Cat Noir Cataclysm Novels & Stories

I groan and clutch my chest as if I might physically hold my heart together if I press hard enough. The kitten jumps onto my bed and starts clawing my pillow with violent enthusiasm. I wish I could claw that stupid Chloe whore like that. “Okay,” I mutter, voice breaking, “so I may be heartbroken on top of this insane flu bug. Sue me.” I point a finger at the cat’s nose. “But it’s HIS fault.” The kitten — Doom (I kept his shelter name) — stops mid-destruction and rubs his little butt all over the pillow he just assaulted. He stares at me with those predator-green eyes.

I said accepting my drink from RJ and the fact that I couldn’t talk with Crispin at this moment. “Yes, we were, so I’ll start with Leo and move onto Lucy and then we need to talk about your appearance at court next week.” My dad says after putting his half-empty glass down. “Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.”

"But what happened out there is not something that can be easily forgotten. It was a dangerous situation and one that could have ended up with the three of you dead." A tear rolled down her cheek, and the baby kicked. Catalina smiled as she stroked her stomach, saying "See? She even knows it was a bad idea. I promise, baby. Mommy is going to make better decisions from here on out." Catalina laughed through her tears. "What exactly was that thing, by the way?" "It's a Deathstalker. Not to be confused with a species of scorpion found in Middle Eastern deserts." "What, now?" She giggled.

Alpha Torin didn’t dwell on his curiosity, he started following the cat, out of his room, out of his packhouse and through the forest in the darkness of the night. The cat darted ahead through the thick trees like it was on a mission. Alpha Torin couldn’t help but realize in that moment that the cat was supernatural. Had the Luna’s been using it for some reasons? He had thought she adored it and bought it. They hadn’t walked far when h the cat suddenly halted and started meowing violently and relentlessly.

She decided it was time to bring some order to the room. “I am Katalea. I am the alpha of the Freedom Pride and Dakari here is my mate. We are werecats and, here I speak for myself, am very intrigued to meet you all” Dakari nodded and chimed in, “A few days ago, we discovered an ancient book. It has not even been taken from the ancient oilcloths that wrap it, but here you all are, already knowing. I, for one, am anxious to hear your explanations.”

We rush over to her, noticing the eye on Nova’s forehead has opened, and when Caterina looks up at us, it’s with white pupils. “I…I can’t see!” she screams out, feeling the air when Kai cups her face. “Kai, I can’t see! I can’t see!” Blood drips from her eyes this time as she uses her own claws to scratch at them, screaming all the while. I’m frozen in place at what is happening right now, not knowing how to respond to this situation at all. Nova sits up, all three of the eyes open and looking straight at me, then turning to Caterina.

Cat whispered, her voice sounding like grinding stones. "It is a forgery!" Elias roared, sweeping the tablet off the desk and shattering it against the wall. "Vane is using your own awakening against you! He wants you to hate me so you’ll turn to him!" "Maybe I should," Cat said, her eyes fully gold now. She looked at Elias—really looked at him—and saw the map of his soul. It was a labyrinth of guilt, obsession, and a love so dark it felt like a prison. She walked toward the balcony, her steps silent. She felt the fog outside calling to her, the energy of the forest vibrating in her new, sharp teeth.

I couldn't imagine how these two alphas didn't have a go at each other. "Of course. To embrace the animal makes us inhuman. He has his primal instincts now. He is dominant and wild. We're going to have him tamed again. We have such a bright specimen, it would be a waste of government resources otherwise, do you not agree?" Dr. Dawson put his hand against the wall and the specimen stimulated immediately. His low growl immediately turned into a roar as he charged against the wall. He rammed himself into the window so hard that I flinched wondering if it would crack. Seeing, there wasn't even a crack, he shoved his face against the glass blinders as much as he could see. His eyes twit

I reign in my shock at the expensive art hanging up, not really paying attention to where I am walking. Then I am colliding head on with what felt like a wall of granite. I glance up and look straight into the same smoky grey eyes that lurked in every corner of my dreams last night. Um. What. My brain is short-circuiting. “Wha— um. What?” Eloquent, Kat. He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused at my discombobulation. And, shit, I am staring. I open my mouth to try again, but nothing comes out.

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