Novel & Cerita A World Ruled By Cats

This beast was the King Level Beast known as the Sky Piercing Cat. Renown for its great agility and superior attacking prowess, the Sky Piercing Cat was a beast with the rare ability to control lightning. This alone made it as rare as a unicorn; for there were only a handful of creatures in the entire World of the Three Great Races with command over lightning! As a creature that possessed a smidgen of the blood of the White Tiger, the Sky Piercing Cat was arrogant and haughty. It hardly got into fights and seldom watched it's movements for little could oppose it.

How I wish I really belonged in this place. “Anyway, Ms. Patterson. Since we’re talking about it, you must be aware of the Seven Caste of Powers here in Olympus. I presume that you already have ideas about it?” She explained, going back to her formal and authoritative aura. She must have noticed that she’s taking off too much of her mask. “Yes, but not that much though,” I replied. The orientation went on and I must say that the more I get to know Olympus, the more I wanted to stay here. It’s as if I don’t want to wake up from the dream I can make use of as an escape against the cruelty of the human world.

At least his feelings about the tom definitely were. Drying off, he slipped into one of the lush, fluffy bathrobes and looked at himself in the mirror. Hugging himself, he sat on the bed. He wanted so badly to think of himself as Doll. Hades' Doll. He said the name Hades claimed suited him out loud. He slipped into melancholy, imagining himself covered in a silver-gray coat of fur with cute ears and a sassy tail. A pretty, svelte feline with kitten looks. That's what Doll would look like. What Doll should look like, if the world was fair. But for some gods-forsaken reason, there were two kinds of creatures in the world. Alpha toms who ruled and the omega no-furs who served.

"The Ancients aren't our creators. You also know that?" She did. When she was little, she had prayed to one of the Ancients using Amen as a suffix. Gregory had told her they never had creators, only protectors. The Ancient was an order that protected the species. Of both wolves and Changelings. "If the order for protection was the same, why are cats considered more feral, evil in a way wolves are not?" A superiority amongst two races never ended well. How come no one learn from history? She shuddered at the thought of having to live her whole life as a rogue then be collectively punished.

When everything finally ends, with the help of Alex and Micky, Kat climbs onto the table and speaks to everyone present: - A few months ago, who would have imagined that a poor rogue, fatherless and motherless, fleeing for safety and chastity, would end up being Luna from a pack. – she says looking lovingly at Alex - Who would have thought that this same Luna ended up finding a second mate, in the beta of this same pack. – She says looking at Micky with the same love – Who would have thought that the 3 of them would love each other unconditionally. And, who would have thought that this same Rogue would become queen of the biggest pack in the world, recover her parents, and have two pups in h

Being a beast in this world became simple and better because of his owner. In his former world, Caden is the one who takes care of the people around him. Maybe it is because he is born and raised in the orphanage, afraid that people will dislike him he is good at currying favor and leaving good impressions. If his friends will invite him to go out, even when he liked being alone at that moment or he simply doesn't feel like going out, he will force himself to go so they will not alienate him. Many people like him because he is polite, easy to get along with, a person you can count on--- but for the person he is inside--- no one had bothered to know yet he couldn't blame them. Caden just knew

Bane, however, seemed to grin at that as he stretched out along the railing in front of us, being sure to whip his tail over it to show off his full size as he took up at least eight feet of the railing from the tip of his snout to his tail before yawning just to show off the razor-sharp teeth lining his jaws. "So, you must be Aria Primrose then. I heard your father was unsuccessful in acquiring you for your marriage contract to one of my loyal advisors. It's too bad, you would've made a lovely bride." The king said, and I felt his slimy gaze roam over my body as I fought the shiver that crawled up my spine at his slow perusal. Taking a breath, I channeled just a little of that "fuck everyth

Others had already begun scheming, seeking new ways to claim power in this uncharted era. Rael met their gazes and spoke. "The age of magic is over," he declared. "Power will no longer be dictated by sorcery or bloodlines blessed by the gods. If this kingdom is to survive, it must be built on something new." A murmur rippled through the hall—fear, uncertainty. Rael did not waver. "I will not rule as a king of the old world," he continued. "I will rule as a man. As all men must now stand on their own."

Even if it meant listening to her boring and annoying speech about the human world. "The human world has a government that rules over us and they are democratically elected. We have the overall ruler, the president, but in some countries that practice monarchy, they have the King or the Queen. Then each ruler has his or her cabinet members, those who will govern and take part in the decision-making process with him..." "But it is not different from the wolfdom. We also have our Alpha as the overall ruler then his cabinet members are his Luna, his Beta, his Gamma or Delta..." I cut her, getting a little bit pissed at her lame comparison.

And Blake is more extensive than me, so chances are whatever is out there might turn satisfied after eating him. "Werecats are wilder and much more savage than us werewolves. They can't be spoken or reasoned with, all they crave is blood, and they never hunt alone." "C-Cats who don't hunt alone?" My day is only getting worse. Blake nods. "They are like lions." I gulp and tap Blake meaningly on the back, causing him to spin around with his eyebrows heightened. I'm feeling like a kid looking up at their parent and expecting them to act as my shield.