Noir Kitty Novels & Stories

“Kitty? An assassin? Come on. She’s wolfless. A first-year. She can barely hold a sparring stance without tripping over her own feet.” I stopped pacing, dragging a hand through my hair, my fingers catching in the knots. “I want to believe you, Kiyan. You have no idea how badly I want to. But you didn’t see her neck. Those bruises—my handprint, from last night when I pinned the attacker to the wall. That’s more than a coincidence.” Kiyan groaned. “For the love of the gods, Aklan—Kitty can barely lift her backpack without wheezing. Do I need to remind you she is wolfless? She jumps at her own reflection.”

Kittenxo: you don’t even know me. I smile at her text, imagining her little pout on her lip. Must be cute. Me: will you accept or not? Kittenxo: not like I have a choice. Me: good kitten. Me: Call me. Kittenxo is calling you via private room. The prompt appears: Would you like to give camera access? No. Would you like to give microphone access? No. I haven’t particularly thought this through, but I don’t care a bit. When I request this room, I just want to watch her, make her squirm until she forgets her own fucking name.

For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to. "In a minute...sir" I walked to katty, the girl at the counter. "Two pot pies and one smoothie"I told her,she looked at me with disgust. She is always like that, she never liked me, she hates when attention is given to another person rather than her. She brought the order, which I collected and was about to go when she said "Quit flirting with customers". I just walked out,she wasn't worth my time . I got close to him, when he turned and looked at me, I almost screamed"please stop staring".. I might spill these.

“Sorry about… um… the craziness.” “You’re such a nutter sometimes,” Kitty says, sniggering as she takes my hand. “But that’s part of what I like about you.” “Rich coming from the girl walking around in her PJs,” I say with a smirk. We burst out laughing as we leave the video store arm in arm. *****

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?.

'Fuck, Kitty. She bit down hard on her lower lip. "I'm so sorry, Daddy. I just want to... I'm so close to..." She stared me straight in the eye, her chest heaving. "Look down, Kitty-cat," I commanded, my voice dropping. "Look at exactly how my fingers are coming in and out of your pussy. You like that, right?" She practically drooled as she stared down at my hand moving inside her body. "Yes... ah, yes, Daddy," Kitty gasped, completely out of breath.

He smiled at her and pulled her closer. "You have the nerve coming here, there is no one here, I can just kill you abd get rid of all evidence." He dragged her hair and turned her around, kitty kept screaming and coughing. He pressed her gun shot wound with his hand and she screamed out loud. Just then he heard footsteps approaching and walked towards the door, kitty got on her feet, quietly, she picked up a scissors she found on the ground and walked towards him. She was so weak that she almost fell on him, when he body touched his, he instantly turned around around and pushed her on the ground. She hit his head the bottle she found on the floor and sat on him, then she stabbed him with the

No one is guarding her. I look around in all directions and see no one. We sneak forward carefully, looking for traps and see none. Ruth sees me but I motion for her to stay silent and she obliges. Trying to stay on the outskirts of the well lit space, we’re almost to the cage when a well known voice rings, “here kitty, kitty kitty”.

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.

But more than anyone else, the most affected is actually the black little cat, Nero. [Who do you think you are to claim my master as you girl?!] Nero's eyes were shooting daggers as he stared at Nike. [If my master is your girl, does it makes me your cat??? NO WAY! There is no way I will have a womanizer like you as my master! Over my dead and beautiful body! Hmph!]