Oneshot Cat Novels & Stories

Kat announced, a mischievous spark in her eyes as she opened the bag to reveal a pint of premium mint chocolate chip ice cream and four plastic spoons. "Ice cream!" Leo abandoned his pilot wolf instantly, the plastic fire truck clattering against the baseboard as he scrambled toward the table. "Sit properly first, birthday boy," I laughed, pulling a couple of small bowls from the cupboard. My heart tugged. They would want their father sometimes. But he doesn't want them, he doesn't want us. And I didn't want to have to do anything with him. We were never in love.

I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?" "Yeah," Lenny replied immediately. "Our cat is a little princess. Just imagine how jealous the other cats would be if they rode back in a Maybach." I stared at this message, still reeling in disbelief. Even I, the owner, had never ridden in a Maybach. Yet, Lenny expected me to spend seven thousand dollars so my cat could ride in one? Seeing that I didn't reply, Lenny immediately sent a voice message. "Why aren't you replying? I'm doing you a favor here."

Cat laughed, “They are a little different than most, and you can ask whatever you want. I’m not embarrassed, and they are perfectly legal. First, I am an alternative model. It sounds weirder than it is, but because of my tattoos, that is how it is described. It is clear that I will not be featured in the JCPenney catalog, but I am preferred for certain clothing and accessories, as well as shoots specifically about tattoos. The other job is a little harder to explain. I am a dominatrix, but I am strictly hands-off. Some men like to be intimidated and controlled, and I just seem to have that presence.” “The modeling would explain why you can have two hours of sleep in three days and still look

“People who hate on others never live past 40 years. The wrinkles on your face at 26 show yours might be 30.” The crowd went wild with what I had said. Some cheered as others took videos and pestered Fiona to go away so the launch can continue. Maya soon joined me outside and realized what the cat had dragged in. She had tried to jump her the second their eyes met, but I stopped her. “That’s it, you carry this fat fool along for your sugar daddy appointments? You guys must be really hungry. Do you want food? I can arrange for that.” Fiona laughed.

I muttered when I saw a couple at the end of the room hungrily eating each other faces. Suddenly someone nudged me, making me stumble forward as they went past me. “Patience. Patience Char, you'll be out of here before you know it.” I assured myself as I made my way to the bar. “Two shots of tequila, please,” I said to the bartender who just nodded before making his way to the shelf. “Hey, damsel.” Beside me stood a silver-haired guy who was dressed in a suit which I found wired in this kind of setting.

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

Through her look, he could tell that she was surprised with how he approached her. "Cutie your so beautiful don't fear me. Won't bite you...", He whispered. She turned to face him, he winked at her immediately their eyes met. "Keep your filthy hands to yourself man. She's not interested", Gee informed Frank as she tapped his thigh laughing hard. "Fuck you, you ain't her bouncer here. Right cutie...", he licked his lips as he winked at her. Sky lifted a brow at him as she swatted his hands. He was trying to touch her and she didn't like it.

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Phew, how I visited the Finnish steam room, honestly . After enduring the torture of a moralizing dinner, Louis quickly retired to his room, opened his laptop and found that Kit had changed avatars - everywhere and everywhere. Now with each baring his teeth in a rather scary grin, the Cheshire cat from one of the gothic toys about Alice in Wonderland. Slanted predatory eyes and a tattooed muzzle. And between his ears, the inscription flashed - Kitty wanna play ... Lou somehow felt uneasy, both from the avatar and from this inscription. It looks like his girl is not in a good mood... However, it's hard to blame her for this... He remembered the trick of the Sydney fans and again felt a fit of

My mother speaks first, her authoritative voice somehow managing to remain gentle. “I have asked you here today to help us navigate this unprecedented situation,” she starts calmly, though I don’t miss the flash of concern in her expression. “Princess Maerilee has discovered that she has not one, but two potential Ones. This is unique, to say the least, and we are in need of your guidance.” The room falls silent, the council members exchanging looks of varying degrees of confusion and concern. Finally, one of them, a fae with a stern face and sharp eyes, clears his throat and speaks