Novels About Cats For Adults Novels & Stories

I say in a fake little voice, I didn't need auntie Leah, but it'll be fun. "No," both man in the room object to me going to Leah's room. "Why not?" I ask them confused. "The kitten got enough distraction, if you go there, we'll be up all night trying to get her to read her chapter," Adrian groans leaving the room. "Bye, Adrian," I say with a chuckle, then go to start reading the chapter, it was titled, 'Wolf Mate', it's an interesting chapter, talking about how wolves mate for life, never letting each other go, never cheating, the vampires could learn a thing or two from the wolves. The next part talked about the mating ceremony, the dominant wolf would bite the submissive one right on the n

My girlfriend and best friend adopted a stray. She kept going to his place ever since. Whenever she did, she would have that look of impatience on her face as she said, "I would go over to his place, but that cat only lets me hold it." Blake Chaucer sneered. "You think I want you at my place? It's the cat that likes you, not me." They would squabble whenever they met up. Still, it didn't take long for her to memorize his door's passcode. She even remembered how he needed something warm before bed because he had a weak stomach. When she didn't show up on my birthday, she said, "The cat's having a fever, and he can't handle it himself." I held my resentment over our situation for a long, l

Nico eventually slumped against his pillow, completely exhausted, and the book slipped from his fingers. He had been trying to figure out why Hellcat had run away from him earlier. He had assumed romance novels might help him understand what had happened, but they were proving to be far more complicated and emotionally ridiculous than he had expected. Every page was packed with feelings, misunderstandings, longing, jealousy, and people spending entire chapters trying to understand what a simple glance meant. It was almost disgusting. He would never admit that aloud. The problem was that the same emotions were now bothering him, and he refused to rest until he understood them.

Sunlight poured through the windows so that the library was well illuminated, combined with the flickering light of the fire crackling in the hearth. He paused on the bottom step, closed his eyes and shook his head, and when he looked again, the hearth was empty and cold. He took two tentative steps forward, calling Phantom’s name, when the cat suddenly leapt on top of the nearest bookcase. It hissed again, its entire body shook as if in the grips of a seizure and it toppled off the bookcase, landing on its back, belying the old myth. With a yowl, it took off toward the fireplace.

He returned his attention to the bookshelf at the rear of his office, the one he’d been browsing when he’d first heard the strange sounds outside, only being made by the cats, after all. The top shelf held purely “literary works.” Poetry collections of Blake, Yeats, Robert Frost, and Shakespeare. Prose collections of Zora Neal Hurston, Hemingway, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Flannery O’Connor, and folktales collected by the Brothers Grimm. Novels, from The Man in the Iron Mask to Madame Bovary, to Villette and Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte, to A Passage to India by E. M. Forster.

The following books are for mature audiences with dark themes and Anti-heroes that you'll hate but end up loving them. These books contain intense sèxual themes and can/may have non/con, dubious consent. These are dark books. All these books are COMPLETED. 1. CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE ____ Blurb ____ ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

As the man who dropped his walls to show her love in a way that was foreign to him? She didn’t know what she’d do then. That was the truth. The Glass Cats was tucked into a forgotten street downtown, half-lit by the glow of a broken neon martini sign and a flickering red bulb shaped like a cat’s tail. The windows were tinted, the doorway narrow. A dark and grubby bar nestled between strip clubs and late night karaoke bars. A place for secrets. For deals. For dangerous kinds of love and the worst of all, uncontrollable lust.

**WARNING** Dear reader, Before you read this book, be aware that it contains a lot of mature content dedicated for those above the age of 18 years old. It contains violent and bloody scenes, strong language, as well as quite vividly described love scenes. If you feel uncomfortable by it, I, as an author won't mind if you chose to stop reading it. My friend once asked me, why I want to become a writer. I've answered, so that I could at least control the lives of the characters in my book. My life was out of my own control since forever…

Closing his eyes, he massaged his temple. “That’s the point. Why would I watch naked women dancing on stage? I mean, that’s just a woman, with tits and pussy. Man, we tasted those a hundred times already. What’s special about this woman?” It’s just plain perversion for Phoenix to watch women dance naked. He’s not a saint, but he’s not a pervert either. “Are you sure you don’t wanna go? Is that your final answer?” Phoenix frowned. He can sense that his brother was up to something.