Akatsuki Cats Novels & Stories

Kat snorted and cleared her throat after. “Didn't know when I became a celebrity.” “You'd have women drooling over you if you were Gojo Satoru.” Kat joked, sitting more comfortably. “Gojo Satoru? I think they'd be on their knees if I were Choso or Toji.” “You dream too much. You even have silver hair like Gojo so… it fits.”

I had rescued them, nurtured them back to health, and saved their lives. They stored energy ceaselessly, slept endlessly, and evolved further in the harsh environment, producing an even stronger offspring. They restrained their abilities so well that everyone assumed they were ordinary house cats. Until… the apocalypse returned. Their powers reactivated. The familiar game had begun. No sooner had I absorbed the story than a commotion erupted outside. "Where are the cats? Hand over the cats!" The landlord and several residents stood outside, three enormous crocodiles slithering at their feet.

We stay like that for a good minute before he turns around to snarl at the trees. Between two oak trees, a pack of werecats yowls at us. Their bodies are entirely human except for the hair covering their skin and their faces of different cat species—some look like lions, while others resemble tigers or panthers. Their chests are bare, muscular, and hairy. But what they all have in common is the ready-to-kill expression. I brace myself, ready to summon flames. But unfortunately, they outnumber us. Victory seems hopeless, which is why I find it endearing that Blake appears unwilling to leave my side—he is standing so close I could touch him.

As she turned green and fought not to heave, he chortled, pleased with himself. "Stop teasing her," Acat growled. "It is bad enough she treats her jaguar with such levity without you adding to the problem." "Oh ho, talking to me again, are we?" she sassed. "Ask some serious questions and I'll reply." She blew him a raspberry. "Lighten up, Mr. Kitty." "I thought we'd ascertained my name was Acat."

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Since both of the cats belonged to same ancient specie of cats, it did not take that long for Nero and Monami to find each other and meet again. Tracking each other's scents was all it takes for antediluvian cats to sense another presence of their kinds. Likewise, under the shade of the moonlight, the small cat that looks like a cotton was gazing on the stars. Facing her back at the approaching figure of Nero. Nero exhales a mouthful of air, relaxing. It was like he was attending his first date. He gently walks towards Monami, calling its name using the sweetest voice that he can muster.

Sasha blurted out. Aki shrugged. “Brown Slayers have full body tattoos, right? Well, it turns out Budo’s tattoos are non-tribal and resemble those of gangsters.” “What’s his spirit animal?” Sasha asked. “A hissing cockroach,” Aki replied. All three Slayers looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

I clicked my teeth together and fought against the pull, grimacing when one of Atlas's blonde eyebrows raised. "A stray kitten wandering around my house." Atlas commented, the corner of his sinfully full lips twitching. His voice had been everything I remembered, and so much more. His voice alone could be my undoing, if only he knew the right words to say. Deep, and somewhat raspy. Alluring and guarded.

"Who the hell is Romeo?" "You haven't met him? He's an adorable white cat with violet eyes. He stole my heart as soon as I saw him. Skylar is the alpha male cougar that is watching us right now" Kai laughed harder. "You hear that buddy?! She's given you two names already" 'Wow, I feel honoured' Yuka said telepathically. The trio conversed like they had been friends for years and for the first time, Hazel felt like she truly belonged.

Smith’s POV “You are probably wondering why I am doing this. Melissa, you know I didn’t finish the story?” Melissa’s POV I have long forgotten the ending of the story, so I didn’t know whether he finished it or not. “The lion took care of the antelopes calves, just to later sacrifice them to other lions. That’s true revenge!” he said clasping my shoulder. A cold shiver and sweat ran down my back. “Do you know who Kate is?” he asked me. I really think that he has lost it. Kate is my son Albert’s girlfriend. “What do you mean?” I asked him.