Mii Cat Novels & Stories

Elle laid back on the bed. "Not happening," Mia said climbing on the bed with her cat. she dragged Elle's legs while her cat licked her face. Elle hastily stood up when the cat licked her face "Fine! let's go" Mia let out a yes while the cat was running around the bed in excitement. Elle and Mia went to the mall before coming back after five hours of Mia picking what she called the perfect dress and accessories. Returning to the office Mia said they were also going to the spa tomorrow.

Millie smiled sheepishly as she pointed to the little menace rubbing against her. “You named that cat after me?” he blinked in disbelief, as the cat growled again, almost as if to say he wasn’t happy about it either. “Uh… I'm sorry?” Millie blushed a little, but the smile remained on her face “I didn't mean to offend you or anything. It's just… He really reminds me of you.” She laughed, holding the cat up in front of him as if to prove her point, though that only put the cat in the perfect position to growl right in his face again “I didn't expect him to react like that. He usually just hides or ignores strangers. Well, strangers and everyone he doesn't want to interact with, which means mos

She just discovered something that will change the power trajectory of the Nyx pack. "We are certainly impressed with what you have just shown us." The oldest council member stated. "Indeed we are. Truly, Alpha Aaron , you made the right choice to side with this little, what's your name again?" Another asked. "Mia." Mia replied. "Well Mia, for as long as you're able to keep coming up with this idea of yours, your stay won't be very bad here at the Nyx pack." Miram's father remarked. Mia could tell that they were related because of their striking resemblance. He had a soft smile on his face but Mia wasn't so convinced that he was truly happy with her progress.

He says, stuffing his mouth with chips. I glare at him. “Do you want to hear this or not?” He motions at me to continue with a chip between his fingers. I ponder upon my next words before letting out a sigh internally. Ray knows nothing about my meeting with him. It's safe. So, I continue, “Anyway, so my cousin has this… nerd he saved. A really annoying nerd, all glasses and smug ass attitude, you know the type?” I say, adding some other irrelevant details so he won't connect the dots.

Mia's grin was wide, her small arms wrapped firmly around Cath's neck. "I'm not abandoning you," Cath murmured to the photograph. "I'll track down away. No doubt about it." A thump at the entryway surprised her, and she froze. "Cath?" a recognizable voice called delicately. She delayed, then, at that point, opened the entryway for a break. Mia remained there, grasping her stuffed hare once more, her enormous earthy-colored eyes wide with stress. "What's up, darling?" Cath asked, her voice relaxing.

Mia The cat sat on the window sill and mewed, his black eyes shining as it stared at me. I shivered, holding on to myself with my arms as the cold dealt with me. I was cold and yet it felt like I was hot. It was hot. It was strange and I couldn't deal with it. I cursed at myself, wondering why I had chosen to wear the gown I had on. I had on one of the strapless gowns that the triplets had bought for me that I couldn't have rejected because they had given me in the presence of my mum.

She says before walking off. I follow her quickly not wanting to be left behind. I see this massive hairy black cat when we round the corner. Mia stops in front of it. “Master is out, go back to sleep you brut.” She says walking past it. It growls at her before it spots me. The cat walks up to me and leans into me. I crouch down and pet him. Stroking under its head. “Hello there pretty little kitty. What’s your name?” I ask. I had a little kitten when I was a child, but my father found her and sold her to the neighbors.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

I reassure the young girl. Yes, Ria, everything will be alright; I want to hear those words as well. I prepare the IV for Jupiter, the cat. She's a female feline with gray fur and golden eyes. Persian cats are medium size cats. "Is it going to hurt mommy? Is he going to be alright?"

Anne picks up her pace and doesn't turn around, while I can't help but feel like I'm forgetting something. Quickly the agile feline joins us, running with its little short legs. It has grown a little, but its still just a small cat. The best advantage of bringing Mochi is that it will alert us if there's prey or danger nearby, it could mean the difference between life and death. With its pointed ears and its animal sense of smell, we'll hardly be caught off guard.