Kitty Carrera Novels & Stories

Let's not forget the kitten party. Yes, kitten. There's no surprise when it comes to the rich. They ordered for coffee and biscuits while I turned my iPad on and went straight for notes. "So now that we're here, I guess we should get started, what do you want the theme of the party to be? Any favorite animation or a character or a color?" This is Kyra's business side and it has emerged with vigor. "Well, his favorite color is Blue and these days nothing enthralls him more than horses, he's obsessed with them and well, cars too." She stopped for a moment, appeared to be in deep thought while I jotted down my findings.

"So, Kitty, what do you think?" Kitty was as different from her commanding officer as night is from day. She had been born into a prosperous merchant family, attended the academy, and graduated with honors. But, unlike some of her peers, she respected officers like Kairo. "I think they are letting the computers run the show. This latest barrage lacks the kind of finesse that a true well trained artillery officer would toss in. Stuff like backtracking, leapfrogging, and just plain guessing".

They heard another familiar engine and under this bright blue sky, the majestic Bugatti Chiron came in view, driving around the bar, along the path, stopping smoothly in the garden, a few metres before Megan’s Kawasaki. The door opened and Cattleya stepped out, as always dressed in pure sophistication. She dazzlingly smiled towards them, adjusting her aviator glasses before politely walking to Billy and Maria, greeting them with kisses and hugs, “Mr. and Mrs. York. I’m glad to see you’re well.”

CAT M'NOO cackled with her notoriously nasal laugh. Sympathy was offered by Lydia as the titters reverberated all through the room. CAT M'NOO was the leader of the catty girls' clique that hung around the casino, trying to catch herself a rich mafia husband and wasting her time bothering Kyoline's life. She went out of her way to belittle her almost the whole school she went to with her and it looked like she was determined to do the same thing now.

Kim pouted slapping her forearm " Don't joke around like that, fine, if you don't want to tell me then I won't pursue the matter anymore. Let's talk about something else- hmm, oh yes, have you heard Cruella is coming back?" " Cruella? Who?" Kim looked at her like she has just gone crazy " you... You don't know who Cruella is? Cruella!! Caroline! Carter and Alex's dear old mum. The one and only, dictator of the pack" Thalia smiled a little at her description " are you sure she is that bad?"

He quickly got on the freeway and continued the drive. Left hanging, Kitty was rendered speechless for a few minutes as the scenery zipped by. She just wanted him to fuck her. She felt chastised as she gathered her sagging top and covered her breasts demurely. She closed her legs, sank down on her seat, and faced the window. “Did she get it all wrong? Didn’t he want her anymore?” she wondered. Soon, Kitty fell into a troubled nap. “Ummmm,” Kitty moaned as she felt a sweetness between her thighs.

Chapter 12 Sweet Cherry Pie Zella POV I grip the edge of Cayden’s desk as his tongue begins working its magic on my clit, slowly and softly swirling around while he gently slides a finger deep inside me. My head goes back and I suck in air as his finger begins thrusting inside me, equal parts deep and gentle. “Mmmmmm”, Cayden hums, making my clit vibrate, sending gentle shock waves through my body. “Does my sweet little Beta like that?” He asks before returning his tongue to its favorite place.

So, I got into the car with a heavy heart I really wanted to turn back. I tried to get everything done as soon as possible after I touched down, I kept in touch with My Little Kitten and her bodyguards to keep an eye on her. Especially for when she leaves for the restroom she checked in as far as she went and she had no idea how much I appreciated it, since it made the stress a lot easier as time went by even if it was just hours to me it felt like forever. I knew she went to my club again tonight with her friends and she checked in with me as soon as she parked her car in the underground parking. I heard her get out of the car as she asked someone to excuse her. But then she went silent, my

“Run Kitty! Run!” Kitty held her breath, squinting her eyes and staring into the distance behind her. The first things she saw were its eyes, and they were glowing red. She didn't wait for the man or thing to emerge fully from behind the bushes. She took off running deep into the forest. She didn't know where she was exactly. All she knew was that she was lost, and the forest was dark and cold. Whatever was chasing her was gaining speed, and her intuition told her they were dangerous. With a newfound strength, Kitty ran faster than she had ever run in her life. The trees zoomed past her eyes in flashes.

Kitty fell on the ground in the busy highway, a road she never crossed alone even if the traffic light was green and people cross by. She still wouldn't without being accompanied by someone else holding her hands tightly. But there she was, on the ground of the busy highway, the traffic light still red, no cars stopped at her silliness only the one which she was thwarting its way. Other cars behind the BMW took turns and joined the other lane, cursing at the crazy woman on her wedding dress probably trying to commit suicide they thought.