Shane Dawson Cat Novels & Stories

M&M’s for Breakfast ~ Naika End Game ~ Cat Burns Shane’s words were on repeat as he drove into me. We were slick with sweat, his smoky scent on me like a second layer of skin as I held on, needy for everything he had to give me. He cursed as I clenched around him. Pleasure danced through me as I twitched around his still-throbbing cock.

Dawson ate in pain, let out a muffled groan, and then ceased his subsequent movements. He quickly got up and touched his injured right cheek, and to his surprise, it was bleeding. Dawson angrily stared at the white cat and said, "You animal, do you want to die?" Jasmine bared her sharp teeth and barked at Dawson twice. It is a world of difference compared to the usual docile demeanor. Lorraine was also stunned, and she quickly straightened her disheveled collar. I picked up the white cat casually and held it tightly in my arms.

Maybe he would let her go. I have a cat, she signed. He grinned, his face creasing in humour, dimples flashing in his cheeks. I remember the cat. His name is F-I-T-Z-Y and he's a big orange tabby who eats the neighborhood birds. Shaun stared at him, surprised he remembered the things she'd told him during their desperate van ride into the forest. She hadn't thought he was listening.

Daisy cried, alarmed at the sudden ferocity in his gaze. She held his hand and her eyes widened in shock when she felt something pierce her hand, looking down, she was speechless to see claws instead of fingers, "I'll take him, move away from him", she gaze up as Dylan came into view, "who the hell are you? Who is Aires?" There was confusion all over as people gathered to see what was going on. "See who the cat finally dragged in, I have waited years for this moment" Mr. Dawson suddenly came into view, he was holding a gun, and it was pointed towards Aires,

Cat took a seat at the kitchen island, letting Dawn finish the oven, she kept it so clean it wouldn’t take long, Cat must have made enough noise sitting down though, because Cat heard the older woman say from inside the oven. “Your home early, dear. Decided to give yourself an early mark for a change.” Dawn must think she was Jack, who owned the local hardware store in town. Cat replied, “I decided to have two weeks off, actually.” Then worried when Dawn jumped and hit her head in the oven “Are you ok?” “Katherine! Oh Katherine!” Dawn scrambled out of the oven so fast, rounding the counter to pull Cat into a hug. Hugging her foster mother back, she started to tear up.

She paused for a second before continuing, “Local police were summoned by Mr. Dawson himself at approximately 5:34 a.m., after finding the bloodied corpse with a blade jammed into his mouth, shoot multiple times and a note pinned to his chest reading: 'For the fire she rose from.“ I sat upright, the sheets falling from my chest, revealing the bruises Shane had marked me with like trophies. My lips curled, not in horror nor guilt But in satisfaction. I barely heard the sound of the shower shutting off until Shane’s silhouette walked out, towel slung low on his hips, water still dripping from his inked chest. He raised a brow at the screen, then at me, smirking with the confidence of a man who

“Am I really that beautiful? Are you seeing correctly?” Shane rubbed the cat's furry ears, from the bottom of his heart, he nodded. “I want to see you dressed like this, then dance to a tune.” “What song to dance to?” Shane thought for a moment. “Dancing to the song Lover, that year, you used the song Lover to attract my eyes.” Wearing this cat costume and dancing the sexy tango to the song Lover, it's a completely different kind of beauty. Bertha is also very excited today. “Okay, then I'll dance for you to see.”

Gripping the cup in my hands I start sipping on my coffee when the bedroom door swings open. Honey’s friendly face peek out the door, but like all cats she just purrs and hop on to the sofa cleaning herself like she didn’t even miss me the slightest bit. “Hey girl” I pat her head softly, placing my cup back on the table, when Shane exits the room. He stands tall and proud, his skin smooth and lightly tanned, his dark brown hair falls loose around his strong jawline. His eyes is almond shaped, with lashes casting a shadow over his cheekbones. They sparkle with a mischievous gleam, hinting at a sharp wit and a devil-may-care attitude . He gives me a once off look and stalk straight to me. “I’m

CHAPTER 8.2 “I feel embarrassed!!!” Caye said while we are heading down of the stage. “How about what I did?! It’s very far from the dance I performed in Math Camp. What happened now?” Gio laughed. We went back to our seats and resumed eating. The next performer is Shane and her friends. They’ll be going to dance the Blackpink’s ddu du ddu du song. The music started and they began dancing. We laughed hard because of Shane’s lame dancing skills. I remember that Shane was heartbroken because of his crush Ryle did not go to this activity. She’s a shallow person.

“Keira , I just want to say how happy we all are that Dawson has found his mate. And how perfect you both are for each other.” Luna Bethany says with her sickly sweet smile. She raises her glass to cheers the two of them. The Luna is Dawson’s mother, and they have that weird over-attached mommy son relationship. It always gave Keira the creeps.