Cat Noir Fanart Novels & Stories

The cat had odd-eyed eyes, one blue and the other yellow. “Good afternoon, lycan king and his apprentice!” “So you are the king of the cats here?” “Yes, my name is Snowy. I am a female cat, but I am their leader. You must be the red moon girl.” “My name is Jonea Rawling, you can call me Jonea.” “Okay, Jonia. I was just wondering what kind of person this stupid lycan would want to marry.” “Shut up, you ugly cat!” Daran said in annoyance.

He couldn't want me to continue doing his business when he was already exposed, right? I looked at the phone. It had a picture of Bam, and under it was titled Bam. It was Bam´s album. I looked at Arthur, and he nodded at the phone. “I'm giving you the privilege to check photos of Bam. You are the second person given such.” I swiped through the screen, wondering who was the first. “The first person or being is Kelvin, Liam’s cat. He is bigger than Bam, and for some reason, that little shit goes nuts when he sees me. He only gets calm when I show him Bam. Maybe they could be best friends too.”

“Stop it…you can probably guess my form…if you haven’t already.” Ruben’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, baby girl, do not tell me you are a bona fide living breathing Neko?” Kat growled and wrenched her head away from Ruben’s grasp. “Don’t compare me with that fantasy anime crap!” Ruben gazed at her wondrously. “Christ, it’s true…?” He breathed as he looked at her embarrassed heated reaction. “Not in so many words…” Kat said folding her arms looking away, pissed. “Sweet thing…you have to show me…” Ruben breathed huskily.

"Misery loves company, my friend." Cat was wearing a thick collar of silver set with amethysts, similar to my necklace, and a bright purple ribbon was tied onto the base of her tail. She kept wagging it across the floor but the ribbon had been knotted so it wouldn't come undone and none of her efforts paid off. She gave a violent body shake; causing the collar to twist around. "I know just how you feel." I laughed. "It's time, Your Highness." Tiernan poked his head into the room, and his eyes widened when he saw me.

The alpha chuckled. "Can we adopt a cat too? " The omega tilted her head. "A cat? Do you like cats? " "I love them! " The girl beamed. "Don't you like them? " Keiran scratched his neck. "Umm… not really to be honest because you know, cats and dogs hate each other… so it's my instinct to do that. But don't worry, I can do anything for you. Even if it's a cat or a tiger, I'll give you whatever my beautiful wants,"

"Larry's son is only fourteen! I'm not mingling with anyone! I haven't even met him! I just gave him a box of chocolates for his birthday, and the kid was thoughtful enough to send a thank-you gift." Keegan cleared his throat. "Ah, I see." Stella huffed. Keegan scrutinized the drawing. "This is pretty good. Especially for a fourteen-year-old." Stella brushed off the jealousy in his tone. Keegan went on, "I remember you're handy with nature painting too. That tiger you did in the study was impressive." Then he added, "Better than this, even." Stella's face darkened. "I painted a British Shorthair. It's a cat! A cat!"

"Looks to me like you've strayed too far my kitten" ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××

"It is!" I glance to the fire pit and retrieve my own matching cup to get a better look at the image. In the middle, two pieces of text arch to form an almost circle. The top piece reads "Tom's Tiki Lounge" while the bottom lists a website for Tom's. The middle of the circle is the most amazing. Smack dab between the two font arches, in full color, is a picture of a grey striped tabby cat sitting upright. Trey turns his own cup to see what I'm so excited about. "It's a cat?"

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

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.