Cat Named Ghost Novels & Stories

Surprisingly, the cat was very big, almost as big as my wolf. It wagged its long tail slightly and walked towards me with elegance and playfulness. I knew right away she was Sibyl. "You're a calico cat." I swept her with my tail. "Is this your spirit form?" The calico cat gently "Meow" a few sounds. I understand what she means. "It's me. It's my spirit form." She came up to me and rubbed gently against my hair. Her movements seemed magical, and I felt sleepy in the sun.

Meow. Dante turned his attention to the balcony, spotting a silhouette of a feline pawing at the door. Confused and curious, he opened the curtain to find a calico cat staring up at him expectingly. Unsure of what to make of it, he closed the curtain on the cat and went back to sit down when it pawed at the door again. This time a bit more insistently. When he opened the curtain once more, the cat simply cocked its head at him. He opened the door and the cat bolted in and stood near the fireplace, shaking its fur.

The multi-layered barrier that was protecting my house is destroyed from the outside. …It seems like a guest has arrived. “Stay here, both of you.” I ordered. “Nya.” With that said, one of my pets, The Black Cat (also known as The Misfortune Cat), Felix, seems to have stepped into my house from the backyard, and is now standing next to Restia`s feet. “It's not your doing, is it?” I asked her. “No, nya.” Then, what sort of bizarre beast would come all the way here…? Unless… it isn't a beast.

He smiles rubbing her belly. "You two are insane," Leelie scoffs when he walks off. The cat states declares her allegiance to Ghost and follows her around. "She's so fluffy," I smile, opening up the tower box. "What are you going to name her?" "Cat," I shrug. Ghost growls at me not liking it. "Fish?" Leelie asks. Ghost growls again letting the cat paw at her ear. "What the hell is wrong with you, Ghost? You're not a person," I glare at her.

She was still breathing. “Thank goodness, she's still alive,” the ghost grimaced and let out a deep sigh. “Bro, what are you doing? Who cares if she's dead?” Tiger fumed at the ghost. He was yet to understand the sudden affection from the ghost. “Stay out of this, mate. You're losing your mind,” the ghost yelled at Tiger and pushed him on the chest. After scanning the room, Ghost found a bucket filled with water. Without hesitation, he took the bucket and emptied it on Ciara's body.

Scar’s weak, terrified voice echoed from the darkness. Ghost’s heart sank. “Scar...” Scar blinked, eyes widening in disbelief. “Gh... Ghost...” Ghost rushed to the cage, pulling at the gate. “Even the devil can’t catch me.” “Oh my God! It’s really you, Ghost!” Scar rambled in disbelief. “You’re here! You’re alive! Those bastards couldn’t get to you.” Ghost grinned widely, continuing to fumble with the gate. “The key, the key is with the ugly...”

As he was gradually adapted to the light, Samuel was even more stunned. It was a huge cat curled up there, its body like a mountain. It was completely black, and as it breathed in and out, it caused the enormous cave to feel cold and hot. "This... this... this is too fucking big, isn't it?" Samuel was stunned. "That's the corpse guarding spirit cat!" Inside the giant tripod, the ginseng baby said with lingering fear. Obviously, this guy was pretending to be calm. "Don't wake it up, or we'll all die," continued the ginseng baby.

Because, good sex or not, purring wasn't a normal reaction for her or anyone she knew. "I am Acat, warrior and chief in training for the Luunaa Xtaabay tribe." "The what?" "Your English translation would be Moon Ghosts." "And I am his trusted second, Chaob." "Moon ghosts? As in legendary tribe of shape-shifting warriors?" They nodded. "We're also both your mates," her big lover announced.

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

Instead of telling the entitled feline that he was nuts, I simply turned to the ghost and yelled, “Hey! Stop cackling.” The ghost didn’t stop cackling, instead, she laughed harder. Surprised? Yeah, I am too. I turned to the telepathic feline, who by the way hadn’t opened his mouth during the entirety of this conversation. “Oops, it didn’t work. What’s next?” “Say it like you mean it.” I scoffed. “That won’t work. Don’t you get it? I have no authority over a freaking ghost!” “You have authority over all that live in this house, now get her to shut up before my ears get permanently damaged.”