Written Kitten Novels & Stories

Before I can ask what this is, he shoves a small crate into my hands. I glance down and freeze. Inside the crate, a tiny kitten blinks up at me, its fur a soft mixture of gray and white. My breath catches. I know this kitten. It looks just like the one from the site two days ago. “Oh my god!” I squeal. “Is this—?” “Yes.” Kyle nods. “Turns out she was all alone. Ran away from a vet not far from the site. So now… she’s all yours.” My heart practically melts on the spot.

Unaware of what was down these steps, so I sat curled up in a ball near the door where little light broke through. Then the sound of tiny meows caught my attention. Wiping away my tears the tiny creature made his way up the stairs. It had a silver coat and little, tiny whiskers. It approached me with caution; I sat still as its little nose tapped my leg as he sniffed me. I slowly reached out to pet it, and he pressed his head against my hand in approval. “Hi. Are you alone, just like me?” I asked softly. It meowed in response as if it understood me. The kitten climbed onto my lap, as I petted it, I smiled softly. Now I wasn’t alone.

From my arms, he looked at the basket. “A kitty?” He said, snuffling. I opened the lid of the basket, and there was an infant kitten. Its eyes hadn’t opened. It meant it was under seven days. “It’s a kitten!” Yule shouted in excitement. Celeste came closer to have a look, too. “It is white as snow and so cute.” She cleared her throat and managed her voice that had become less stiff. “I mean, it is beautiful…” Then she looked up at me, “… just like you.”

Having left Larissa's lap, the kitten became increasingly uncertain. This environment was completely unfamiliar to it, and its deep blue eyes were filled with fear. It meowed a few times, looking around for that familiar figure before it curled back into its spot in the corner of the sofa due to not being able to find Larissa.

she went off I came near my kitten and sat beside her I tried to caress her hair she turned her face away fine she is angry I showed my bleeding hand and said "now happy I hurted you and I got this" her eyes became teary she was about to stand I holded her and said "little kitten your leg will ache what do you want say" she showed first aid box I brought it to her she tried to pull my hand how can she help the one who hurted her I said "it's okay leave it like that only" she is too stubborn I pulled her to my lap and said "fine give me a kiss I will let you treat me"

he asked. Luna Jones whirled around, a tiny bundle of fur clutched to her chest, and stared at him with wide eyes. "Oh, hey, dude." Cole planted his hands on his knees and bent to examine the kitten. Its eyes were open, and its little legs were waving around. Not newborns. He breathed a sigh of relief. If he had to guess the kitten, and its siblings, were at least two or three weeks old. A lot of work, but not as intensive as a litter of newborns.

“Hello, little friend. Where are you going?” The kitten only meowed and rubbed itself against her legs. With a smile, she continued walking until she reached the lake. She spread the towel on the grass and sat down, observing her foot, which was almost completely healed. She leaned her back against the trunk of a tree while the kitten lay down on her foot.

The other boy said dismissively. Jamie ran for about half a mile and stopped. She was certain the boys were not following her. "Lazy Sods," she thought as she sat on a nearby log and inspected what she rescued. A small kitten, Jamie guessed, was about 12 weeks old and was completely black. The kitten’s hair was long and silky. "What strange eyes you have !" Jamie mused.

What the hell was I doing? I crouched beside Spitfire’s makeshift nest of towels and watched the kittens squirm and nuzzle against her. Their eyes were open now, but they were still tiny. Still fragile. One had tried crawling toward my shoe this morning and immediately toppled into a tumble of baby fat and fluff. I scooped him up gently, set him back in the pile, and watched him yawn like he’d just completed a marathon. I needed to focus.