Little Cat Novels & Stories

A freaking cute cat, but still a cat. Suddenly, the water reflecting his cat image rippled, at first it was just a tiny ripple, but then it was seconded. Until Caden finally felt that the ground below his feet is vibrating. Earthquake? How unlucky! Caden's small agile body detected a sound of danger, he dodge sideways, and a sharp stalactite fell from his original position crashing into tiny debris as it hit the ground--- that should have been enough to kill his new cat life if he hadn't dodge on time--- imagining that sharp stalactite crushing his body, his frightened voice reverberated around the cavern. But in actuality, the sound he produced can only be said like a tiny mewl of a kitten-

The way it meows seems to be saying ‘My, my’. I looked behind. A pair of orange coloured cat eyes reflected the moonlight— which it surprised me. What surprised me is— the cat is normal sized, and it is alone. Compared to the big Cithaeron lions and the enormous Fenrir wolves, this cat`s size is normal to any household pet. It is a black cat. It speaks. Then, this must be the misfortune cat.

At first glance, he looked like an extraordinary spiritual beast. "This is my pet, called 'Lucky'. It's a purebred leopard cat. Although it looks scary, it's very docile and has a very high IQ." The beautiful leopard cat immediately attracted the attention of a group of people, and they came over to look at it. It was indeed a beautiful cat!

From my arms, he looked at the basket. “A kitty?” He said, snuffling. I opened the lid of the basket, and there was an infant kitten. Its eyes hadn’t opened. It meant it was under seven days. “It’s a kitten!” Yule shouted in excitement. Celeste came closer to have a look, too. “It is white as snow and so cute.” She cleared her throat and managed her voice that had become less stiff. “I mean, it is beautiful…” Then she looked up at me, “… just like you.”

She opens her eyes just to be met by the smallest, fluffiest kitten she has ever seen. Althea sits down, immediately cooing at the calico cat sitting on the bed. The feline is so small he fits perfectly in her hands, meowing when she picks him up to bring the soft animal close to her face. “Who are you, pretty?” Althea asks to the cat, obviously not expecting an answer which is why she startles when Diaz responds, coming out of the bathroom. “You said you wanted a cat,” says the older nonchalantly.

Knowing my glare of ‘don’t you fucking dare’ which seems to cool his jets, and he switches to a charming smile instead to cover his misdemeanour. The miaow calls to me again and I’m so drawn I completely forget all else. I lean in to peer at the delicate little bundle of ginger stripes and fluffy white tummy and really take stock that it's not some rabid gargoyle at all. It’s a kitten. A little blue-eyed poofy bundle, crying desperately to be picked up. Cooing and calling me to adore its precious little fluffiness.

I tried to shove him away as he was too far close for my comfort zone but he didn't even flinch. But what did I expect, he stood like a wall. "And what made you think I'll give in to you?" I ask, mostly in a whisper. He let's out a smirk and moves away. Finally. "Now I see you have a dirty mind as well, cute and sexy" he says and laughs. Huh! What does he mean?. "But that's not what I meant my little kitten" he adds. And how dare he call me little kitten. "I want you to babysit my child" he utters. His what now?.

"Open it." The box moved again and I frowned, baffled about this; but went to sit too back on the rolling chair, curiosity beaming in my chest by now. I gave her one last glance before settling the paper box on my thigh and gingerly slid the lid up... only to have my heart melting. "What..." on the side of the box there was the smallest kitten ever. Fluffy and white, looking up at me carefully with it's ears bent backwards and let out the cutest snarl. "Oh my God." carefully not to startle it I lowered one hand close to it.

I exclaim, reaching inside and carefully lifting him out. He’s so tiny, I can feel his fragile ribs beneath the softness of his fur. His little heart is pounding between my palms. He mewls even louder, pawing at the air. “There now.” I hug him to my chest and stroke his head. “You’re safe.” The kitten settles with a purr that vibrates in his ribcage. He meows again, hauntingly this time, and instinctively I know the little creature is hungry. He’s too small for solid food. He needs milk.

The kitten suddenly stood up and swatted the puppy, who promptly settled down, drawing laughter from everyone. "Your kitten is quite the boss!" Theodore remarked to Lucy, then continued playing with Lila. Lila stared at the unfamiliar face, her eyes filled with confusion. She looked back at Lucy and Maria. Finding everything strange, she suddenly began to cry loudly. Panicking, Theodore quickly handed the child back to Lucy, finding it much easier to hold the obedient golden retriever instead. The puppy enjoyed being in his arms, happily sticking out its pink tongue. Seeing the child cry, the kitten also got up. It cautiously approached Lucy and rubbed its face against Lila's, calming her do