Palmtop Tiger Novels & Stories

Elena stood over him, her fingers taped with white athletic wrap as she braced herself against the boat’s violent roll, pressing a clean towel against a jagged laceration along his collarbone. "You're leaning into the swell too hard, Dad," Stacy said, her voice cutting through the roar of the engines from her position at the small, laminate dinette table. She wasn't looking at them. Her focus was entirely locked onto an old, military-surplus Panasonic Toughbook—a machine built in 2004 that she had recovered from the storage unit in Homestead. It was a block of grey magnesium alloy, heavy enough to kill a man if dropped from a height, running an old, un-updated version of Linux that didn't kn

Tiger smiled, but his smile left his face immediately, and he snatched the wheel from Jaemin, pressing a golden button below the wheel before directing the wheel forward. "F**k!" Jaemin spat when the car began moving at the speed of wind, knocking away several cars before it finally got to the main car, crashing into it from behind. The two cars pivoted into a wall, driving a hole through it before stopping. Shark came out of the car, and Tiger recognized him with the dark pouch on his left eye, he's well known in the underworld for his lunatic toughness despite his one eye. "You're Alberto's protector, how cute" Tiger laughed, coming out of the car with Jaemin.

Scarlett’s POV Tiger padded over to me, nuzzling me affectionately, and I reached out, stroking his fur gently. It was unexpectedly soft, and his familiar pinewood scent was even stronger in this form, mingling with the crisp, earthy air of the forest. Tiger’s size was impressive; he radiated strength, yet his movements were careful, tender as he shielded me from the cold, his massive body creating a warm cocoon around me. I leaned into him, feeling a comfort and safety I hadn’t expected.

asked Zayden, who had been watching Olivia's excited expression while riding the windmill. "Yeah, I've never ridden this game before. It was really fun," Olivia chuckled happily, making Zayden smile. "Oh yeah, I actually bought this from the store earlier," Olivia said, taking something out of her sling bag. Zayden observed Olivia pulling out a small cell phone hanger shaped like a tiger. Zayden's cell phone hanger was black, while Olivia's had gold-colored tiger eyes. Olivia's tiger was white with sky blue eyes. "How is it? Isn't it cute?" asked Olivia.

lord Aizenberg hissed, still trying to lower his voice though he was already turning red and a vein on his head was popping. Commander Tycus held his laugh upon hearing the excuse. “We have poison tasters for that lord Slog, and were already seeing every single movement that she is making, are you telling me that this woman is skillful enough to trick several veteran eyes that are watching her right now. If that is the case, it’s like saying my men are as inexperienced as yours, seeing as they humiliated the prince a while ago, is that what you are trying to state lord Slog,” he says with a menacing look.

“Tiger is a complicated person. He’s having a hard time, and we should be thankful that he never tried to hurt himself.” I gulp, “Was his crime this bad?” I ask. The boss simply nods. A week later, I was on my way to the dorms when I spotted Tiger sitting in the terrace, holding something between his hands. He doesn’t look well, his head is lowered, and it seems like he’s crying. I head outside and sit next to him. I look at him and my heart shatters when I see that he’s indeed crying. The screen of the blue old Walkman he’s holding is covered with droplets.

The smaller one, I know exactly what it is. Inside the next box is a white case. I take a deep breath and wiggle it out of the box. The top reads Tiffany's in a pretty script. I sneak a look up at them when their hearts pound a little fast. I can smell the sweet scent of their excitement. I laugh popping the case locks open. I smile to myself when they shift on their feet. The white Chiappa Rhino 60DS revolver greets me with all its glory. Its pretty engraving on the right reads, CASTOR.

Wyatt glared at Moses. "Oh, what..." out of habit, Moses tried to get close to Wyatt, but seeing the tiger crouching, he distanced himself from Wyatt. He felt ashamed. TJ has his Siberian Huskies and other dogs who listen to his every command and Wyatt has a frigging Bengal Tiger to listen to his commands, while his African Rock Python tries to kill him! Was it because of the crack he accidentally swallowed? Eek! "What made you think I want something? Can't I be here to see my old friend?" Moses smiled showing his yellowed teeth. "How is your business going?"

, she spat on the floor. She picked her tiger up and started comforting her. “You’re ok” She cooed to her tiger cradling it. “I love you my little Angel. Quiet…..shh..Shh..you are fine now.” She moved to the garden outside the cafeteria and set her tiger on the grass. She trailed a finger from her head down to her back and started massaging her back gently. The tiger laid her head between her paws and purred while Ashley massaged her.

Layla said as she took the little tiger. "Put it down, Layla!" Hayden frowned. "I don't want his gift!" Layla pouted. "Suit yourself! If you don't want this cute little tiger, I'll take it!" She had already found the robot's power button and pressed it. "Good evening, Master! I'm Tiggie, the tiger who knows all! Ask me a question!" Layla asked, "Tiggie, Tiggie! My brother doesn't want you. What are you going to do about that?"