My One And Only Cat Novels & Stories

That way, it would be easier when it was time to give her up. The small feline glared back at me and climbed onto my lap more determinedly, giving a loud, demanding meow. I bared my teeth at the angry-looking cat. “I’m not gonna pet you. For all I know, you could be a fellow criminal like your owner. Hell, you could be the mastermind.” When a low snicker reached my ears, I looked up to find Mom trying to hold in a laugh. “What?” I demanded. “It could be true.”

While he married someone else. Not today. Not ever. Sienna glanced from me to the woman, then back to me again. I braced for the whining. But instead, she just nodded, looked up at the woman, and said sweetly, “I can’t, Grandma. Mommy says I can only walk down the aisle... if it’s with our cat, Sushi.” The woman blinked. “Sushi?” Sienna nodded with all seriousness. “He’s a boy cat. Way better than any boy. Never leaves me. Not even when I poop.”

“You don’t even know him.” I frown. “You say it like you disapprove.” “How can you fall in love without knowing the first thing about him?” I stiffen. “I know plenty of things.” “Yeah? Like what?” “He’s kind.” He snort-laughs. “Is he?” “Yes,” I say, my tone defensive. “He made my mom let me keep the cat.” “How did he manage that anyway? Wait. How did he know you wanted a cat?” “He didn’t. I found the cat in a trashcan and took it home. When my mom saw it, she wanted to take it to the Animals Unlimited, but Adonis happened to be there, and he told her he gave me the cat for my birthday.”

"Enough. He's the captain. Just let it go and head home—I'll see you after I check in." He patted her arm, but Mandy wasn't about to let go. "Why don't you come over? I made cream soup to thank you for saving Momo." Momo, her fluffy Ragdoll cat. Wade hesitated, then nodded and tried calling me. But my phone was dead. Completely out. Annoyance flickered across his face. "Fine, playing games again. If you're not going to answer, then don't ever pick up," he muttered.

Miss Elfonso rarely comes to the house and tonight she was partying, so I was left with Nona, the elder son and the chauffeur who doesn't come out of his room, alone in this house. Nona wanted to make the elder son's favorite cake since he did not want to have dinner, so I was helping her in the kitchen. "What's that good smell beautiful" the elder son came behind Nona holding her and kissing her cheek. "Ohh... Christian...hhh. I made your chocolate cake I know how much you like it" Nona seemed very she was glowing, it's like if she's talking to her son, not the employer's son. " Well, you're the only one who knows me in this house" Christian was smiling bit his tone was rather sad.

we literally have the same hobby and better she isn't bossing me around or giving me any advise like some people would do every five seconds #fakemomanddad. mtcheeeew. after the introduction and everything one by one we all click geez where have they been all my life oh good JESUS. and two of them have accent. like pleasing to the ears. all of them have just one vice all three of them have is that none is as handsome as Remi, just little more builded but- " so you single? huh? " Cody asked " yeah " I replied " and searching? " Derek ask this time " definitely "

I sighed and shook my head in response. “Wanna talk about it? Instead of chugging down alcohol?” I smiled and looked up at the cute bartender friend. “I saw someone I vowed never to have anything to do with again.” He nodded with understanding. “My abuela usually tells me that it’s a small world you know.” Ken was afro-latina. He has the longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen on a guy and a face that one could mistake for a woman. Ken was a pretty boy. “Ex boyfriend ?”

I muttered firmly. Half lie. Half truth. I had to be home before Callahan could walk into the living room, give the cat to my children, and stop Isabella from loving my boss to the moon and back. Although Cotton was a cute Balinese kitten, and like my children, I also fell in love with the tiny feline, I still had to consider Cooper’s health.

The building wasn’t fancy by any means, but it was secure and inconspicuous. Opening my door, Alfredo, my cream colored cat sat patiently waiting for our daily ritual. I picked him up and held him like a baby. He purred instantly, alleviating some of the tension I held. I kissed his head and put him on my couch to then drape a blanket over him and the top of the sofa to make a little fort. It was his favorite and something we always did when I came home. Some might think I have some screws loose, I just call it being a great cat mom.

His cat had been the only closed one who had seen him that much of vulnerable. Alfie snuggled into his arms more and meow-ed again. Whenever she did it, she had better plans to calm him down. It was a hideous thing to the whole world around him that his cat possessed telecommunication powers and could talk like humans in her mind. Even when she meow-ed, it would mean something. Only Dankein was able to decipher her words. When the cat snuggled closer, she said, “Don’t worry, master. Everything will be alright. And, regarding this matter, only one person can help you…”