Cassandra Cats Musical Novels & Stories

with anyone who would listen. "You can't go soft on a capitalist," she said. "As long as we stick together and make a scene, she'll definitely be scared. Trust me. Today, she'll give us what we want." Layla sat beside her, smiling politely and nodding along every now and then. At exactly 9:00 am, I walked into the conference room. Every pair of eyes snapped toward me instantly—some gleeful, some just watching for drama, some openly greedy. I walked to the front, ignored the prepared slides, and slowly scanned the crowd. Then, I said, "First, I'd like to apologize to everyone."

My girlfriend and best friend adopted a stray. She kept going to his place ever since. Whenever she did, she would have that look of impatience on her face as she said, "I would go over to his place, but that cat only lets me hold it." Blake Chaucer sneered. "You think I want you at my place? It's the cat that likes you, not me." They would squabble whenever they met up. Still, it didn't take long for her to memorize his door's passcode. She even remembered how he needed something warm before bed because he had a weak stomach. When she didn't show up on my birthday, she said, "The cat's having a fever, and he can't handle it himself." I held my resentment over our situation for a long, l

Cassandra seconded. “I’m all out for an overnight!” Angelica cheered. “I have to ask permission from my aunt first.” Toto pulled out a basic phone from his pocket. Cara took out her smartphone with a small dangling decoration of a white cat head. “I have to ask permission from my parents as well.” “Ya, ya ‘ave a pet cat?” Cassandra beamed at Cara who was busy typing a message. After pressing the send button, they began to chat while walking. “Come to think of it,” Devin suddenly spoke beside me. “Cassandra likes cats and her childhood nickname is Kitty. That girl, your newest member seems to like cats too.”

Let's give our boys a snack. I backed up, shaking. Was I really about to get ripped apart before the zombies even showed? Their teeth were huge. This was gonna hurt. The dogs lunged like they got the memo. Barking. Charging. Dylan clapped. "That's it! Tear him up!" Jaws wide. The stink of blood hit me. My legs locked. Nowhere to run. I shut my eyes. That's when the cats woke up.

CAT M'NOO cackled with her notoriously nasal laugh. Sympathy was offered by Lydia as the titters reverberated all through the room. CAT M'NOO was the leader of the catty girls' clique that hung around the casino, trying to catch herself a rich mafia husband and wasting her time bothering Kyoline's life. She went out of her way to belittle her almost the whole school she went to with her and it looked like she was determined to do the same thing now.

Charlotte, who had been strangely quiet throughout the entire journey, broke at the sight of Cathy. A choked sob escaped her lips as she lunged towards the bed. “Cathy,” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. She sat by her side, gently clasping her hands as though afraid someone would take her away. The creature servant rose from where it had been perched, its hollow eyes almost lifeless as it scanned them one after the other before settling on Lorin. It inclined its head slightly acknowledging Lorin. Lorin returned the gesture before speaking.

"It was at a charity gala. I saw a stray cat stuck in a tree and tried to help it down, but I slipped and almost fell myself. Caden caught me, and later, he asked for my contact." She finished, casting an affectionate glance at Caden. Victoria couldn't suppress a derisive snort. Cassandra had always hated animals. As a child, she'd even tortured Victoria's cat to death. The idea of her voluntarily rescuing a cat was absurd. Either this was a carefully staged performance by Cassandra, or she'd actually rescued the cat only so she could torment it later. Victoria's mocking laugh cut sharply through the quiet dining room. All eyes turned to her. Cassandra's expression faltered slightly before s

I didn't want Cassandra to feel embarrassed or belittled in any way. As Nuella's name was called, the DJ queued up Chris Brown's "Autumn Leaves," and she took the stage with confidence. Her voice carried the melody effortlessly, and the crowd erupted in applause as she finished her performance. David was up next, choosing Dean Lewis' "Waves" as his song. We all sang along, and Cassandra even got up to dance, pulling me along with her.

Oh, pretty baby don't bring me down, I pray Oh, pretty baby and let me love you, baby let me love you. A cute little black cat was swaying its hips from left to right. While his tail was wiggling in the beat as he sang the song. He keeps on fixing his whiskers at the front of the vanity mirror "Hey Nero,... what do you get there... You seem to be in high spirits lately, is there anything I need to know?" [Well, well, well,... I just got a piece of good news... Of course, I should celebrate.] Nero replied, but upon hearing her cat's reply, Audrey felt a little more confused and so she could not help but frown. They just got attack by harpies just a while ago. What could be the good news???

Seeing, smelling, or hearing had been difficult too. It felt like she was coming down with the flu. A fine tune pierced the air and Cassy's heart leaped at it, eyes going about the room, searching for the source of the music. To entertain the Alphas, Lino had brought musicians. But Cassy had barely been able to listen to anything that wasn't her heart slamming in her chest, or her raging voice in her head. The sound though...it made her want to dance. The Alpha noted the shift in her and his lips lifted, eyes glittering. "Dance with me, Lady Cassy."