Kleptocats Book Novels & Stories

I was just getting ready for a nap when Lenny's message came through. "Seven thousand dollars—what a lucky number. It's the Christmas season, so of course we can't shortchange our furbabies. This is my bonus. Our cat is a little princess, and she deserves only the best." I didn't read the rest of his messages, because the moment I saw seven thousand dollars, I was so shocked that all my sleepiness vanished. I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?"

She asked. “The book of The Council.” Her eyes widened. “There’s only one copy of that book, and it’s locked away in Kvenland village. How did you—” “I snuck into my adoptive parent’s secret chamber and stole it,” I said sheepishly. “Oh, honey,” she said and held my hand. “That book was written by none other than the Council. Of course, only their good deeds would be showcased in that book. But, as far as I know, they colonized all of the villages that they helped.”

Nodding to myself a promise to reply to his text once I'm done with this shit; I lock the phone and slide it back inside my pocket to look up. And there he is, the asshole himself sitting on the bed, reading a goddamn book like some intellectual piece of shit and eating grapes. "You look kinda gay," I groan. The guy actually has the nerve to grin. "That's because I am." Before I can add some smart reply, an angry snarl behind me startles the poor guy. "Welp, I've been busted," I mutter and turn around to face a very angry-looking kitty cat. Before she gets a chance to scream at me, I raise my hands and grin. "For your information, I stole him away from your daddy dick only because I wanted h

In Leah’s room he puts it on her face and fold her hand over it. And then a very peculiar thing happens. Gato, Sergio’s African wild cat jumps on the windowsill on the outside of Leah's open window. This is how she sometimes enters the room. But now there is a funny rattle and then the burglar bars come completely loose and almost falls out. The poor cat storms across the room to her and Sergio's apartment. How did she break it? Until yesterday the burglar bars were sturdy in one place and tonight she almost took it with her.

Now, I was highly respected throughout the industry, and the projects under my leadership were directly shaping the trajectory of technological trends. Declan had long since stepped back from day-to-day operations, confidently handing Skysoar Tech's future to me. That night, inside the penthouse apartment overlooking the city skyline, a white, chubby tabby cat curled itself atop the highest platform of a custom-built cat tree. Hanging from its neck was a delicate silver tag. One side was engraved with its name, Snowball. The other read "Levi Young's Home". Now and then, it would lazily glance toward my computer screen with its amber-colored eyes, let out a sleepy yawn, and drift right back i

I smile at her. “Go, open it.” She insists happily. “I thought about you when I saw it so I instantly bought it right away.” I started opening the paper bag and saw a notebook that seemed like a journey or something and a cute hand-knitted slipper inside. “That is a Mamentos Before Child Pregnancy Journal so you could write down everything you want to.” “Oh Gwyneth that’s so sweet of you. Thank you.” I said as I examined the journal before throwing myself to her. “This means so much to me. Thank you.

“Appearances can be deceiving. One should never judge a book by its cover. There's one young girl in my office who perfectly exemplifies this. At first glance, she appears petite and adorable. She can’t even open a jar. But behind that facade lies a dark and disturbing side. She’s secretly a cat abuser. Can you believe it?" Emily could not stop gossiping once she started, going on and on without end. However, Chloe had too much on her mind and could not focus. Coincidentally, someone from the office came to see her, so she had to hang up.

Crying wouldn’t assist William in rescuing her, so why waste her energy? Henry had stepped outside the barn, and relief flooded through her, if only for a moment. He’d wanted to touch her improperly, but Kat’s jealousy overrode her revenge. Kat had instructed Henry not to lay a finger on Mercedes. Without wanting it to, a tear slid down Mercedes’ cheek. Her stomach knotted and she bent over. Agony washed through her body and mind from Kat’s betrayal. What had happened to Kat to make her so evil? Kat had always been the twin who could wrap their father around her finger. She’d always received everything she asked for. Even Mercedes had given in to her sister’s spoiled antics. But Kat had alwa

Cantilever leaned into it with the composure of an animal who had expected nothing less. “Elena’s story is going to be in that book,” Adrian said, still looking at the cat. “All of it. What she built and what was taken from her and who carried it forward and how. The whole line of it.” He looked up. “Including you. Including Ethan. Including this kitchen.” I looked around the kitchen. At the good light and the table that was large enough now

When I am sure he won’t be following me, I switch off the lights in my room and lift my shirt from my back with a grin stretching across my lips. Idiot. I think in my head victoriously. Alpha King Cain Reyes thought he could actually stop me from stealing the book? He was so wrong. It was truly stupid of him. I simply tore the pages from the book when I heard him dropping inside the room. While he was busy glaring at me, I pushed them inside the back of my shirt and then I tucked the shirt inside the jeans. Simple. I never fail. Not now, At least. I grin to myself and open the pages where words appear just for me to read…