Kitty Carrera Novels & Stories

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.

yet they made it worked. " You met all of them, who do you get along with the most?" I didn't even have to think about it, I just knew. " Allison" She started laughing and it was the most beautiful sound. "Ally Cat? Yeah, I have to admit she is easy to get along with. She hates conflict." And that was the truth, Allison is a creative little thing a couple of inches taller than Catalya. She has long pitch black hair with bright blue eyes, she is a fashion designer and her designs are incredible. Her pale skin is a complete opposite from her black hair, which gave her a more gothic look sometimes depending on her makeup. She has an hourglass figure with curves on all the right places, Collin

It had been a week since Kitty said goodbye to her friends as they went off on their summer adventures. Cassie traveled back to Jamaica to spend time with her family in the town of Ocho Rios, while Cherry went to her vacation house in Brazil with her family. Kitty was in the department store pushing her trolley when it collided with another. “Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there,” she apologized immediately. “It's OK. I wasn't looking where I was going, either.”

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.

And you are a whore," he says, deeply hurting her. But this is the drop that filled the glass. Cath has never felt so insignificant and unimportant, and looking him in the eye she says, "You don't give me a choice" and she lowers her head, letting her tears fall and panicking at Kenneth who realizes what's next. "I Catherine Carter, alpha wolf and daughter of alpha Steve Carter of the Rocky Mountain Pack, reject you alpha Kenneth Kyle, prince of werewolves" and falls to her knees under the weight of her decision.

Rosemary shouted. As Chantelle ran out, tears kept coming, no matter how hard Chantelle tried to hold them back. She felt so overwhelmed and alone. How could she possibly get everything done in time? And even if she did, what then? She would still be stuck here, under the thumb of her cruel and controlling relatives. The thought made her feel trapped, like a bird in a cage. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. But it was no use. The tears kept coming, and she felt her shoulders shaking with sobs.

It wasn't because the room was dirty, but because my mind was playing tricks on me. I just wanted to go home and cry myself to sleep.I dropped the key to the room after changing, then stopped a cab when it occurred to me that my phone wasn't with me. I rushed towards the room I had finished cleaning. It was the only place I could think of. Grabbing the key off the counter, I rushed up the stairs as I couldn't wait for the elevator. Stepping into the room, a musky cilantro scent filled the room. It was heavenly and I could almost taste it. I looked around for my phone when I noticed a dark suit, the tag had an exotic name on it. KADE ASH.