Kitty Wilde Glee Novels & Stories

“Can Miss Wiggles give us a ride?!” Serenya blinked, confused. “Miss… who?” “You know!” he grinned and pointed. “Your horse! Miss Wiggles!” Solana stirred inside her, amused warmth brushing Serenya’s mind. “Oh no,” Cheyenne said with a laugh from her seat. “Tell me he did not just name your ancient spirit guardian Miss Wiggles.” “She finds it endearing,” Serenya replied, face red from trying not to laugh. “You’re going to have to tell her that name is canon now. No takesies backsies.”

Kylie, Kate's wolf shouted in anger, as she can tell Kate is thinking about something so stupid. "I am not stupid, and I am not trying to hurt Elena, I am just... just trying to think of a way to make Elena have her life, while I get the life that I wanted" Kate whispers, thinking about something, and walks towards her room, and searches for something, and then finds a small box, her life curled into a smile, as she opened that up and looks at it with a smile. Kylie was shocked and didn't know how to reply.

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.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

She whispers too, with a beautiful smile on her face. "Your scars, your story." "So, I can tell people I got this scar from saving a dog?" Kitty gasped. "Wow, a superhero already." Wilder gasped too. "That's lying and lying is bad." I scolded, smacking Wilder on his arm. "You are such a killjoy." Wilder rolled his eyes. "She is a killjoy," Wilder whispered as I can hear still him. Kitty nodded as she lets out her beautiful small laughs.

Eric POV. I woke to something on my chest, this wasn't Evan it was too light to be him, I opened why eye and saw some silver ears, big blue eyes looking at me, and a naughty girl look on my kitten face. Once she saw I'm awake, she moved to attack mode, she attacked my neck, but her bites only made me laugh, her teeth aren't sharp enough to leave any mark, he attacks were more sweet than scary.

She smiled sweetly at Kitty and offered her right hand, all the while not letting go of Leo’s hand and instead made sure that Kitty would see it. “Violet,” she said. “Violet Willows. It’s nice to meet you, Miss Cat.” “The name,” Kitty replied through gritted teeth. “Is Kitty Anderson. You better remember my name because you haven’t seen the last of me.” She stormed off, her assistant bowing apologetically to them before trailing behind her. The three, however, didn’t have time to celebrate their victory as they suddenly heard someone clapping behind them. They turned around to see an old man in a suit applauding happily.

“W-What? H-How …” Stumbling over my words, I couldn’t get a chance to complete my query. The Bastard Prince’s high-pitched squeal interrupted me. “How dare you, Shyla? Have you lost your mind? How can you order a vampire to bite me? We love each other!” “Oh, really?” Ignoring the list of that bastard’s queries, Kitten responded to him with a query of her own. “Do you think lovers should lie with each other, such as acting innocently after murdering her dad?”

“Gabriel and I are quite close. And yes, I do know who his mate is. I think that’s the reason he hasn’t told you about her yet.” “But why wouldn’t he?!” Kate shrugged. “Well… I hate to be the one to break it to you but she’s not a werewolf.” There was a dreaded silence on the table. Kate’s own father didn’t know. Reginald froze. “She’s not even human.” “What is she then?” Her father asked curiously. “She’s Naphil.” “A nephilim?!” Reginald repeated as all the color drained from his face. Kate nodded. “Yes. That was why he hid her from you.”

“Try it and I’ll—don’t make me burn you. Because I can.” Glee circled nervously, witnessing her granddaughter’s state. “Katie, don’t touch that. Let go of it please. Do you hear? Katie-Smatie?” “Oh, I’ll do it,” Katie went on, her small frame taut, her voice no longer quite her own. “Orchestrator. Fallen messiah. Del’ardo.” Her glare smoldered. “I’ll do it. You’ll burn . . . mongrel . . . ”