Raindrops And Roses And Whiskers On Kittens Mga Nobela at Kwento

A thousand thorns were pierced on her belly at once, that's what it felt like for Rose when she could not stop herself from dropping onto her bare knees. Rose swept on the floor on her side with a cry of agony at the gruesome sight of her kitten's lifeless body, the blood scrawled word BITCH got washed away painting her forearms with the fresh warm blood of her feline baby. Relentless waves of panic tied a burning knot inside her stomach forcing her to curl into a small ball.

Are they going to trapped in this blood hell forever? Oops. The petal of the Rose started darkening. Not withering, but just darkening, as if turning into the pure black tree that Erebus was turning into just a moment ago. Did I kill the rose? Kitty could barely keep her mind clear as she thought. Is that good or bad? But she couldn't have more thoughts on that. She fainted. The last thought came to Kitty before she passed out was -- 'I really should have stolen a kiss from him when I had the chance.'

“Ashley, look at the door. The real surprise is here.” Utterly confused, I turned my head and froze, my breath catching in my throat. Three tiny babies toddled across the polished floor, their little paws soundless. My heart swelled at the sight of three kittens, not more than a few weeks old, their soft fur a patchwork of white and warm brown, their eyes the clearest blue like pieces of sky. “Oh, the Moon Goddess…”

My teeth latched onto the scruff of her neck, and I was pleased the moment that she began to whine and press herself into me. ‘We’re close to the waterfall. Follow me, Kitty. I can’t wait any longer to make you mine,’ I growled out before letting go of her. We made it to the waterfall in record time because we were both extremely eager for this. We had to wait longer than either of us wanted because of the fucking bullshit that kept coming out of nowhere. Kitty climbed down the waterfall until she was over the water and jumped in. She was fearless, and I loved that. I followed suit and nipped at her under the water before we both surfaced.

Then, I dipped my finger into the water and allowed the droplets to fall on the kitten’s lips. “You poor thing.” I couldn’t help but stroke the kitten. I was horrified at its state. If Tyrelle said that it wasn’t the wolves that had done this, then that could only mean that humans did this, right? “I’m so sorry. I wish I could help more. But if you survive, I’ll take care of you.” Something cold trickled down my finger as I stroked the kitten. Then, I felt a spark that immediately made me draw my hand back. It wasn’t painful, but it startled me.

Davis for a while more. As she walked down the stairs, she felt something strange stroking against her feet. Rose lowered her head and spotted a chubby Persian cat rubbing against her feet. It had white fur, big blue eyes and it was very adorable. She then picked it up and carried it in her arms. "What a beautiful cat!" Rose smiled. "Don't touch my cat with your dirty hands!" A voice sounded. In the blink of an eye, the cat she was holding in her hand was gone. She was stunned and something pushed her. Her ankle hit the stairs and she fell on the floor.

“Kitten... why were you hiding in the closet?” Her breaths were deep and rhythmic against my cheek. “Sorry... I was... playing...” She mumbled quietly. “I know I wasn't... supposed to...” Somewhere in my mind I could feel the pack link start to calm, the worried voices started to quiet down, and even Mother Nature herself started to quell. Soon the harsh booms and massive flashes ended, leaving only the comforting sounds of rain on the roof overhead. An intense feeling of peace enveloped me, and I yawned deeply. “Kitten, come on, you need to get to bed now….” Her quiet snores were all that answered me. “Kitten…” I frowned as I started to move, causing her cute face to crinkle slightly.

What else does this eighteen-year-old vampling cannot do aside from failing to voice out her feelings to her stepmother’s adoptive son? As soon as Rozelyn saw her frozen, the world went back to its original motion. The oncoming car earlier was now driving smoothly without any animals blocking its way. The mating couple across the street were back to their business. The rain continued to pour down by now, wetting them and the triplet cats. “What the fuck is that Rozelyn?” Rosette rarely uttered a curse word. But when she does, it’s like listening to a broken radio on one’s car: she’ll repeatedly spit those bloody words out.

From pink roses, to purple hydrangeas, and even white daffodils… the entire place was truly in full bloom…! Just as Xavia was thinking that this place now looked more like a fancy flower shop than anything, she suddenly heard a tiny ‘mew’, followed by a series of jingles… and shortly after, an adorable blue-eyed, white kitten—with a bell collar around its neck—came running toward her with a rolled-up piece of paper! Squatting down, Xavia then lovingly embraced the kitten while saying, “What a good little kitten…! Young Master Saltman must have prepared all this for you… Go open the note to see what’s written inside!”

“You are one naughty little kitten, aren’t you?” Amber smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Naughty, but yours,” Amber purred, pressing a playful kiss to the tip of Axel's nose. “Though if you keep calling me a kitten, I might start meowing instead of purring.” Axel laughed, rolling onto his back and pulling Amber with him so that she straddled his waist. “You're lucky you're so damn cute, Amber Davis,” he said, tracing a lazy finger down the curve of her spine. “But maybe, if you're a good little kitten, I'll let you out of class early so we can pick up where we left off last night.”