. But don't worry, I can do anything for you. Even if it's a cat or a tiger, I'll give you whatever my beautiful wants,"

Corbyn warns, turning her back around to face Trent before he leans closer than I would to the Alpha’s little captive, “don’t be so unreasonable.” “Unreasonable?” She half screeches, angling away from him as she turns her attention back to Trent, “If you want to, go be with her,” she points down the hallway behind her, “then go.” Her chest is heaving up and down as her brows pull together and a low growl is coming from Trent. The blade passes over each finger as it flips in my hand and all I can picture is lodging it in Trent’s throat right now. Not yet. Not unless he forces my hand. My little pet is playing a dangerous game right now, but my gut tells me she’s got this handled.

Lucien laughed. "Harpy? Old?" Horatia's voice was embarrassingly shrill and she clenched her fists, ready to punch him again. "You've had what? Three seasons? You're practically ancient, my dear. You even have the cats to play the part." Lucien looked to the drawing room door where Muff sat idly licking a white-tipped paw. The cat paused when he caught the two humans fixed on him. "Mrreow?"

I assure him, but his frown said otherwise, he's not happy about a little being around. "Okay," he says, not meaning it really. The rest of the drive wasn't that long, I connected to my alpha asking him how things are going, we were almost there. 'The kitten agreed for us to become her cg' Mathew, my alpha tells me the best news ever.

The calico cat’s tail suddenly flicked upward, and in the puddle at its feet, it traced out a perfect candlestick chart—its tail moved with a precision that seemed almost too deliberate. “Come home with me,” Takuto said without really thinking. The words left his mouth as he pulled open his raincoat. “I need a CFO.” The calico cat tilted its head, studying him for a moment before it darted suddenly into a nearby alleyway. Takuto, stunned for a second, followed quickly. When he reached the alley, the cat was already seated behind a makeshift “desk” created out of stacked cardboard boxes. The office was oddly professional, adorned with:

' She says to Kota and disappears into the trees. We can smell our mates, but they aren't in sight. 'Up here, Cujio.' Cat calls to Kota from the branch of a tree. She leaps down in front of him and rubs her body against his. 'You aren't supposed to give up your hiding spot, little one.' Kota purrs at Cat as he pushes back into her. 'I believe that makes you it!'