Novel & Cerita Sweet Kitten

She asked, raising her brow. He quickly grabbed her nape, then pulled her closer than she already was and pressed his lips on hers, catching her by surprise. "I want to hear more of that from you." He said when he finally pulled away. "You know? The sweet pet names." "My baby. My love. My—" He cut her off by seeking her lips again. "Don’t tempt me, Kitty." He said when he pulled away. "What if I do?" She teased. He drew in a sharp breath in an attempt to cool off the rising heat in his groin. "I might just have to give up the meeting and take you right here and right now."

Then I heard it, a tiny, sweet “Mew.” My heart leapt. I lifted the lid and there she was: the most adorable little fluff nugget I’d ever seen. She was a patchwork of colors—black, gray, orange, and white—with the biggest, bluest eyes. She looked up at me, terrified, and let out another tiny meow. I scooped her up, and she clung to my chest, her needle-like claws pricking my skin. I could feel her trembling in my hands.

A black and white-colored munchkin. "I miss you, Yang…" I squealed as I bring him to sit on my lap. He purred as I tickle his belly. He really likes to be tickled that way. Meow. "Oh, that's so sweet of you. Did you miss me too? Really?" Meow.

“She's awfully big.” Carter handed him a sugar cube and leaned over to whisper in Grayson's ear. “Don't tell the others, but she's my favorite,” he told the boy. “There's a reason she's named Sweetness.” Grayson held out the sugar cube, giggling as the horse daintily took it from him. She crunched it happily as she let him pet her. Grayson ran his small hand along her gray coat, watching her eat the sugar and steeling his nerve.

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."

The alpha who had developed a phobia for large stream water was the worst tempered of the pack, very antisocial and the most feared alpha of the clan. James and Tony Brian had been the beta of the alpha since they were kids. They knew the lady who had given their alpha an artificial respiration was actually the first lady he had ever kissed. Hence the reason he was obsessed with her. He had been searching for the first past six months for a reason out of their grasp. "Although the moonstone pack had only been in Seattle for just a short period of time, they are not of a low status. In fact, the moonstone pack is one of the most prestigious packs of our clan. So, if you are trying to settle s

she whispered and Mike mimicked her position, laying low and turned to look. A buck outside their window, feasting on some low shrubs, accompanied by some naughty squirrels jumping around. Mike took a long-inhaled air, much-needed oxygen replenishing. Such a majestic animal, dappled with royalty even when they are bowed at his most delicate moment. Mike looked over his shoulder at Sarah and there was a glitter of light in her eyes, like a child who had just seen a free ice-cream truck across the street. A smile found its way to his lips. He slipped his arms across her shoulder and pulled her close, which she welcomed and enjoyed the remaining of the show.

I take in a big breath of her scent, and she notices. She turns her head to the side and hisses in a low voice, “Are you sniffing me?” “I am, Sweets, and you smell incredible”, I rumble back. “That’s really creepy and don’t call me Sweets!” she snaps back. “Why not? You smell like sweets and I have a really big sweet tooth. I could eat sweets all day long.” She huffs and turns back to the teacher, but I catch her squeezing her thighs together. Oh, this is going to be a very fun school year.

I turned it over in my hands, feeling so unwilling to bite into this cute thing. “It’s sweeter than it looks,” Kyden said leaning against the stall with that glistening, warm gaze. “Just figured you could use something sweet today. You’ve been… You’re smiling a lot today. That’s new.” I raised an eyebrow, taking a small bite of the sugar wolf. It crunched under my teeth, the sweet and sharp taste melting on my tongue. “You’re gonna spoil me, you know that? Sugar paintings, market trips… what’s next? A pony?”

If not for the scenery behind the windows, I would have thought I was inside a lush hotel and not flying to some remote island. "Meow!" a soft meowing interrupted my thoughts. Huge orange and white tabby cat, came circling my feet. I picked up the furry creature then I started scratching behind its ears. Loving the feeling, the cat then purred in delight. It must have smelled the food I ate.