Kitty Neko Novels & Stories

"I'm trying here. And I worked really hard to try to get this all set up for you." "That was your punishment for not telling me what was going on." Trisha turned her back on him and focused on her own conversation. "Oh, Claw, I like that." "Claw?" Kanda frowned. "My kitten, I asked a friend for a name suggestion. She's the best with cats, and no, I'm not introducing someone like you to her." "Someone like me? What'd I do?" "You might as well be an alien. You come from a different world entirely, Kanda." She replied with a shake of her head.

The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly. And for some goddamn reason, Kane liked hearing her talk. Which was new. He pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in his fitted white t-shirt. He heard her inhale sharply, her green eyes flickering to his exposed arms, where ink covered his skin. The dim lighting in the car made her red hair shine. He smirked as he started the car. "So, uhmm..." she cleared her throat, shifting in her seat. "How old are you?" Kane kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-nine. You?"

Spader growls. “Look at me, Kitten,” I say to her. She looks into my eyes, a look of resignation on her face as he peels off her torn dress. She's left in her underwear. “You see, if I bite you, and it doesn't kill you, you'll need all these clothes off. See what I'm doing for you?”

JENNI “Noodle, get out of the noodles.” And this is where she got her name. When I rescued her from the local animal shelter, I had a bowl of noodles I was about to eat, and she buried her tiny head in it and started chowing down. This crazy cat will eat noodles right out of my hand and loves to bat at them. She’s like a little orange mini tiger too, always attacking things. She likes to perch up high and look over the house like it’s her personal kingdom, so I got her a massive kitty playground. It may or may not be taking up half my family room in the basement. That entire space is dedicated to Noodle. I figure if I can’t fill my house with children, I can at least give Noodle the best lif

I murmured. She let out a soft gasp. "Why do you call me that?" "Kitten? Because you're my little plaything, Ruby." I leaned forward again and nudged her earlobe with my nose before biting It gently. Ruby shuddered. "Now, don't touch me until I tell you to." I ordered, and she stayed very still. She wasn't a very short woman—of average height, actually—but with my own impressive height, she seemed dwarfish. Just the way I liked it.

Then, seeing the tortured look on Yssy’s face, adds: “Which it won’t.” Kate opens their door as slowly and quietly as she can and then sticks out her head. She looks left and right to make sure the hallways are empty. Kate dips the hood of her hoodie low and gets into her go-to ninja fantasy: Ichi, the kunoichi-class character on Dungeon Raydens. Then, she looks back at Yssy who, like an unconvinced "genin", gives an uncertain thumbs-up. Kate gets on her way with a noiseless on-balls-of-feet ninja run – or at least that’s how she imagines she sounds.

“Who else?” She blushes then, looking down at the shadows in her lap, and his heart breaks clear in half. “All right,” she says slowly, after a minute, reaching out a finger to tap one kitten on the nose. “This one is Tempest, Storm of Dawn,” she murmurs, making Jesse’s face break into a wide grin. “And this one,” she says, moving her finger over to the next kitten, who sits up straight and looks eagerly up into her eyes, “is Mittens!”

After a few minutes, she stirred and Ceaser quickly ran to her, he ran his hand through her hair and gradually began to stroke it. "My kitten," he smiled, running a hand across her cheeks. "How do you feel?" Aria slowly raised her face towards him, crying. Her eyes had changed colour, and were now deep red. Evil, malevolence, anger and vengeance was all I could see inside those eyes. Caesar continued. "Are you ready to pay them back for what they did to you?" He asked her, and just as I had expected, she nodded, hypnotised. "Very well, my little kitten." He continued to stroke her hair and then kissed her forehead before he handed her the knife. Then he instructed her.

I turned to Adrian immediately we were alone again, “Kitty, hmm?” He laughed softly, “that’s what Avery picked up calling me since she started watching Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. She said since I share the same name with Adrian that I should be Cat Noir too. Another reason she gave was that since I was calling her little mouse, that she only had to call me Kitty.” “I like her, she is a smart girl. I guess I should learn from her, when you call me Pigeon, I will call you Kitty.”

My kitten’s shoulders tense at the names she recalls, the now-dead enemies of Queen Lamia. “Who is Senko?” I ask, not knowing that name, or what it means to Tawny. Althea sighs rubbing her wrinkled forehead. “Senko is your father King Crimson,” The use of the title, threw me off, but I don’t hate it. “First, Lyoki is a term used for a werecat hybrid that carries wolf blood. Touched by magic is what they call it. As you are well aware, most hybrids are either one or the other or nothing – human. 'Lyoki’ carries the trait of both. Something that is only passed down through genetics. Your mother was part Lyoki, like me. We have wolf blood in us.