Black Cat Energy Woman Novels & Stories

“We've established that I don't respond well to threats.” The other Kael laughed quietly. “She's right.” The first Kael nodded. “Very right.” For the first time, the First Soul almost smiled. Then the black star opened. Not like an eye. Like a door. Something stepped through. It wasn't enormous. It wasn't monstrous. It was a person. A woman. She appeared to be in her late twenties, with long dark hair and completely black eyes. She wore a simple white dress that seemed to move even though there was no wind. Her bare feet touched nothing.

A twisted combination of wolf and darkness, its body shimmering with black energy, it was unlike anything I had ever seen. "What is that?" With a quivering voice, Chelsea inquired. "An abomination," Dominick remarked in a chilly tone. "By means of black magic." Unexpectedly, the beast attacked, its claws tearing through the air. Dominick shoved me away and snarled fiercely in response to the assault. "Remain back, Lisa!" He yelled while using his claws to cut the beast. "No chance," I whispered as I moved to his side, holding my blade firmly. Dominick's POV

Greed, Envy, and Wrath attempted to attack her simultaneously, but with a flick of her wrist and a gust of smoke-like energy, they were all sent sprawling to the ground. The spirits groaned, their forms flickering weakly as they looked up at the old woman. Then, as they watched, the old woman began to change. Her frail exterior melted away, her figure becoming youthful and alluring, her aura shifting to something both dangerous and intoxicating. Wrath's eyes widened as realization dawned. "Lust..." he spat, his voice filled with a mix of fear and disgust. The woman, now radiating seductive energy, smirked down at the defeated spirits. "Hello, boys," she purred, her voice like silk. Biting he

Replied the woman as she looked down at her pale hands and her black veins popping out of it due to dark magic. Alpha sighed hearing the women. "But there is a way" The women muttered under her breath as she slowly looked up to the Alpha who frowned and started at her to continue. " I need that golden energy " Continued the woman spoke as she turned her head towards her hand then back at Alpha. " What golden energy?" Asked Alpha as he listened to her carefully. " Do you remember that child last of the golden tribe, I need her energy. Find her for me" Requested the woman as she sat straight.

"What did you do to Zack, Maddie, and Dorian?" "They're all unconscious, but do not worry. Human is not on our appetite tonight." The blonde serpentine woman slithered her long tongue with a hungry gaze, her accent was one of East-European, Scandinavian even. Her thin bony-cheeked jawline and bulky arms were slinky but almost beefy. Her reptilian subordinates were incredibly intimidating, hissing and snarling nefariously. The Nymph-let brunette triggered her hands into emitting green energy in defense mode.

she menacingly said and crumpled her hand towards their direction as if it was them she was crushing in her hand. “What did you do?” Yahya asked the woman. Monma turned to her, fake surprise shown on her face. “You’re there! I thought it was dust,” she said and she maniacally laugh. “This--!” Yahya restrained herself but the corner of her lips rose in annoyance. “I’m going to tell you anyway,” the woman said, “It’s not only you who brought companions after all. From the trees in the forest, a woman wearing white clothes went out. “She’s Black, and she brings the night, she’s a rare aberrant! So nice right? Her name even fits her well,” Monma excitedly stated.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The woman's smile widened, and she began to chant in a strange, guttural language. Dark energy crackled around her, and I felt a sense of dread washing over me. I knew instinctively that she was a witch, and she intended to use her dark magic against me. As she continued to chant, I could feel the energy in the air shifting, and I knew I had to act fast. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes and embraced the wild, untamed power within me. In an instant, my body began to shift and contort, my bones rearranging and my muscles stretching as I transformed into a magnificent white wolf.

The fact her zap of energy didn't activate the Kedorine 5 known as K-5, the chemical that turns us into our mammoth beast size, is disconcerting. The woman's eyes jump to King. She remains silent and lowers her gaze. Without conscious thought, I wave my hand, "Leave us." King's Beast energy rolls over me in stabbing waves nothing like the woman did to me a moment before. He's letting me know he isn't happy with my command. Regardless, within seconds, both he and Landan are gone and I'm alone with the woman. I focus my attention squarely on her. My eyes form small pinpoints of flashing irritation. "I do not like repeating myself," I say in precise English. "What is happening or what happened

Kaelira was on her feet in a blink, knife in hand, heat coiling—measured. He lifted a palm: easy. Footsteps approached—one set, careful but not predatory. A figure resolved at the edge of the blind ward: a woman in travel-stained gray, hair matted with ash, eyes hollowed by not enough sleep and too much certainty. She carried no banner. Only a satchel and a scar. Kaelira’s wolf came forward, nostrils flaring. Human. Witch-marked, faintly. Not Dominion. “State your name,” Zevran said, voice mild as a winter lake.

I wink at her, and we both start laughing just as Ella comes down the hall. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Work is kind of slow tonight but watching some of the scenes going on is actually kind of interesting. I file them away to possibly try will Precious sometime. As I’m standing by one of the scene rooms, a woman comes walking up to me. She’s dressed in an all- black cat woman-like body suit that is accessorized with a belt that has a whip, cuffs, and a few other items secured to it. Her breasts are practically hanging out of the top. It’s easy to tell that she is a Domme or a Dominatrix as some people call it.