Unikitty Hug Novels & Stories

Clay nodded at my phone. “Hold your horses.” I rolled my eyes, pulling up the list. “Okay, the others in the cartoon movie were Slightly, Nibs, Chubby, and Twins.” I frowned, not liking any of those. “Ah, here we go. In Hook, there was also Ace. But that’s a no go since that’s my brother. Thud Butt is also a no. We aren’t insulting the puppies.” I shook my head. “Pockets could be cute. Don’t Ask, Too Small, Latchboy, and No Nap were the others. I don’t like those names.” I wrinkled my nose.

I smile at her and move in for another hug; I am a passionate hugger. “Aww, thank you very much, sweetheart. This means so much to me; I’m grateful I have you in my life.” I said honestly. “Ew!!” Katie shrieked, “I’m not a fan of skinship, human.” She tried to pull me away from her but I clung to her as if my life depended on it. She eventually yielded to the hug and held me closer, making me feel safe. “Thank you,” I said when she pulled away, and she bopped her head before going to her room to bring out an extra pair of pajamas for me to wear.

Him. Hours passed as Will sat slumped down in the corner of the cave, he had been silently clutching his left arm. Will had unconsciously grabbed his severed arm and held it against the open wound, almost as if he was trying to re-attach it. Will stirred back to life as he felt a slight tingling from his left arm, he couldn't move anything, and the wound had clearly not healed, it could even just have been his imagination. However this was enough to motivate him into moving again.

I was about to take a step when someone hugged me from behind. "Good morning, my lady," his hoarse voice filled my ears. A smile crept into my face then I felt him kissing my exposed shoulder. I tilted my head to meet his eyes. I can see that he's fresh from the bathroom. He smiled at me and gave me a peck on my lips. He released me and took from me two plates filled with hotdogs and toccino.

“No, sweetheart. You can’t.” “Let me hug him, Mummy. Please.” Sunny, cutely frowning. “You can’t hug him, because he might have a lot of dust on him and it could be bad on you.” “But why did he hug daddy superhero?” “Next time?” I caressed Sunny’s cheek. “You can hug him next time. Is that okay?” “Okay, Mummy.” There was a hint of sadness in Sunny’s voice. Despite wanting to grant her simple wish, my priority was her health and condition.

Hugo took my other hand from his brother and leaned forward to kiss my lips. It was a short kiss, "of course we're happy, princess. So happy because of you and our babies." I let out a sigh and pulled myself out of their grips. "I have another gift for you, make sure you laugh and smile." I glared. "Are you expecting us to squeal and jump like a teenage girl excited for her new bag?" Hunter's voice doesn't sound sarcastic but it does sound like it for me. But even before I could blaze at him Hugo already punched his brother on the arm.

The hug was different when he cried because the hug they shared was closed with no air can pass and the butler's pheromones were releasing a sensible lust and care of love. HiVi took his pheromones, a milky apple shake and mulberry in desert sand fragrance, he took as much as many as he can, good thing his not on heat, or he will surely reject thus abundant number of pheromones. The hug lasted longer that they didn't even notice the time, not until Avist ended it because something's dangerous up, down him. A little chuckle escape from HiVi's lips, and touched it without shame, that startled Avist with wide eyes.

I say, worried about her, she looked at me confused and then she jumped toward me, she hugged me tight. "Are you okay Katie?" I asked her confused, I was worried she was going to be very mad at me, or that she's gonna hate me. "I'm okay," she says still hugging me. "You're not mad at me?" I ask her just to be sure. "No, I'm not mad, I love you," she assures me. "You don't mind that I'm a switch?" I ask her just to be sure. "Nu-uh, you cute little," she assures me and I chuckled, that's not what I expected, but I was very happy about it.

"Look at Stella." "She's too fat for him." Someone laughed loudly. "She doesn't belong anywhere near the Hockey King." More voices joined in. "Kelly is perfect for him." "She's beautiful." "That girl is just embarrassing." I lowered my head. The insults were different voices, but they sounded exactly like every cruel word I had spent years pretending not to hear. My fingers tightened around my hockey stick until they began to ache. Then I felt something warm. Jaxon had gently taken my hand. I looked up in surprise.