Purring Kitty Novels & Stories

he called again. This prompted the amber haired girl to smile and stop knitting. She put down her knitting tools and turned her attention to the greedy ball of fur. "I'm looking at you right now," Miria said with a smile. She didn't know whether the kitten was satisfied or not, but the kitten lowered its paw and rubbed it's head on her lower hand. Miria giggled and gave it the head rub she thought he wanted. "Are you missing your owner? You missed him, don't you?" she asked the kitten, lifting it easily with her hands and held it close to her.

The cat comes out purring rubbing herself against Ghost's long legs. "She's a Norwegian forest cat. White ones are rare. They're usually tri-colored or dark gray," Leelie tries to sell him on it. "Made a dent in your pocket," "You better keep the hair under control," he points at me. He steps back and is about to walk out when the cat meows loudly. He looks back at her. The cat goes over to him rubbing herself on Jayk's legs. Jayk crouches down to pet her and I swear she falls in love with him in that instant because she rolls over pawing at him. He smiles rubbing her belly.

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.

~Caspian~ The moment Charlotte walked into Alpha Justin's office, the world around me ceased to exist. Her presence consumed my senses, and nothing else seemed to matter. Charlotte. The name echoed in my mind like a beautiful melody; her image burned into my thoughts. Brown hair cascaded her shoulders, framing a face that held an enchanting allure. But it was her eyes – those captivating cat-like eyes – that ensnared me entirely. In that instant, I felt as if I were drowning in a sea of emotions, and my heart raced uncontrollably.

I looked down at Goose, his head tucked against my jacket, his blue bell chiming with each little purr. Goose purred like the smug little king he was, and I scratched behind his ears, trying not to think about my mom’s voice in my head asking if I’d finally bring someone home for Nochebuena. The truth was, this kitten was the only one I’d be showing up with. Which, knowing my family, meant I’d get at least five different versions of “when are you going to get serious” from my sisters before dessert. “Just you and me, bud,” I said again, giving his tiny chin a rub. He licked my thumb, like he was agreeing.

It mewed again and made its way across the floor to Dillon, where it proceeded to rub itself against his leg. “There you are,” Dillon smiled as he bent down to pick up the cat. Well, it looked more like a kitten, actually. It was beautiful, a cute little fluffy Siamese kitten with light gray fur and striking blue eyes. The cat purred as Dillon affectionately stroked its head. “Cassandra, meet the Magical Ms. Mistoffelees. Or just Stoffs for short.” “She’s adorable,” I said, taking a step towards him. He passed me the kitten and it purred. “That’s quite the name,” I teased.

“We have a kitten now.” “Oh my God!” I shrieked. “Really? Where?” Streaking past him, I blew into the hallway, ready to race to the front room. But Wick turned, lifting something in his arms—something small, and soft, with incredibly fluffy gray, brown, and black fur full of darker tiger stripes. “Oh my God. Look at it! Oh…” Rushing back to him, I instantly reached out to pet the bundle. “It’s so cute. And soft. Oh… Did you feel how soft it is?”

As always, she doesn’t beat around the bush and rests her hands on her hips. “What? I can’t visit your house now?” I shrug nonchalantly and watch her rolling her eyes in exasperation. Suddenly, I feel a ball of fur rubbing my leg and instantly jump with a loud shriek. Oh my God Purring near my feet is the most adorable white Persian kitten I’ve ever seen in my life. The furry creature looks up at me with its innocent doll-like sapphire blue eyes. “Katzchen sweetie, you don’t scare people like that” Ava coos towards the cat as it makes its way to Ava’s crouching figure. She picks it up and I watch the cat with awe.

It felt like small electrical sparks skittering over his flesh as it went. And in an instant, it was no longer there. Kusuma Ila appeared to be trying to make something plain by shaking her head. The cat purred loudly as it cuddled up in Kusuma Ila's lap and purred. Phil fixated his gaze on the animal. It did not move its slanted, bright eyes as it looked directly at him.

And next to this is the master bedroom with a master bathroom. Here I find my two fur babies playfully wrestling each other near the sink. I make a long kissing noise to get their attention. They stop biting at one another and run towards me, meowing loudly. Awww they are sooo cuute! I play with them and tell them, "We are going to the doctor to make sure y'all are healthy, okay?" The white kitten is female and I'm sure she's Persian. Because she's super furry. She's got beautiful blue eyes and I think I'll name her Pearl.