Kitty Carrera Novels & Stories

Her slick, cold fingers reached for my face… Her fingers trailed over my still-damp chest, a chill from the pool water still clinging to my skin, then found their way to my left nipple. I stifled a grunt, waves of pleasurable sensation rushing through my veins uncontrollably. Oh my Kitty! She held my leash and knew exactly how to make me go in the direction that she wanted. Just when I thought she was done. She pulled another move, proving she’d only begun. “I’m Axel’s Kitty.” She whispered into her ears, a feathering breath on my skin. “La gattina di Axel.” [Axel’s Kitty.] Her voice, low and possessive, sent a shiver through my core that had nothing to do with the cold.

Just a little more…. The sound of a car engine reaches my ears, but I refuse to look anywhere else except the beautiful face of my Kitty Kat. She finally frees herself from her shock, and with a swift swing of her katana, she kills the wolf behind me. Or that’s what I think she did, as dark spots appear in front of my eyes. My legs give in, and I fall to my knees. An SUV car stops next to me. Am I imagining it? The feral wolves and the witch seem startled by the sudden apparition of the car, and Katherine takes advantage of it and kills the witch.

Katerina's pov My ribs are almost healed they haven't really been abusing me as much because we have 1 month until Ryder's and my birthday. They are planning a huge celebration for him because when he turns 18 and mates to Jess theyre going to have the mating ceremony and alpha and Luna ceremony over those couple of days. Then, soon after that Alpha Carter will step down as alpha and Ryder will be the new alpha.

she yells and comes toward me, all ready, her tail was hidden under her skirt, and her earls were hidden with a hair band, making her ears look like they were fake and slipped on. "Say bye-bye," I tell her ready to leave the house with her, a car was waiting for us, one of the pack mates is taking us to the school along with the rest of the pack members who were ready for school, it's only four in total, and kitten is only coming for the day. "Ready?" I ask her, holding her hand walking toward the school, toward our first class of the day.

The second guy got out of the car running, the pack took care of him, I had to give Evan a story to tell once we're back home. I went to search the rest of the car, for anyone else, is there someone else in here with them, what kind of package are they transporting.I made it to the back of the car, into the trunk, I could hear a heartbeat there, a small one, I opened the trunk, well I served the trunk off with my paw and looked inside, a cage with something inside it, a kitten. My breath hitched, they weren't just trespassers, these are smugglers, the poor kitten, her days of cages are over, she's mine now.

Now. I grab the girl. "We have to run," I say sternly. She nods, coming back to the moment. "This way." She jumps off the platform. I jump down after her. We dart around the back of the gallows and race across the courtyard. Snarls and growls come from behind. The pack are closing in. "This way!" she cries. The girl is ahead of me. We are looking for a hole, a place to hide. She sprints to the far side of the courtyard. I follow.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

She just have to be herself and that made her happy. The entourage of cars were about to get to the wedding venue when the driver of Thandi’s car suddenly stopped. Why are we stopping? Thandi asked. She did not want to be those brides that arrived late at their weddings. I’m sorry Ma’am, I was instructed to stop because your carriage is here, the driver explained. Thandi opened the window and could not believe her eyes. In front of her was the most beautiful white carriage with gold wheels. Pulling it were two perfect white horses. In front of the carriage was at list twenty Jobe men ridding black stallions.

I knew just how to fix both their asses though. "Thanks Grimaldi that's very nice of you now can we get back to work?" "Sure, I just came by to give Katarina her little gift. I know how she loves speed so when I saw this little beauty I knew she had to have it. It's the only one like it in the states I think there's only a handful in existence. It goes from zero to sixty in two point four seconds."

A shape that had too many specific edges to be anything other than what it was. Catwoman raced in the same cities as I* Technologies expanded into. Catwoman's calendar never conflicted with I* board meetings. Catwoman had sent fifteen cease and desist letters through a shell entity two days after the WEG-I* tech showcase. Catwoman drove like someone who had been doing this since before she was old enough to do it legally. Catwoman had beaten me tonight by four seconds and had not shown the slightest surprise at finding The Anonymous Racer on her grid. Katia Kensington's keycard said she was in the hotel spa.