Written Kitten Novels & Stories

Jade Figueroa is a fierce and intelligent young woman, born into privilege as the Alpha’s daughter of her powerful wolf pack. However, her life has been anything but free. Raised in a society that values submission over strength in women, Jade has always been silenced and sidelined, despite the raw power coursing through her veins. When she is sold into an arranged marriage to a ruthless Alpha known for his missing Lunas, her world begins to unravel. Will she succumb to the oppressive expectations forced upon her, or will she rise against tradition, defying the fate others have written for her, and claim the life and freedom she deserves? Jade’s journey will test the limits of her courage, strength, and resolve as she dares to rebel against the bonds that seek to cage her.

Leona pierce was deeply obsessed with the colour black. Just like her soul, she lived in darkness. She was a heartless and detached artisan. The woman who was fighting the demons of her mind stumbled upon Tayson Huxley. Tayson Huxley is the hottest model and director of an art company. He is the man epitome of desire, arrogance and pure sex. When these two collide, the fuse is hatred, stubbornness, little ego games and undeniable chemistry that leads to something that none of them wants in their life. . . All rights are reserved to Copyright 2021 Amaya No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or any means without th written permission of the author. This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, places, incidents, and locale are the produce of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or actual person, living or dead is purely a coincidence.

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

NINA “My wife will ride you for her org-sm and for your come to fill her, so she can do her duty as Mrs. Sokolov.” Jeremiah’s fingers flexed around my throat. “Go on, little wh-re. Climb over him. I know you want to.”   I crawled over Lachlan, curling my fingers around his thick c-ck, and wondered — how big was Jeremiah? How long? How thick? Lachlan hissed, “Kitten, stop playing or I’ll come all over your hand.”   Jeremiah growled, “We can’t have that. All his come belongs in your c-nt, wife. So get on with it.” His lips brushed my ear. “Don’t stretch this out. I have something else that needs stretching.” Shuddering, I got to my knees. As I aligned Lachlan’s c-ck with my entrance, another hand wrapped around mine — larger, slick with oil. Jeremiah.   A moan escaped as my husband guided his lover’s c-ck to my core. I sank down slowly, the stretch burning until I took every inch. “F-ck,” Lachlan groaned. “You’re perfect around me.” “You too,” I moaned, pressed against his chest, lips tangled in a kiss.   Then, without warning, Jeremiah pushed in two fingers — into my other h-le.   I gasped as he stretched my untouched muscles. He didn’t stop. Not until I was full. Everywhere.   Lachlan groaned. “I can feel you.”   “I know,” Jeremiah said, his fingers thrusting deep. “Move.” Lachlan obeyed, lifting me until just his tip stretched me, then pushed me back down. I whimpered. My hips jerked. Lachlan cursed.   “You like that, wife?” Jeremiah’s voice rasped in my ear. “Being used by both of us?”   _ This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. Read-TW!!!! MF-MM-MFM-Dark-Twisted-Betrayal-Amnesia-Revenge-NonCon-Mafia-Humiliation-Dominated-Controlling-Ruthless-Mystery-Thriller-READ-Trigger-Warnings

When paranormal romance writer Theia discovers that everything she has written is true and the supernatural world is real her life is changed forever. And the very handsome Alpha werewolf Dominic, that is the subject of her latest book, is real and she is his fated mate. And they both know that Dominic couldn't possibly have a human as his Luna, especially not one as weak as Theia, who is also suffering from a debilitating illness. But Dominic's resolve to leave Theia alone is tested when Theia's very gift of foresight proves to be a curse, as others seek to use her power for their own gain and puts Theia in mortal danger as she becomes hunted. Will love and fate be enough for the couple? Or will the gift that brought them together be the one that keeps them apart? And will the same gift protect Theia from the danger that awaits her? Or can she use it to save herself and the people she loves?

A young Omega, Alexander Valery, belonging to Liberty Pack, one of the largest packs. She undergoes immense torture and assaults in the hands of her pack members, owing to the fact that she is considered weak. Unknown to both her and the pack members, she was the descendant of the bloodline of ancient witch who was also mated to a werewolf. Things seem to get better when she finds out that her mate was the Alpha's son, Leo. And their love would blossom ... However, Leo's father, Alpha Gordons wouldn't approve of them, and thus, causing the two love birds to flee from the land. The story see them facing endless challenges in their love life, but sees them scaling through... Through the thick and thins, they would eventually stand tall, and their love written in the sands of time. Mated to the Alpha's son is a long epic story that contains romance, suspense, drama, supernatural occurrences, and also jealousy!

There's trouble in the knight's household when a golden necklace worth billions of dollars is stolen by one of the house maids. In the quest of finding it, Lucas Knight finds something extremely terrifying. A shrine made specifically for him. It contains items like his pictures, clothes, his used tooth brush and even strands of his hair. It seems like Lucas Knight has a crazy admirer. Stalking Lucas Knight became Vivian Addams job the moment she set her eyes on his gorgeous face. When she is given a job as a maid in the Knight's mansion, she believes that heaven is helping her. Besides, it's not like he can ever find out right? WRONG. NOTE: The people, activities, and places in this narrative may be implausible because it was written for comic relief. If any of the characters behave in a way that is comparable to SpongeBob SquarePants, feel free to chuck your phone into the ocean.

While cleaning Desmond Maynard's house, I accidentally knocked over his mother's keepsake. He once told me it was his most precious possession. But when I picked it up, hundreds of love letters spilled out. There were beautiful poems, passionate lyrics, and heartfelt confessions. He had written one letter a week without stopping. On the back of each one wrote a line: To My Love, Bunny. The nickname rang a bell. It was his junior in college. Things started to make sense. I slaved away for 13 years, running his household and caring for his family, but Desmond never even said he liked me. That was because he already had someone he liked. I sorted the letters by date, put them back, and grabbed my phone to make a call. "Mom, I'm in for the marriage proposal."

My mother married into the powerful High family, and she always said it wasn’t about wealth; it was about love. That marriage got me transferred into the most elite private school in Kingsford. Before my first day, my mother handed me an expensive box of chocolates flown in from Moris and told me to give them to the stepbrother I had never met before. “He’s the most handsome guy in the class next door,” she said. So, I found the best-looking boy in school and sweetly called him my brother. For months, I shamelessly rode on his popularity and acted like I had a VIP pass to life. Until one day, I caught sight of the name written across the cover of his textbook. His last name was York. Hold on. Wasn’t my mother supposed to have married into the High family?

Stella is happy in every aspect of her life, there is nothing she could ever ask for. Until on the night of the full moon, the light envelopes her and sweep her away back to her recurring dream. There she found a fragment of herself, a memory that is long gone. "You are my Luan, and in this dream no gods, no fate, or deity can forbid us to meet" - King Sun "Our love is God, when we say let the mountain move, it will move. Empty the sea, it will be empty. If I need to kill everyone, even the one who love me and precious to you I will. You are mine and only mine" - The Justice "We are destined, Fate declares it. Yet, fate is not written in stone. It can be burn, torn, tampered, and destroyed. So who am I? Telling you who to love. I love you and that's all I know" - The King of the Celestials