Kitty Kats Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, she presses the play button and tilts the screen so that we can all watch together. The video begins, and we are instantly greeted with a playful scene. Kittens and cats of various colors scamper around a charming townhouse, darting under a Victorian loveseat and leaping onto a rocking chair. The camera zooms in on a graceful gray cat prancing around the fireplace. Sergio's voice resonates from the phone's speaker, filling the room. "Licorice, now do the cat walk. Do the cat walk!" he exclaims with enthusiasm, accompanied by pulsating techno music in the background.

The logo was a white cat– small though, albeit a kitten sitting down with a cup of coffee that had steam coming out of it in front of it. Oh! A kitten. Hence the name, Kitty's Cafe. That's dope. "Kitty's Cafe? Then why is it so far?" "Anything with Kittens involved is forgiven." Ashley replied with a smile and I chuckled at her before we walked into to cozy cafe.

I was too busy typing back an email to my business associates that i didn't notice she came back and closed my laptop. " Alexandria, I'm busy typing a message. " I complained, but she didn't listen to me, she sat next to me and took the laptop away. I tried to reach it, but she stood up from the bed and held it higher like she could. My little kitten looks so cute, doesn’t she know I’m taller than her? An idea flashes in my head. So my kitten wants to play with me, huh?

“So, I prepared something special to welcome my little kitten.” Amber was literally bubbling with excitement. “What! What!” He held her hand and began walking out the door. “I got your room ready,” he said and opened the door to a room that was right opposite his. Amber's eyes widened in awe as she stepped into the room. Everything was just as she would have chosen herself. Soft, rich purple walls, floor-to-ceiling bookshelves filled with her favorite novels, and posters of BTS, her favorite K-pop group, covered the walls.

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.

She nudged him slightly with her muzzle, as if demanding he turn and face her and pet her. Dantares then felt something bump him from behind. He glanced back, assuming that the prince had tried to kick him in the butt. Instead, he found an enormous cat. “Wha—” he yelped as he jumped back from it. Hayward took a fast step, catching up to Sasha and giving her a hearty scratch on the head. “Oh yeah, Elissa has a big Sabercat for a pet. Isn’t she handsome?” From the closet, Elissa erupted into laughter. Look at you, mr. calm. Like she wasn’t a huge shock to your system.

It didn't take less than five seconds and I was healed magically. Nagisa's jaws dropped. " Just what are you?!" I put the bomb away and buried my hands deep in my pockets. " I'M A CAT WITH NINE LIVES!"

[Apocalypse countdown: 24 hours. Pets will transform into guardians to protect their owners. Each person may keep up to three.] The moment I heard the system notification, the world went insane. Pampered little pets were being dumped onto the streets in droves, while ferocious dogs—usually avoided at all costs—were snatched up like gold. My boyfriend, Dominic Caldwell, got the news and rushed straight to my apartment. He bundled up my three sleeping cats in one go and flung open the window, ready to toss them out.

Just as I’m about to drift off, my phone chimes again. This time, it’s a text. From Kitten Tamer. “Hello, kitten. I have a gift for you.”

“I really should be telling Aubrey this. Aubrey needs to know.” “I’m right here, Dad,” my sleepy headed Little Kitten says as she steps out of my bedroom wearing the shirt I had on last night over her skimpy dress. It covers far more of her slender body than the dress. Jack looks at me with his brow raised and says, “haven’t mated yet? HA!” “Nothing happened, Dad! Adonis massaged my feet and I massaged the tension out of his back, then fell asleep telling him how handsome he is and what a great guy he is,” Aubrey says.