Xoxo Kitty Book Novels & Stories

From pink roses, to purple hydrangeas, and even white daffodils… the entire place was truly in full bloom…! Just as Xavia was thinking that this place now looked more like a fancy flower shop than anything, she suddenly heard a tiny ‘mew’, followed by a series of jingles… and shortly after, an adorable blue-eyed, white kitten—with a bell collar around its neck—came running toward her with a rolled-up piece of paper! Squatting down, Xavia then lovingly embraced the kitten while saying, “What a good little kitten…! Young Master Saltman must have prepared all this for you… Go open the note to see what’s written inside!”

They were laughing, playing with gadgets and I even saw one of the orange-haired kids firing a bow at an apple on Oz's head. This place was a lot. "Hello," the orange-haired kid said with a lot of energy. "I was the cat you passed the other time." My eyes widened. "You're joking." An orange cat jumped out from behind a box and I sighed. "Stop playing with me." "He's not playing," Oz said with a smile. "He stole my mum's spell book and crammed the words. It's the only thing this five-year-old does other than shooting. Have a seat."

KITTEN. ~~~~

She needed to make sure that Felix; the Cat, didn’t hurt the fairy when he chased her. Felix was Kelly’s brown tabby, and he was a natural born hunter. Kelly was often removing small creatures from her shop. Felix often brought snakes and mice to the shop with him from the fields. It was not unheard of to hear Kelly explain to Felix he’s not allowed to have his own pets and she was more then capable of feeding them both.

Everybody in the state have already read the story of “the heroes of justice.” Today, most people came to the woman that was on the cover of that article: Kate Zainab Omar. I remembered people coming up to me and asking, why is her second and last name Arabic? Of course I texted that to Kate, today I know she will be explaining that to them. Kate’s POV I rushed and hugged Stanley and Emily. “Congratulations! Where is Anne?” “Mom is the babysitter for today,” he answered hilariously. We all bursted out laughing. I can imagine her babysitting the 8 months Anne. It is going to be interesting!

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Apparently, she hadn’t made it into town to visit a dressmaker. She sat curled on the couch with her legs tucked underneath her, shoes gone from her feet and laying haphazardly on the floor. Miss Emmie looked deeply engrossed in a book, and guilt overrode his emotions. He couldn’t believe he was going to interrupt her private time just so his day could be more enjoyable. She made such a lovely picture all cozy on the couch, wearing a serious, but pleasant expression. He liked the soft color in her eyes, and the way her lips parted slightly.

I dropped my phone on a table far away. I then turned to him, that confident look he had on his face was gone, he looked… should I say shy maybe? “There’s a little something we’re gonna do”, I started. He nodded,”Youre my pet for tonight “, I said. He looked confused, I didn’t bother explaining, he was gonna find out. “The safe word is Trees, here’s the consent form”, I said handing it to him with a pen. He didn’t even look at it at all, he just signed it

I was just getting ready for a nap when Lenny's message came through. "Seven thousand dollars—what a lucky number. It's the Christmas season, so of course we can't shortchange our furbabies. This is my bonus. Our cat is a little princess, and she deserves only the best." I didn't read the rest of his messages, because the moment I saw seven thousand dollars, I was so shocked that all my sleepiness vanished. I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?"