Little Cat Novels & Stories

The little bugger was thirsty and took to the cream with gusto. The little mischief-maker was even kind enough to start flexing his tiny claws. Barring audio and visual input, Rhada's imagination took over. She had no clue what was causing the pleasure/pain. Cream spilled over her chest and the other two kittens joined the buffet. I changed up the cream with the peanut butter.

She forced a nonchalant smile, lightly shaking her head before refocusing her attention back on the screen, her body language and that palpable change within her however not going unnoticed by Emerick. “Kitty!” The adorably childish voice of a small toddler suddenly filled the room as another video rolled in on the screen, taking them all by surprise as they found themselves intently staring at the large pane of glass. They watched as the small human in the video grabbed a grey-coloured kitten with her short and chubby hands from a chair nearby, holding her upside down whilst the feline’s furry tail swished over the little girl’s face, making her let out a sweet and equally adorable giggle.

Now, everything felt so fragile, so uncertain. Once they were in the car, he drove slowly towards the park, keeping the conversation light to distract the girl. "What’s your name?" "Lucy," she replied, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "Lucy, huh? That’s a pretty name. You know, I have a niece around your age. Her name’s Sophie." Lucy’s eyes brightened a little. "Really? Does she like ice cream?" Angelo chuckled. "She loves it. What about you?"

Elina was annoyed that Jessica always disappeared suddenly. “Sophia, do you mind?” “No, alright I'll do it.” Sophia said. "The food is in the cage. You take it easy, Choco is a good dog." Elina laughed, then excused herself. *** Sophia clutched her skirt as she stared at a doghouse 10 meters in front of her. Not far from the kennel, a Chow-chow type dog was sleeping with its tongue hanging out. Choco is no ordinary dog, he has a large body, his fur is thick and long, the thick fur on his head makes Choco look like a lion. It is certain that the money spent by the owner to buy and care for this dog is not small.

I quickly typed back. Me: [1,000?] Lily: [Yeah. Our little cats are princes and princesses. Can you imagine them rolling up in a Maybach? The other cats would be so jealous.] I stared at the screen, still unable to process what I was reading. Even I, the cat's owner, had never ridden in a Maybach. And she wanted me to drop 1,000 just to send a cat home in one? When I didn't respond, Lily immediately sent a voice message.

“Oh my… kitty. Why are you alone, hm?” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. The baby kitten stared at her with shiny, round eyes. It was so tiny, only a few days old. Rosa’s lips curved into a smile immediately. Without hesitation, she scooped it up gently and held it against her chest. “Meow~ meow~ miu!” She stroked its fur with delicate fingers. It was a small, white ball of fluff. “Where’s your mumma? Did you get lost, kitty?” she murmured and the little cat tried to climb up toward her neck. Smiling, Rosa lifted it higher, cupping its arm carefully in her palms.

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!"

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.

While Vincent was busy learning about business and caring for his education, the young girl would often sneak into his house and climbed through his window, since his room was on the first floor. The young girl was always dressed in white dresses with lace and she always had this white tiger doll she used to carry around even after she became a teenager as if it was her most precious possession. At first when they started getting close, he did not really pay too much attention to her because although she was incredibly beautiful even at such a young age, he found her personality to be a bit unbearable.

That little cat was entirely snow white, with amber-colored eyes; its precious breed was immediately apparent. Emma suspected it belonged to a noble. She was about to instruct someone to let the cat go when a young palace maid entered. “Oh my, Pam, I finally found you! You’ve had me searching everywhere!” She hugged the little cat, and upon seeing Emma and the others, she put on a cheerful face and said, “Duchess, this is Luna Daisy’s cat. She’s been looking for it everywhere, and it turns out it’s here with you.”