Kitty Chica Novels & Stories

I smiled coyly. “Great.” he said “You wont regret it kitten. I will pick you up around nine.” I called Santana as soon as I left work and told her I needed to come by. Santana is what she calls a fashionista. Her closet is bigger than my bedroom and she loves to give me makeovers. I desperately needed her help if I was going to impress Kassius tonight.

She said. "That's right. I'm not an expert in that but.... I do have a good memory. I didn't become a CA just because of my pretty face." I snapped. "Tsk. Yeah right." I smiled. "Maybe you should try something else next time. Something more productive. You see... I just love challenges and more than that I love to break the attitude and pride of such people like you." "Don't you now. Alright then.... I challenge you that I'll turn your life into a living hell till you're forced to run away from here crying to your mommy." She said in that annoying diva attitude.

"Longest time, Kitten" To be continued...!

ahhhh water plzzz - I screamed jumping on my place and her eyes widened. "ohh god - she said and quickly gave me bottle of water, I drank it whole. "ohh I am really sorry I didn't know you can't eat this spicy only - she said. "izzah how can you eat this that's damn spicy - I said. "it's not at all spicy for me, I can eat more spice - she said proudly. This girl. Did she has superpower of eating this much spicy. She ate pani puri and now papdi chat came and she was licking her lips.

He said. That day he also gave me a new name. Khada Raiko. The next year, He sent me to what he calls the Institute of War. It was a restaurant at first but, as we got in, He presented a small square gold shape token with (IW-HO R 7th) engraving in it, to the cashier. We entered a secret elevator, while in the elevator he picks up another token from his pocket and put it in one of the missing elevator's buttons. He presses it and a new series of underground floors added to the elevator's buttons, descending 25 floors underground. We stopped at the 2nd underground floor. As the elevator opened, People wearing tuxedos and leather jacket accompany themselves in a mini bar on the left, on the ri

Nickolai mutters, pouring himself a glass of orange juice. “You guys heading out to the estate?” he asks as he downs the glass in one second flat. Kai nods, pulling eggs, bacon and other things from the fridge. “Yes, I want to introduce Caterina to the rest of the pack before the next full moon.” He says, not even looking at Nikolai, who nods at his big brother’s answer. Then he suddenly turns to me. “By the way, Lapochka, I notice that you have some hectic muscle on your legs and upper thighs-”

Yulia Kammal. “Are you trying to become a tortoise right now, Mrs. Yulia? Not a fish living in a small pond of yours anymore?” quipped Miss Kitty laughing crisply. “I’m trying to accept and believe in what you’ve told me all these times, Miss Kitty...” It sounded like Mrs. Yulia Kammal had been strengthening herself.

There was an awkward silence between them as they both looked so tired. “So... How was the party?”, Zhackary began speaking. Keisha replied, holding a plastic bag containing the cheese sauce, camembert and a lot of corn dogs, “I find it quite well. I got the thing I've asked for, about the games anyway.” “Tell me… were you really intimidated by Nix?”, he asked her. Keisha grunted in frustration, “Come on. I already told you I wasn’t. Are you really into knowing what I think about him? Well then, Rhianna was right, I find him quite charming. So what?”

Because she let other people convince her that big and black was ugly. She went back to school dressed in her most fly suede mini skirt and matching boots with her short hair styled like Anita Baker's. She grabbed the thug-boy between classes, pulling him behind a set of lockers and gave him a kiss; her very first. Afterwards, when she walked down the halls in her tight jeans and baby doll tops, rocking her UGZ and she got stares, Juicy no longer cared. Some maybe thought that she was too fat, some thought that she looked good, but it didn't matter. Juicy already understood everything at the age of sixteen; people will make you want to die. People will make you hate yourself; and you ca

Fuck it. Me: Do you have a preview for me? Kitten: will you be home tomorrow? Me: yes, by dinner time. Everything is settled here. Kitten: good boy She sent a picture with her response and fuck it was perfect. My two girls on perfect display. It was an image from her neck to just above her stomach, but I could tell she had on lingerie. Black thick straps wrapped around each breast holding those heavy girls high on her chest. Me: fuck baby. I could come from just staring at my two favorite girls.