Cat Beastars Novels & Stories

Tev winked at him. What in the Devil? “What are you getting at?” Bast leaned up. Intrigued. Tev is nothing if not ever clever. “If the girl has a weakness for cats and you have a weakness for, she…Perhaps, were you a kitty you’d have more opportunities to be close to her…” What? “I am a cat.” Bast blurted. Tev sent a quick look over his shoulder. “Does she know that?” No. Bast gave a satisfied purr in his throat as he slumped back, registering Tev’s implications.

“I don't see anyone.” “Just close the window, please.” My mind is still anxious. The thought that someone is always with me scares my mind too much. Not because I am a coward, but I am worried the stalker might find out about my real identity. He closes the window and comes back to me. “I will ask Sean to keep an eye on you.” My head nods. As he kisses my lips one more time, we continue until early morning, fucking each other the whole night shamelessly. The next day, it was time for another competition. Fighting a beast. Lozark had brought that beast from another pack. They're known for their barbaric nature. Huge like bears, cruel like lions, has sharp fangs like vampires, and resembles th

Carissa steeled her voice; she was unwavering, and they began to sense that she was much wiser than her short years would suggest. “Very well. We will take our leave now.” The council rose to their feet and headed for the door. The head council member paused before exiting during the negotiations. He turned to CC, his brows scrunched in obvious upset. “Be careful how far you push in the future, Miss Carter. You may not like the pushback.” Beast rattled the room with a heavy roar. He did not take kindly to his mate being threatened by a paper-pushing bureaucrat. “I suggest you be careful with who you push, Councilmen.” She offered Beast a small smile as she laid her hand on his arm to calm hi

I didn’t know the harsh unyielding brute before me, something awful had to have happened. Bas found his voice finally. “They were gonna do worse to her!” Bas protested. “You wouldn’t let that happen, so neither would I,” he argued. Wrong answer, The Beast wasn’t reacting to Bastian’s words but his attitude, Bastian’s wafting dominance attempted to cut through Wyatt's aura and failed, yet it flared again. Wyatt wasn’t in a sane mindset, I realized as his belt snaked through the loops of his pants. My heart skipped a beat. Not on my watch.

“Yeah, a wild one.” “She’s my pet. She doesn’t bite, I promise.” That was a fucking black panther. Or jaguar. Or Whatever. “You can’t just own murder mittens, isn’t it like illegal?” The beast rubs against Ben like a housecat. “What are you going to do, call the cops?” he says, reaching into the freezer for his lemon ice cream. No wonder the whole house smelled like expensive lemons. “She wouldn’t bite you,” Isabel whispers, trying not to laugh at my fear.

How could he have possibly imagined he’d fall into a pit after destroying all those worm beasts? “Meow! Hey, this aura… How is there an aura like that in this secret realm?” asked a cat-like figure lying lazily on a large tree. The white cat looked down at several beasts kneeling with their heads bowed toward it. They were all beasts of the Emperor’s Realm, yet in the presence of this small white cat, they possessed neither the strength nor the ability to fight or flee from it.

"Last chance, little bird. Surrender and I'll make it quick." Aria raised her own gun, hands steady despite everything. "Come and take me." Isabella's smile transformed into something feral. "With pleasure." She fired.

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

Without a word, Mom quickly threw a glare at me before she went on reading. “Oh, my God!” Piper did it again. “What?” Mom snapped at her. Piper played the video of the news headlines, volume up. “Booker Beaver and his wife, Cali Laurier, have been arrested today by the FBI for the alleged involvement with a notorious foreign organized crime who is known for human and sex trafficking…”

Jax yelled from the upper catwalks where he was fighting off Raven enforcers. The Beast that was Marcus let out a sound that wasn't a howl—it was a scream of digital feedback. It lunged at Kael, the silver blades on its paws whistling through the air. Kael dodged, but the Beast was unnaturally fast. It swiped, catching Kael’s shoulder, the silver searing through his bandage. In the center of the Pit, Elara’s head snapped toward the sound of Kael’s grunt of pain. The violet in her eyes flared. She began to roar—a sound that shook the very foundations of the Foundry. The chains holding her wrists began to groan, the iron glowing red as her Berserker heat surged.