Hidden Kitten Novels & Stories

Sebastian could only curse under his breath as he undid his own seatbelt, torn between laughing at her dramatics and worrying about her state of mind. “This woman will be the death of me,” he thought, but he followed her anyway, his long strides eating up the distance and catching up to her within seconds. Kourtney’s phone flashlight cast a shaky beam into the darkness. It landed on a small, crumpled form. An orange tabby kitten with matted fur. Its chest was still, its tiny body limp. “Oh no,” she whispered, her voice breaking as tears welled in her eyes. She quickly dropped to her knees, the rough ground biting into her skin, and hovered over the animal. “It’s hurt, Sebastian! It’s… It’s d

“They won’t find her. She’s… she’s good at hiding. When she’s scared, she finds the smallest, darkest space she can fit into. She won’t come out for a stranger. She’ll be too frightened.” He looked down at my hand on his arm, then back at my face, his icy composure finally cracking with a flicker of concern. “What do you mean?” “I mean she’s like a little ghost! She once hid for six hours while playing hide and seek. She doesn’t make a sound.” Tears of sheer panic welled in my eyes. “They could walk right past her and never know.” Kazimir’s gaze swept the chaotic hall, then returned to me. The anger was gone from his eyes, replaced by a grim determination. He nodded once, a sharp, decisive m

She hugs me back I step back and look at her. Her long brunette hair, the same shade as mine, has been cut to a beautiful styled bob. Her skin is so tan and her eyes hold so much life and happiness. "Hawaii did you well" I say and she winks. My sister and I catch on pretty quickly, she is hiding an adonis somewhere. "I wanted it to be a surprise, so dad gave me the date and I didn't have to tell you" she giggles "So you knew?" I ask my dad

I jerked and opened my eyes only to see the amusing Blake watching me intensively. "I'm sorry," I mumbled while rubbing my eyes to let go of the remaining sleep in my eyes. "Here! He handed me a book where the word "THE HIDDEN SECRETS" written over the girl's naked back along with some random lines, but the line was too small to read. "Yes! Yes! Yes! We did it!!" Unconsciously I kissed his cheeks and we both froze on our spot. It's just a baby kiss, he won't mind, right? But his eyes say otherwise.

"Keta, where are you?" Kater jumped up and let out a woof before darting into the restroom. Hilda said, "Hey, doggie. Your owner's calling for you! Why are you hiding?" Someone started knocking on the door. Hilda threw a shawl over her shoulders and went to open the door. Outside the door stood a young girl at the age of two to three. She was wearing a maroon colored padded jacket, accompanied by a bodyguard with a stone cold expression. Hilda recognized her immediately. She was the girl adopted by the gay man whom she met at the matchmaking two days ago.

I held my breath, hoping they wouldn't notice the carefully concealed bunny on the shelf. As we engaged in small talk, I discreetly positioned myself to block their view of the shelf. I kept the conversation light and distracting, doing my best to keep their attention away from any potential bunny sightings. After a few minutes, my roommate excused themselves and left the room, oblivious to the hidden bunny. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling a mixture of excitement and gratitude that my furry friend remained undiscovered. Turning back to the shelf, I carefully unwrapped the blanket, revealing the bunny blinking sleepily at me. "Phew, we made it," I whispered, reaching out to stroke its sof

My breaths came in shallow, panicked bursts as I struggled to stay conscious. Memories flashed through my mind, unbidden and vivid. My parents’ secret—one I never should have known. The full moon, their transformation. The way their bodies contorted, their eyes glowing fiercely as they shifted into wolves. It had been a moment of awe and terror, a revelation that had shattered the foundation of my world. But how was I connected to this war between wolves and foxes? Why was Harold’s name—a name I didn’t even recognize—enough to send these people into a frenzy? The sound of footsteps broke through my spiraling thoughts. A flickering light pierced the darkness, and Red appeared, holding a candl

Going about her cottage, the woman brushed away her chin-length white hair and went about the interior, gently humming to herself. Her dress swayed with her movements as she danced along to the music playing and just as her song finished her doorbell rang. "Well, who could that be, Ms. Snowy?" She looked down at the little kitten before making her way to the door.

The rock shifted and moved, wrapping itself around her arm. “This is Kiss. He is a boa python and has melanism, meaning he is all black.” She unwound him from her arm and offered Kiss to Pagan. “I also have Hug, she is an albino boa. She’s on loan to the zoo right now.” "So cool." He whispered. “Gertie has two kittens, but they stay upstairs.” “She doesn’t like your babies?” Pagan asked. “Not at all.” Shiloh smiled as she took Kiss back and returned him to his enclosure. “The ladies need to go back too.”

he shouted, voice raw with emotion. But the room was empty. A broken chair. Torn ropes. Cold food left on the floor. Too late. She had been moved. Hunter growled under his breath, eyes scanning the room like a predator. He paced quickly, searching every corner, every shadow. And then—behind a nearly collapsed shelf—he spotted something: A tiny hidden camera embedded in the wall. Climbing up, he yanked it down. It was still warm, still powered. Attached to it was a flash drive labeled in messy handwriting: