Save The Cat Audio Book Novels & Stories

He said on the other end of the line and I heard a little meow from the cat. I laughed at the fact that he was talking to the cat. “She loves her name.” “Well I'm glad she does,” I replied, the breeze tossing my hair in all directions. “Thank you for naming her. You're way better at this than I ever would be,” he said and I couldn't stop the laugh that fell from my lips. “You're welcome.” “To show my appreciation, how about I buy you lunch tomorrow? It’s the least I can do after you basically saved me from giving my cat a name like ‘Sir Whiskers the Third,’” he said, laughing under his breath.

I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?" "Yeah," Lenny replied immediately. "Our cat is a little princess. Just imagine how jealous the other cats would be if they rode back in a Maybach." I stared at this message, still reeling in disbelief. Even I, the owner, had never ridden in a Maybach. Yet, Lenny expected me to spend seven thousand dollars so my cat could ride in one? Seeing that I didn't reply, Lenny immediately sent a voice message. "Why aren't you replying? I'm doing you a favor here."

His cat had been the only closed one who had seen him that much of vulnerable. Alfie snuggled into his arms more and meow-ed again. Whenever she did it, she had better plans to calm him down. It was a hideous thing to the whole world around him that his cat possessed telecommunication powers and could talk like humans in her mind. Even when she meow-ed, it would mean something. Only Dankein was able to decipher her words. When the cat snuggled closer, she said, “Don’t worry, master. Everything will be alright. And, regarding this matter, only one person can help you…”

"In this life, I have so many things to be confused about hence fate seems to collide expectantly." "I told you, you are meant to be happy," Bwi mumbled and Elise was already dozing off, not hearing the cat's speech. "She will protect you." End of chapter 30.

Dog starts jumping around happily and barking "Oh! Oh yes! Oh, yea! And next time I see those boys, ... I am gonna bark at them" " Let's speak about it inside, out of this cold." complains cat. Then the two came inside the cardboard box for a nice drink of fresh water and cold sausage. THE END

Its sharp fangs attempted to threaten me. “Thank God.” Serena reached me breathlessly. “Your cat?” I asked while dodging the claws of this mustachioed animal. Serena nodded. “You're my savior, Mr. Leo. I forgot to lock the back door, so he ran away.” I handed the cat to Serena. “Take your cat.” Serena took it, and the cat was instantly submissive in her hands. It no longer clawed, nor had it hidden its fangs. “Thanks for saving Dickypuss.”

I struggled to see what was ahead. ‘Is it Henry? Did he come to save me?’ "Where did this damn cat come from? How dare it bite me!" With all the strength I could muster, when I saw the scene before me, I suddenly felt deflated. "No!" The man lifted Kitty high and viciously smashed it against the cracked brick wall. My Kitty emitted a piercing and unheard-of cry of anguish. In the blurry redness, I saw Kitty curled up in the pile of garbage, motionless. The earphones lying beside me transmitted a familiar voice with a cold and cruel tone.

I hung up, and not long after, the housekeeper entered with a meal box in hand. When our eyes met, I saw the awkwardness and surprise in her gaze, like she had walked into the wrong room and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. I tossed my phone aside and curiously asked, "Lydia, why didn't you answer the phone?" She instinctively hid the meal box behind her and stammered, "It was Mr. Ford who asked me to come..." A quiet laugh escaped my lips, but deep down, I wasn't surprised. When the earthquake struck, Quintus had made sure the doctors saved Vanessa first.

Kai walks out of the station into the night. The rain has eased into a mist. The streetlights glow soft. The air is cold and damp and smells like wet asphalt. Seattle is quiet in that way it gets after a storm, like the whole city is catching its breath. Kai pulls his hood up and heads for his car. His phone vibrates in his pocket. He checks it. Unknown number. A link. He stares at it for a second, then taps. A podcast page loads. A title in bold letters. THE SEA TOOK HIM, BUT SOMEONE HELPED.

With his face just inches from mine, I could see everything. The way his jaw clenched, the veins in his neck, and the wild look in his eyes. He wasn’t calm and composed like the man who had saved me hours ago. He was panting heavily like a wild animal. “It’s not very nice of you,” he whispered close to my ear, “to try leaving me… without permission.” “I’m sorry,” I found myself trembling. “Please… I just want to go home. Let me go… please… I don’t want…”