Novel & Cerita Vampire Kitten

she growled again, looking at herself in the mirror once more. Her hand passed over her neck, seeing the last symbol forming, one she recognized well, just below her ear... It said: MALEKG, which translated to "destiny to hell." This filled her with even more rage. Skalliet had done this to her. And with that lock drawn behind her ear, he made it clear that he held the key and her destiny was already marked. His caprice had gone beyond what she had ever imagined. Feline eyes gazed at her, it was Elijah in front of her. He looked at her, observing her transformation, her face amidst the veins that shouldn't be visible. His dark eyes and hardened expression, she disliked seeing his face like t

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

I sigh as I look up into the treetops high above with the sunset light penetrating through many crevices to light the wood in a soft orangish glow. Can't believe it's all coming to an end tonight. I shudder from the sudden gust of wind behind me and hear snaps of twigs and a string of profanities. Turning, I see the sneering Vampire bursting out from the cluster of trees behind me. "That overgrown kitten needs to inculcate some manners. The nerve it displays, daring to snap back at me" The anger fuming in his vocals cracks me but I control myself and say, "If there's something Upma detests the most, it's anyone trying to control him. He's quite prideful, you know"

She kicked the dumpster, the heavy metal clattering and sliding, pinning the vampire against the opposite wall. He shrieked”a thin, pathetic sound”and clawed at the metal, his fingernails breaking off and leaving streaks of black ichor on the steel. He ignored her entirely, his eyes fixed on the discarded duck carcass on the ground, his body convulsing in a seizure of hunger. "You're nothing," Cattleya whispered, her voice trembling. "You're not a king. You're not a hunter. You're just a parasite whose host has died."

I let out a heavy sigh. "Where she can be? Hays! That girl." I murmured. "Meow," the lost kitten said. I looked at the lost kitten but there's something different. Its eyes are violet but the eyes I knew she has are blue. I frowned. Maybe I'm just hallucinating. I pick up the kitten and it's scary. It's looking at my eyes like getting my soul. I'm afraid enough so I bring it back to its cage but it's biting my index finger.

I lost consciousness again, but when I opened my eyes, I was a cat once again. What I saw, though, was something new; instead of that fugly evil wizard, there was a gorgeous vampire, with only a towel around his waste. My eyes followed his V-line up to his six pack and his rock hard abs and down his broad shoulders, his thick arms and long fingers. He was purrrfect and more alluring than katnip. His white hair framed his face and made his luscious lips pop. But those eyes...eventhough you could drown in them... there was something... I could not put my finger on. It disturbed me for some reason. "Kitty likes what she sees." He said charmingly.

Eric POV. While my mate took care of the little one washing her, I went to do my calls, although we are alphas and the most dominant wolves around here, we have no clue on how to deal with a kitten, our pack never had one. We know the general things about them, but not how to deal with them, for that I decided to call a fellow wolf, Alpha Sebastian, the father of a little Neko, he raised him since the day he was born until the day he got mated and moved away, well his mate moved in really.

I hissed at him in response, I nu like him no more. "Don't hiss at me, I know you are a strong Kitten, the wolves would adore you, they think by taking you they're going to hurt you, but they don't know how strong of a kitten you are, and that you will kick their bums, won't you?" he says, going down on his knee picking me up, until we could both look at each other in the eye. "Me scary kitten," I say, and he just nods his head. "My very scary kitten," he assures me kissing my nose, okay maybe going over to the wolves won't be the worse thing ever.

I let out a squeal when he pulls out three different Bengal kittens. “These are the only three left. You get first choice.” Quinton states. I watch as Tigo walks over and starts to smell each kitten. It shocks us when he grabs the small damn near black Bengal kitten. She has jsut a hint of dark orange weaved in with all the black. I smile as Tigo takes the kitten to the corner of our room, where all his stuff is. “Looks like that is the one we want.” I comment.

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.