Sad Kitten Diary Novels & Stories

I looked at my name written on it in red with the very distinct cursive handwriting I know all too well. I hurriedly got it and looked at it one more time. I opened it and I stared at it in disbelief. This is Hannah's handwriting. Dear Cassidy, How are you best friend? Did you think I would really just let you get away with what you have done? How does my boyfriend taste like? Was he everything you imagined him to be? Maybe, but I doubt it. He will never make love to you the way he does. He would take me with so much passion. One round is not enough for us. We do it everywhere. Our favorite was by the pool, where the house of Dilton is near, and if someone would just look out the window they

Us supernaturals are closely alike with wild animals. Well, we are human wild animals. My shaking hear reluctantly agrees. Our supernatural eyes are closely alike with wild animals. We see clearly within the dare. That's an unappreciated importance of our supernatural eyes. Its barely needed or required so hardly appreciated. My eyes finally locate my bed side lamp. I power on it. My glowing eyes stop. The lamp brightly illuminates the room. I smile. My eyes instantly stare at the felt figure. They broaden. It's clearly my mate caroline.

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.

Banana…my favorite. I had a wonderful life. The best parents any kid could ask for. But I was Sadie. And as angelic as I appeared, I was anything but. Granted, I was a great kid…that is until I hit Middle School, where I earned the nickname Satan Sadie. I wasn’t bad, per se. I just had a tendency to find trouble. Or maybe, it found me. I don’t know. I always chocked my issues up as curiosity or inquisitiveness. I just had the knack for finding out other people’s business and making sure it became everybody’s. I had often been told that I would make a good reporter or detective one day. It’s not like I eavesdropped. I wasn’t nosy. I just had hypersensitive hearing or something, and I heard th

(And do they have trash cans here? Sadie steps out of the room wearing an oversized pink tee with the statement “cute but psycho” glitched across her chest and grey jogging pants. She runs straight to the drawer while putting her mask in her back pocket. She's sits down with her legs crossed in front of it, and runs her fingers through its contents. I decide to bring my ask down to my chin, feeling more of the fresh Earthy breeze pass through my nose sit on the bed without asking. Somehow, Sadie did not notice and instead chose specific notebooks, pens, papers, and small boxes then drop them inside another backpack, which has a doodle design. She stands up and walks over to the bookshelf to

she rambled on and on and got no response from Davina, then she stopped "I know this must be weird for you, I'd feel weird if I lost my memory too. But Alexis, it's me Sadie Anvil. We've been friends since childhood. We were both partners in crime and in everything. We loved troubling people and we both triggered our wolf curse the same year because we couldn't bear to see just one of us in pain"

I looked outside through his window and realize he was still outside, i quickly pick his DIARY and open it, i ignore so many chapters and then i glanced through the date we both met "Diary, i know it has been long since i have written to you but i met this crazy girl and believe me i have never come across a girl more crazier than her " Gosh!!! this guy is really annoying How dare he call me a crazy girl?? I skipped some part but then i stopped I shouldn't be reading his diary, it is quite bad Author's POV CJ was feeling uncomfortable with Kayla following him, he wish it was Anna who was actually following him

Sassy fell to the ground as the boy released her arm. She got up immediately and walked towards Murphy, but he pushed her and ran away with her diary still in his hands. Sassy held her chest in pain, and let the tears flow out freely. Soon, her pain turned to anger and she couldn't hold it anymore, she opened her eyes and they were bright yellow...

now I can’t wait to meet her anymore. “What’s she like?” I ask Axel, Damon would not tell me. Axel’s smiles back. “She is super cool. We are interested in all the same things, she loves Anime just as much as I do. She make me wings, though it is the wings you bought to watch with our anime. She basically lives in all your tops right now. What else? Oh yeah Sadie’s favourite Naruto character is Jiraiya, so she’s got to be a pervert.” He gives me a bunch of useless information. Everything he has said is important to him. Not me.

Jacqueline I've had it with this shit. No more doormat, no more Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I picked up my phone from the mattress beside me. Only one person I know who will understand how I'm feeling without judging me. Without bringing up my past like a mallet to beat me over the head. One little slip in judgment when I was eighteen years old and I have to live like a nun forever. Well fuck that the habit's coming off. I'm lonely, horny and pissed the fuck off. No almost twenty two year old is supposed to feel like this.