Cat Noir Posing Novels & Stories

"Enough. He's the captain. Just let it go and head home—I'll see you after I check in." He patted her arm, but Mandy wasn't about to let go. "Why don't you come over? I made cream soup to thank you for saving Momo." Momo, her fluffy Ragdoll cat. Wade hesitated, then nodded and tried calling me. But my phone was dead. Completely out. Annoyance flickered across his face. "Fine, playing games again. If you're not going to answer, then don't ever pick up," he muttered.

Three massive crocodiles sprawled at his feet. Back then, I'd run around like a rat, dragging my cats from hiding spot to hiding spot. Not anymore. Now I had guardians too. I straightened up and walked out, head high. "Need something?" Alan didn't even glance at me. His eyes locked on my cats. "I saw what happened upstairs. Your little mutts have some bite. Hand them over. I might let you live." I let out a cold laugh. "They're my cats. Why would I give them to you?"

Under the blue like of the aquarium with the shadows of moving fishes swimming over my bare skin; I could see the eyes of the man who had paid for me — cold blue eyes, motionlessly watching my every reaction. “Good evening.” I mumbled it under my breath. “I'm cat.” I touched my chest. He guided his gaze over the tight fitted belly top that hugged my boobs, and left a well defined cleavage at the top. That's exactly what he was looking at. Suddenly a thought popped up at the back of my mind. A game, actually. The corner of my lips pulled into a small smile. “I know a game,” I drew close, dropping to my knees slowly. I watched carefully as his eyes tailed my body, lowering until it was resting

He slid off his stool so fast he almost tripped over his own feet, scrambling toward a small, orange tabby that had stopped to sniff a chair leg. "Cats!" Leo gasped, hovering a few inches away from the animal, his hands twitching with excitement. "Can I touch it?" "Gentle," I warned, kneeling down beside him. "Hold out your hand like this. Let him sniff you first. If he likes you, you can pet his ears."

Raizen scolded, causing Aza to hug the cat she was holding. “Oi, you’re being harsh. He was just abandoned on the street, so I brought him home. He’s so beautiful, Onyx said he’s a Persian cat. Look,” Aza said, holding the cat closer to Raizen, causing him to retreat into the music room and approach the piano, his gaze fixed on Aza with hostility. “Fvck?! Don’t bring that animal near me?!” Raizen snapped, his gaze falling on the cat Aza was holding, causing him to look at her with bewilderment.

Only slightly though. Then, there was the matter of his appearance. As much as I wanted to deny that Haydon was absolutely attractive, I had to admit that he was nothing short of a walking male model, oozing absolute beauty from head to toe. Again, it did not make me like him, but made me hate him just a little less. Suddenly, I heard the loud sounds of purring and soon my black cat, Night made her way onto my bed. She walked slowly, her shoulder blades swiftly cutting through the air with her smooth, nimble movements.

"I heard you tried to touch her again and she stabbed you. I can see it in the way you are holding onto your chest. She will not come quietly. Yan Sha will slip away somewhere quietly where you'll never be able to find her again." "Wei, Jungpi, Yan . . . there are three that must fall. A cat is curious as to what is going on through the wall. I can lure the phoenixes and strange them in my wrist. Lion is only a bigger cat. The same tricks will get me the prize that I have been seeking for quite some time. If you doubt me, maybe you should stay here longer to recouperate."

Her smile looked forced. “I figured—this must be your first time posing for a photo,” said Raven. After one photo, he gave up and put the phone in his pocket. Gia’s pose looked odd. “How did you know?” Gia grimaced, showing her teeth. “Even my cat can strike a more intriguing pose than that.” Raven pointed to the corner of the garden where Gia had just been standing. “You really have a cat?” This was the second time Raven had mentioned it, and Gia thought he was only using the cat as a joke before.

The air was warm, filled with soft murmurs and faint squeaking sounds. Gold lay curled protectively around her newborn kittens, her large black body shielding them carefully. Her golden eyes lifted the moment she saw me, watching me calmly as if daring me to complain. Beside her— That shameless stray male cat lounged comfortably nearby, chewing lazily on food like he owned the place. My eye twitched. “Oh, absolutely not,” I muttered under my breath. Nyxara burst into laughter. “Oh, look at him,” she said, pointing at the male cat. “He looks proud.”

Cassandra’s POV Shit. ‘Bad kittie,” I hissed at the cat the moment I realized my camera had been turned on. Not knowing what else to do, I dove down, my head between my legs, trying to get my face away from the camera. Stoffs, not knowing that she’d done anything wrong, just curled up on the laptop. Everyone started cooing when they saw her. “Oh my, what a pretty little kitty,” I heard someone say. “Look at her. All snuggled up on the keyboard. Oh! She just yawned! I saw her cute little pink tongue. Are we boring you, little kitty?” someone else gushed.