Missy Cat Novels & Stories

She helps me snap the rest of the dog crate together, then sets it up in the corner of her living room with a small litter box and food and water before placing the little kitten in it. “She loves it,” Missy gushes, watching as the spoiled little cat nestles into her bed for the night, mewling softly into her hand as she pets her goodnight. “I really outdid myself putting it together,” I boasted. “Sure you did,” she laughed softly, melting my insides with the musical sound. I love listening to her laugh. “Missy,” I said, waiting for her eyes to leave the kitten and trail up to me, “Can we, uh, talk about what happened earlier?”

It mewed again and made its way across the floor to Dillon, where it proceeded to rub itself against his leg. “There you are,” Dillon smiled as he bent down to pick up the cat. Well, it looked more like a kitten, actually. It was beautiful, a cute little fluffy Siamese kitten with light gray fur and striking blue eyes. The cat purred as Dillon affectionately stroked its head. “Cassandra, meet the Magical Ms. Mistoffelees. Or just Stoffs for short.” “She’s adorable,” I said, taking a step towards him. He passed me the kitten and it purred. “That’s quite the name,” I teased.

The other time it was an organ harvesting case, because I said I hated cats and she has a cat for a pet, Just remembering how I nearly had my organs harvested sent shivers down my spine. I wondered what I had done this time around, but when I remembered that my days in this office are actually numbered, I smiled and went straight into her office. "Miss Raven" "Good morning, ma'am." "What is so good about the morning?" Upon hearing her ask that, I knew I was in soup. Who knows what happened to her today? Maybe she dreamt about her ex-husband and decided to take it out on me. She went on and on about work ethics, laying emphasis on the need to come to work early.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Far from the noise, it felt like stepping through time—every mile quiet, unpredictable. Mountains, lakes, oceans, old ruins, crowded cities—they all stuck with me. And somewhere along the way, I met Mira Mendoza. Gentle. Strong. Like morning light. Her smile hit like a warm spring breeze, clearing out the last of the gloom in me. She was sharp. Effortless. I was all in before I knew it. I knew—she was the one I wanted for the rest of my life. *** I flew back. I missed home—and I already missed Mira.

I grabbed some foundation and placed a layer over my cheek before exiting my room. I made my way down the stairs to Kaia's room and gently knocked. I waited a moment before my sweet girl opened the door and smiled greatly when she saw me. "Hi mom" she said sweetly. She had her freshly cut hair in a small ponytail and she wore her favorite black hoodie with shorts. "Hi my sweet. Can I spend some time with you?" I asked. She nodded and walked away towards her bed for me to follow. I closed the door behind me and crawled onto her bed with her. She had a strange movie playing on her television and I couldn't think of the name of it.

One afternoon, while I was fishing, watching small ripples spread across the water, my phone started buzzing at the worst possible moment. I glanced at it and saw it was a message from Christina, asking me to pick her up at the airport. "Landing in ten minutes. Hurry." I could practically hear her high-handed tone through the screen. Speechless, I rolled my eyes. Did she think she was the queen and that I was her most loyal servant? In one swift motion, I blocked and deleted her contact. Just when I thought no one would disturb my fishing anymore, I suddenly received a message from Adrian. A voice message, no less.

I yelled. This seemed to make them retreat back to their various work. Stupid office. On getting outside, I noticed that it was raining cats and dogs. I couldn't go under that rain. Tears pricked the corner of my eyes when I finally realized that I was denied again. Maybe if I go under the rain, no one would see me cry. I thought to myself. "Today is Mishap Day. I heard it isn't a good day to get angry" Two girls who stood by my side, discussed loudly drawing my attention.

It didn't dare to make a sound, just staring at Eulalia without blinking. Misty's eyes were blue, like beautiful crystals. Its pupils were dilated and bright, reflecting Eulalia's figure. Although it couldn't speak, its gaze told Eulalia that it had waited for her for a long time and hoped she would pet it. Eulalia reached out with a trembling hand and gently stroked Misty's head. Misty instinctively wanted to rub its head against her hand but froze, remembering that its ear had been burned. Eulalia's heart ached. Misty was the most spirited cat she had ever seen. She bent down and carefully picked it up, placing a kiss on top of its head.

In fact, the only person he knew who worked in this company and had better qualifications than these was called Nicholas Smith by name. ''Nerd.'' he muttered amidst a chuckle. Aged twenty-two years, Little Miss Kate had lost both parents in an accident when she was ten. She still had a legal guardian though. That must have been how she was able to go to a college as good as 'Harvard' He concluded. A new message popped up on his screen. The profile photo on the email had the silhouette of a round table cast against a chromatic blue background. Nicholas frowned. He clicked on the message.