Bloody Jack Battle Cats Novels & Stories

One of the vampires shrieked, and Black ran towards them with angry eyes and slashed at him, wanting to separate his head from his body if it wasn't for his treachery from behind. Aaron turned with him to support him, as the Alpha could not fight them alone. That is impossible! Zayn backed away and howled so loudly that the vampire retreated backwards with great fear. This howling is a call to the rest of his flock!!! One of them turned with wide eyes when he saw a large horde of wolves running in the distance headed by his Jack betta wolf and his father Stephen Black immediately transformed and wore what one of his wolves threw his teeth at him carelessly and hurriedly while his wolves foug

“What’s the cat’s name?” “Jack. His owner’s obsessed.” “Jack, like the one from Titanic?” I ask her. She looks me dead in the eye. “No. Jack, as in Jack the Ripper.” She opens the door, and we finally go inside. The black cat, Jack, is in the hallway, staring at us. “Why Jack the Ripper? He doesn’t seem that bad.” I move closer to pet him, but the cat hisses and tries to scratch me. I jerk back, eyes wide. “Holy crap, this cat’s worse than Amanda with a cross!”

She politely introduced herself, before clearing her throat. “As you will all know, myself and the Alpha’s of the Blood Moon Pack have recently competed in the first Battle of the Alpha’s for over a century where the winning Alpha takes ownership of both Shadow and Blood Moon. I’m sure you will all know by now that I, Alpha Brielle of the Shadow Pack, was crowned the winner.” She concluded, before giggling as an eruption of cheers and applauses broke out through the crowd by the Shadow Pack.

I said to the little kitten, who'd come to know her name was Gladys. "Girl, who do you think you are? Stepping on our territory like you're all that?" The first angry bird said, glaring at me like I was supposed to cower or something. "Excuse me?!" I dragged the words. "You wanna know who I am uh, you wanna know?" I almost reached out to slam her stupid head on the desk until I remembered it was my first day. I let my shoulder sagged and returned to my seat. Angry bird two snickered, "Cassie, Heather would be proud. You put the pompous bitch in her place."

"Because it's f*cking fun! So I would enjoy it if you put up a damn fight, my fellow Alpha. Or do you lack basic combat skills? What about your son? He seems more formidable than you ever were." "Not my son—" "Alpha," someone called from behind the door. It creaked open and a male strode across the room. He wasn't just covered in blood—he was drenched in it. "Good news, Cillian?" "Yes. The Luna and the pups are dead. It was too easy." My father's bellow of agony and rage would live in my head until the day I died. I felt it, too, felt their loss in my chest, in soul.

Something landed on the roof of the truck with a bang, distracting the feral before a blur of gold jumped onto the black and sable wolf. A flurry of snapping teeth and snarls erupted from the two wolves as they fought. Lucas was stunned. It took a moment to realise that the thing attacking the feral was another wolf. A much bigger one. Where had this this one come from? They were clearly a werewolf but not one Lucas recognised from the files they had on the Blue Mountain pack.

More than once, I glance over and catch Dan's green eyes watching me move. It is eight o'clock, the last five hours flying by in a mirage of dinner and wine and dancing like idiots in our living room. Dan and Audrey are currently sitting on the couch and I am sprawled out on my back on the carpet giggling about nothing. "I think Kat might need some water if she's going to make it to the club tonight," Audrey laughs as I lay there. "Hey now, I am totally fine!" I argue. "I am a little tipsy."

"The battle will take place in the clearing. I don't want you anywhere near it, do you understand?" I nod just as he turns his back, starting to go toward the pack. His strides grow faster and longer until he’s almost running. As he reaches a tree stump fallen over the path, he jumps over it. In mid-air, the shift takes place in the blink of an eye. He lands on four paws, tangled inside his clothes.

The Atlantian guards infront of the door were doing their best to fight off the combination of freaks and Vampires that had accumulated infront of the door, but they were slowly falling one by one. It took no time for me and the large werecat to jump into the battle and begin our assault on the dark forces. As I fought with my hands, having no elemental resources to pull from, the large werecat let out a ferocious roar that made the tunnels around us rattle as it echoed down them. Before long many other werecats were there with us, immersed in the battle ripping the Vampires and freaks apart with their sharp teeth and even sharper claws. The screams of those dark creatures would forever be i

Jack holds Darrell tight and starts chanting some words. "Go, go, please," Catherine said to Jack as she faces the beast squarely. "No..oo," little Darrell screams. Catherine took a high jump and landed on the back of the beast, she stabs the beast with the sword and the beast grunts in pain, wiggled his body and Catherine fell on the ground, she felt weak and confused as the beast smiles evilly at her, with the thought of devouring her.