Kitten Stories Novels & Stories

They’ve made millions since starting Fable, but unlike the other boys, you never hear anything about their families. Why is that? “I wish I’d gotten a photo of you snogging that cardboard cutout of Lyall,” Kitty says, flicking boredly through the dresses hanging on the rack in front of her. “I could have printed it out and given it to him as birthday present. I bet he’d like that.” “I wasn’t snogging it,” I say hotly, feeling my cheeks flush. “I was just pressed up against it a bit while I was hiding.” “Sure, sure,” Kitty says.

She was halfway through washing the conditioner out of her hair when she heard the kitten crying, followed by Millies tears, she quickly rinsed her hair and ran out of the bathroom to help with the littles. "Who do you want me to take?" Callina asks seeing both girls crying over Matheo's chest. "Take the kitten," Matheo says wanting to get a better grip on Millie's punches, she was having nice dreams until she was woken up by Mollis's tears who woke up and couldn't find her mama. "Mama...Mama..." Mollis cries into her shoulder, she was dreaming that she's close to her mama, but then her mama was away.

“ I RAPED HER.” The room was so quiet it felt like time itself had stopped. Adrian’s voice broke the silence again, trembling and choking. “ I... I was just six years old,” he began, his eyes staring at some invisible point in the air. “Outside my school one day, I found a pretty little kitten. So small, so innocent… like a tiny snowball. I loved her so much... too much.” He gulped, his hands clenching tightly, “I’d feed her every day. But when I tried to hold it… it would just run away. One week passed... two weeks... but still, it wouldn’t come near me.” His voice grew weaker as he spoke,

“It’s… fragile.” Her eyes widened, and she carefully untied the bow, her fingers trembling with anticipation. When the ribbon fell away, she lifted the lid slowly, and the box moved. She yelped in surprise, pulling the lid off completely. Inside was a tiny, fluffy calico kitten, a patchwork of black, gray, orange, and white. Its wide blue eyes looked up at her, and it let out a pitiful little “Meeeeow!” “Oh! Ohhh!” Kathrine gasped, scooping the kitten into her arms. It clung to her bright green shirt with its tiny claws, mewling softly. “She’s so cute and tiny and…!”

I stood up, but Ivy held out her hand, telling me to give her space. “You know,” She crouched to be eye level with her, power radiating from her body. “Kittens are so small and cute, aren’t they?” “What?” Skyler looked scared of her. Hell, I was scared of her. “Kittens. Small, fluffy. You just want to hold them and pet them. But you want to know something about kittens? They can’t retract their claws.” I saw hers come out, and her teeth grew. Her eyes went gold. Kiara. “And they bite.”

“I’ve never had it, kitten, but I know exactly what it would be like with you. Slow, deep, and hard, so hard you’ll feel me for days. So slow you’ll beg me for mercy, and when I decide to put you out of your misery, so fast you won’t be capable of conscious thought except for my name. So deep you’ll feel your release down to your toes. Nothing will compare to it, and nothing else will ever be good enough. I will ease every ache you’ve ever had, and I will ruin you for anyone else. I promise.” Then he bites me again, and I gasp. “Any other questions, Kitten?” “Actually…yeah. There are fewer girls than straight boys, and a lot of them are doing things with more than one guy. But everyone seems

Without even looking at Julia, he said, "You came back too late. We've already had dinner. There are still some leftovers in the fridge. You can heat it up and eat it." Though only minutes had passed, Julia felt as if she'd been standing frozen in place for days. Moving her stiff legs, she walked toward Coby. "You wanted a pet, right? I got you a kitten." She bent down, letting him see the kitten she held. After glancing at it, Coby looked up at her and said, "But Aunt Juliette already got me a parrot. It can even repeat the phrases I teach it. A cat can't do that. It just meows all the time. It's so annoying."

Her latte was too sweet now, and the muffin was like a ball of lead. “Do you remember when I brought home those four kittens?” she said, desperate to lighten the mood. Heath grinned. “Yes, and you refused to let me take them to the shelter.” “They would’ve put them to sleep!” “They were mangy little things covered in fleas.” “They were adorable.”

It was actually a kitten. The kitten hissed at Noah first. But it seemed out of energy. It was stuck in plants and couldn't move. Noah saw that tiny head and moved the plants. The kitten got scared. It started crying loudly. Afraid it might be injured, Noah moved fast and talked to the cat gently. "Come here. I am not gonna hurt you. Come here. I will treat you" Noah then slowly approached the kitten to come to him. The kitten didn't move. So Noah put his hand and picked up the tiny kitten from those plants which were almost grown into a forest.

He places his hand on my cheek and says, “Hey, what’s wrong?” “Nothing Daddy…” “Come on KittyKat, what’s wrong?” “That nickname, where?” He laughs as he moves and wraps his arms around me and says, “When you were 3, you saw one of the older kids shift and you had asked why he turned into a dog. We then spent three days explaining that we were, that you were a werewolf and that when you were old enough, you would get a wolf and you would shift into one as well. But you didn’t want to accept it. You didn’t want to be a dog or a wolf, you wanted to be a cat. We told you that you couldn’t be a cat as you were a wolf, so to try to prove us wrong for the next six months, you would only purr or meo