Cat Blanc Novels & Stories

Yeah, the more I think about it maybe I will. Later that day. I leave early with my mind made up and go to the pet store. I begin to browse the different pets and finally reach the cat department. There are so many little cuties I am going to have a tough time deciding. Then I see it. A sweet little greyish-white angora kitten and when it looks at me it has the bluest of eyes. I smile as I know that is the one, I want. There is a button on the wall to call for service and I push it and wait.

Looking at the black cat, Zephyr Khan's heart couldn't help but move slightly and he secretly cried out, "Oh no." Sure enough, at this time, something on Zephyr Khan’s body also let out an unpleasant cry. "Meow..." A white jade-like, palm-sized little guy quickly flew out of the storage ring of Zephyr Khan and then lay on the shoulder of Zephyr Khan like this. It was Meat Bun. "Damn it... Compared with that black-skinned guy, it is a real monster!"

"But I did adopt another cat yesterday. His name is Licorice. He's a four-year-old gray long-haired cat with blue eyes." Kaleb speaks into his microphone. "There's a sixth cat, Licorice. Gray." He presses the gauze against Willow's knees, and she tears open a Band-Aid with her teeth. Kaleb then addresses my best friend, "Princess Betty, Snicker, and Olivia are accounted for." Willow nods, visibly relieved. Suddenly, the door opens, and my heart leaps, thinking it's Lennox. But it's not. It's Blanca's bodyguard.

But I am sure people who have pets would know how hard it was to resist the puppy dog eyes. “Lycia Amoret! How dare you defy me and bring a dog into my house? Are you rebelling now? Where did you even find it?” she snarled, glaring at Wolfie. I know that was a lame name but hey I don’t have time to think of one, right now, and well technically he was a wolf.

Its fur was a stunning shade of gold, speckled with dark splotches. Rayna leaped on the animal without a second thought, sinking our teeth into its hide as we tossed it to the side. The cat slammed against the base of a tree, and I watched as the tree shuddered and groaned. The cat shook itself off, it’s almond shaped eyes narrowing with intelligence. The cat made this garbled whining sound before crouching low and pouncing. I had time to make out each razor-sharp tooth that protruded from its mouth, along with the thick, sharp claws that jutted out from its feet.

"Ning Fan, you bought a slave like you were supposed to. Let's keep this one. She's no worse for wear. She'll be my pet cat to amuse me when the hours get long. Cat?" Bingquing straightened herself and bowed, "Your servant is here." "Does my new cat have a name?" "Qing." "Qing? You'll have your own maid and a guard at all times. Take her to a clean room and call a doctor to tend to her burned hands. Also, the lady should have a bath." Ning Ren appraised her lazily before Ning Fan finally got him out of the room.

She said in the softest of voice ever. "A cat?" She nodded. "Yes, daddy. A small pink furry cat." Chloe and I chuckled. "I don't think I can find a pink cat, Ariana." She pouted. "What about purple? Or blue?" I could imagine the shade of purple or blue she had in her mind, and I was not about to have an animal dyed. "I can get you a white one. White cats are very cute." "Barbie has one." Chloe added, and Ariana's eyes lit up.

Cat fur started flying around since they were biting each other. In the end, Nathan held the new Persian cat in his arms. This cat belonged to Jessica initially, and its buttocks were burnt during a barbecue. It was abandoned since it was marred by a scar. Now, it was here with Hilda, and she named it 'Scorchy'. Nathan was touching the burnt cat's bottom when he saw Brian, who was recording each cat's progress.

I smile and drink on my water. "You're planing something stupid, Caty," Chase warned. I ignored him and I finished down my water in one swing. "You really want me to get a cat?" "Former: I am. Latter: yes, I really need you to get me a cat. I want one with green eyes. A Balinese Cat maybe? I heard they're hypoallergenic. I'm not really sure," I agreed. "I have a talk at NYU today. I've decided to eat lunch out with you, and I need you to book me a manicure-pedicure at Downtown."

“So you got a kitten today. Tell me about it?” “Well it’s a girl. She’s really small with blue eyes. She is all white with orange, and black spots. Dee-Dee called her a calico. She’s about two months old. She is sweet, but shy. I….um…had actually called you to let you know I had to make a big purchase today to get what I needed for her. I’ll find a way to pay it back. I’ll get a job if I have to.”