Cat Noir Novels & Stories

My wolf is not, even I feel that my wolf is an albino wolf. Kitty has white fur that is slightly dreadlocks but not rough, she has claws that are sharp but not strong and sharp, she also has paws and hands that are colored like bubble gum. There’s no way if my wolf is an omega from the common people can look so luxurious and beautiful like that, right? And from the start Kitty had a necklace with a scarlet pendant instead of a yellow shoulder strap. “Forget about this for a while, Kate. You have to prepare a few things for the dinner party.”

She turned around to face the door, took a deep breath, and cracked open the door. Errrrr Errrrrr Urrrrrrr The door squeaked. She felt the door push open a bit and she felt something rub up against her leg. She jumped back into Beau's arms, burying her face into his chest, shouting, "What was that?" He looked down at her, chuckling, saying, "Take a look." She turned around and looked down, seeing a white kitten laying on the floor. She looked back at Beau, saying, "Beau you didn't." He chuckled, saying, "I did." She looked back at the kitten, kneeled down onto the floor, and picked her (the kitten) up, looking into her (the kitten's) eyes, seeing that one eye was green and the other eye was

Maria bathes the cat, looks at the nametag hanging from its collar, and sighs, “Your name is Eny? …Aren't you a male cat?" The fat cat tilted its head, meowing freely for two hours, that's right, Eny is a male cat, pregnant like a female cat, a pregnant male cat!

The nasty being finished grinding off the bones as well as the flesh, the sound like a soothing balm to my bruised ego. She starts screaming for more. "That's enough for today, but just pray the next victim comes soon" I tell the hyena and just as obedient as everyone is to my words, she went back into her cage and sits down. See, even the animals know who to mess with. My mind went back to that misery of a creature. My cousin's wife. "Welcome to the family, you are sure gonna love your stay here as I would make everyday more than hell to you" I promised, crushing the liquor glass in my hand and a few strands cut through my hands but I don't give a fuck about it.

School holidays were when Catherine felt absolutely grateful because after her thesis works, she finally gets to attend to the mystery she’s been wanting to solve for years now. Finally, she’s got her hand on the flash drive that contained the CCTV footage, and she reached Tacky’s apartment door. She knocked in a special pattern for Tacky to know that it was her. After a few seconds, the knob of the door twisted and Tacky welcomed Catherine with a smile. “So,did you have it?”

I thought I will forever be alone in this life. [Not anymore. Now that I found you.] "PURRRRRRR" the white cat purred shyly, if it just possible for a cat to blush, then she might be red from head to toe now. "MAAAAAAWWWRRRRRR" Nero opened his mouth and produced a roaring sound. Something common for the feline family to do when they were trying to express their deep emotion. MAAAAAWWWWWRRRRR" the white cat roared back loud enough to match Nero's call. This was the same sound the alarmed Niccoli and forced him to search for his cat.

The cat comes out purring rubbing herself against Ghost's long legs. "She's a Norwegian forest cat. White ones are rare. They're usually tri-colored or dark gray," Leelie tries to sell him on it. "Made a dent in your pocket," "You better keep the hair under control," he points at me. He steps back and is about to walk out when the cat meows loudly. He looks back at her. The cat goes over to him rubbing herself on Jayk's legs. Jayk crouches down to pet her and I swear she falls in love with him in that instant because she rolls over pawing at him. He smiles rubbing her belly.

said Wenny who started teasing. "Ummm, maybe! Then now there are two hungry cats!” the answer teased back with saw Wenny. "Me? Emm__ is the one cat with three colour and the other one is an orange cat, which is hungry because its mother is gone! Hahahaha” Wenny said with laughing. "No! I am a noble Persian cat, you filthy scum cat! Yes, right!" said Ilona. "Ups! No way! I'm a Persian cat, you're an Egyptian cat without fur! Not cute!” protested Wenny.

It mewed again and made its way across the floor to Dillon, where it proceeded to rub itself against his leg. “There you are,” Dillon smiled as he bent down to pick up the cat. Well, it looked more like a kitten, actually. It was beautiful, a cute little fluffy Siamese kitten with light gray fur and striking blue eyes. The cat purred as Dillon affectionately stroked its head. “Cassandra, meet the Magical Ms. Mistoffelees. Or just Stoffs for short.” “She’s adorable,” I said, taking a step towards him. He passed me the kitten and it purred. “That’s quite the name,” I teased.

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.