Sad Kitten Diary Novels & Stories

" I had already put up with a lot because of their so-called love, and it was making me feel sick. However, no matter what I said on the phone, Carl and his friends would never believe me. I just could not bring myself to send them pictures. It felt gross. As we sat there, Sadie watched the performers and could not help but grumble, "They sing so terribly, and they look like they're all skin and bones—it's like they never eat. "I need to use the restroom, Summer. Keep an eye out for me, okay? "Don't forget to tell me when it's my turn!"

Slowly opening it, he revealed a pink diary adorned with a bunny hugging a carrot, its pages secured by a plastic lock requiring a password. Although the lock could have been easily broken, Landon hesitated, pondering for a moment before impulsively entering his birthday. The lock clicked open.

She didn’t have the energy to check how bad the wound was though. She just sobbed quietly. The place was empty, or at least she thought so. “Hey, are you okay?” Her body froze as she heard that question. They had found her already? She raised her head slowly and looked at the person kneeling beside her in confusion. “Who are you?” Her tired and cracked voice echoed. “I’m Adam, back to my question… are you okay?” He introduced himself and asked once more. He was average. His looks gave off the friendly neighbor's aura and from the way he was behaving, that was his persona.

“What happened? Did you hurt yourself?” “Mom,” Diana uttered softly as she looked at me with sad eyes. “Mom, I seem to see a black wolf… biting the moon.” I stared at her and couldn’t make sense of what she said. But I was more concerned about the bleeding, so I didn’t think about what she said that much. After the bleeding stopped and Madison made Diana and Devon take their afternoon nap, I sat down on the couch, my mind filled with what Brianne told me. They were the key. Did those explain the mysterious things they had been telling me? And Diana… I knew she was special. But it scared me that she sees and feels things that they shouldn’t be dealing with at this young age…

“Life is a story. Document every day. From Mom to her precious Salvatore.” I freeze on reading the words. This was Sal’s diary?? It seems personal, yet I can’t stop my fingers from opening the first page. The first page is covered in scribbles and small pen sketches of anime characters and fight scenes from some kind of animation. I run my fingers over the messy but beautiful page, and a bitter smile splits my face when I realise that I am staring into the heart of a young boy… The boy he was… before he became the man he is.

“Same-o, same-o. Someone had crickets delivered to their PO box, though, and they chirped all freaking day long. Drove us all nuts.” “Oh, crickets. I should get some to show my students. They’d love it.” Sadie tilts her head to the side, looking adorable as she thinks. “Won’t Scott just love that,” Charlie teases. Sadie’s gaze drops to the table. “Sadie?” Adele picks up on it right away. “Are you okay? Did something happen with Scott?” “We decided to see other people,” Sadie says softly. “Oh no,” Charlie growls. “That fathead. Did he cheat on you?”

I hugged her and comforted her until she fell asleep. Devon got lost in his thoughts as he recall what happened that morning. He also remembered Lucy's face and the green flecks in her eyes as he looked at her. "Damn, Hannah. I just miss you so much." Devon said as tears fall from his eyes. After a few moments, he composed himself and drove off. Meanwhile, inside Room 515. Hell was about to break loose. Cassidy's eyes started to open and she saw the Callalillies at the table at the foot of her bed.

I was picking at the table, daydreaming when Chloe's excited voice called out to me. "Stazzzzz!" Chloe said with overwhelming excitement. I met her beaming smile and waited for her to go on. "My MATE! He's here, he's a beta! He's cousins with one of the pack members here!" She let out in a gushed thrill. But her face soon fell in realization. She would have to leave the pack she spent her whole life in. I smiled a soft smile at her. "Clo that's awesome! You can always come visit us." I said trying to comfort her. She smiled at my support and pulled me into a tight hug.

Though she hadn’t met the Brazilian man in person, from the description Libia gave, he seemed like a narcissistic, misanthropic, and selfish guy. “He sounds like quite the character,” Suzanne said with a small smile. Libia took a deep breath. “I know, but I really like him,” she admitted for the first time out loud. “I know it’s stupid, I’m sure he doesn’t want anything serious with me.” Suzanne felt sorry seeing the sadness on her friend’s face. “You know what they say, you can have fun with the wrong guy while waiting for the right one,” Suzanne tried to cheer her up.

A sick bastard who needs his dick chopped off and shoved up his ass. I walk through the back entrance to the club, ignoring the commotion going on down the hall. I enter my room and sit back in my armchair. I let my eyes browse the room, the suns peeking through the curtains, making the dust particles visible as they dance through the air. The room smells like it's just been through a deep clean service, leaving the smell of cleaning products wavering about, tainting the atmosphere of the room. I open my bag and pull out my phone. Scrolling through my contacts I swipe right when that son of a bitches name appears on the screen. Layla: My kitty is hungry, bring her a large sausage with your s