Cat Noir Cataclysm Novels & Stories

Opening the book on Lycanthropy, I tried to read it but I couldn't concentrate. I was starving. It had been almost twenty four hours since I had last eaten. I had been running on fumes and adrenaline since then. Suddenly, A knock sounded at the door. I closed the book and placed it on the couch as I stood up to go see who it was. I was surprised to see Cain standing outside my door holding a large plate of steaming food, a fork and a bottle of water tucked under his arm. "I figured you hadn't eaten," he said. "Mind if I come in?"

Not only that, Kater even attacked his beloved kitten, Fly, and almost pulled all its fur out. Hilda knew that she was at fault but Nathan had already left, and she couldn't possibly ask him to come back because of Kater. Therefore, she locked Kater in his cage to calm him down. Unexpectedly, he managed to chew through the cage bars and escape. He was like a ferocious wolf that ran out of the mountain, digging a hole through the door with its claw that was as strong as titanium. There were holes everywhere, as if a groundhog was let loose in the house. Kater even rushed into the living room and scooped out Connie's old tortoise from the huge fish tank in the living room and threw it into the

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Bringing his index finger to his mouth, he signals to me don’t make a sound, and I nod furiously and clasp my hands over my mouth. Dante’s red eyes flicker back and forth around the carriage, he closes the drapes and then leaves to investigate. I shiver, hot and somehow cold as all is quiet. The screaming begins. I’ve heard the screams of the animals when I had the displeasure of walking past the servant’s quarters as they struck the animals, but it was always a fast death, never meaningless. This was senseless, his screams were long, and my curiosity overpowered my fear when I looked out the frosted window.

Kayla was just three years old then and the weather was too perfect to not go on a walk. He just happened to be walking his dog that day, a very cute brown and white collie that even I could not help but admire. I must have been staring for quite too long, because before I knew it, Kayla had torn her hand away from mine and was dashing towards the dog at amazing speed. I swore under my breath and chased after her. My little girl was a very passionate animal lover even at such a young age, but my only concern in that moment was to make sure the dog didn't harm her in any way. flashback

"One path is to become the Alpha Female, the strongest force of destruction. The other is to become a Moon Blessed, the one who carries on the bloodline. Between you sisters, who will rule through slaughter, and who will rule through reproduction?" Beneath the Moonfall Sanctum lay a desolate continent, ravaged by curses. The land was gray and barren, not a single blade of grass in sight. In the distance, shattered packs barely clung to existence. The werewolves were gaunt, skeletal. This was the world we were about to descend into. Memories from my past life surged forward like a tidal wave. Camilla hadn’t hesitated for even a second. She chose Alpha Female. Back then, she glanced sideways a

It arched it back, extended its claws and bared its fangs. The figure in black stretched out its arm and in an instant, the cat was lifted off the ground. It became immobilized and started to meow in distress. The figure slowly closed its fist, causing the cat to let out a piercing multisyllabic yowl. The cat was being choked and strangled telekinetically by the hooded figure. “Olivia Summers, you have been nothing but a disappointment,” the first figure tsked. Alarm crossed the cat's face but it was too late. The second figure then clenched its fist and the cat disintegrated to ashes.

David pushed open the basement door, a place that still gives him pure happiness. The memory of him tearing Morton apart limp from limp is still fresh in his mind. A pound smile made its way on his face as he got in. The scene inside looks way familiar. Same as previous time a figure on the ground, scared and trembling. "P-please, I didn't do anything." Came the voice. It seemed tired. Well, she has been here for so many days. "Catlin Snow. The orphan who took shelter in Blood Moon pack. Originally from Red Dome pack. Have one son and my mate is dead. Record of being a traitor." He crouched down to her level.

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.

And you are a whore," he says, deeply hurting her. But this is the drop that filled the glass. Cath has never felt so insignificant and unimportant, and looking him in the eye she says, "You don't give me a choice" and she lowers her head, letting her tears fall and panicking at Kenneth who realizes what's next. "I Catherine Carter, alpha wolf and daughter of alpha Steve Carter of the Rocky Mountain Pack, reject you alpha Kenneth Kyle, prince of werewolves" and falls to her knees under the weight of her decision.