Cat Noir X Ladybug 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.

Elena hugged the cat, turning her face away from him. "You started it. There wasn't a whole litter. Just this one." Luke leaned back against the pergola post. He took out his lighter, spun it once around his fingers, but didn't light it. "One's not enough for you? Greedy." He glanced at her. "This one's a looker. Blue bicolor. Top of the line for Ragdolls. Prettier than all your jewels." Elena lowered her head, her face half-hidden in the cat's fur, her voice muffled.

Xyla felt very sorry for the maid. However, she found the things the maid said hard to believe. A creature with the smell of sandalwood hopped onto the maid’s face and scratched her eye. This was quite an unbelievable story. Looking closely at the maid’s injured right eye, Xyla also found two long scratch marks beneath the traces of blood… It looked like a cat’s scratch. Soon, the maid’s voice trembled even more. “Miss, please get someone to take me to the hospital…” Xyla immediately nodded while holding the maid’s hand. “Okay. I’ll take you there right away…”

“My pussy cat smells so good.” Pandora flinched, slightly amused by Kingston’s continued sniffing of her scent. The man wasn’t alone. He’d brought three kittens; cute and adorable. If Pandora had to guess, the face and build of the hybrid cat resembled a puma, but its markings and stripes were like those of a cheetah. “I want to hold one.” They were still small. Not nearly as intimidating as Kingston’s other cats. Pandora picked one up. She stroked the cat’s soft fur. She giggled as Kingston’s intense gaze fixed on her.

' thought Catherine . " What do you think I am ? " said Catherine with a warm smile . " Hmmmm.........My nanny usually reads me a book before sleep . In that book , there's a beautiful fairy that is in danger and a powerful dragon warrior will save her from the bad people . Are you the fairy lady ? " said the little dragon boy curious . " Since you say I am the fairy lady then I am . Do you like fairies ? " said Catherine . The little dragon boy nodded his head in a sign of agreement .

I was about to turn and run back, but then I felt a presence behind me. I spun around and saw Caesar, his eyes glowing with rage. He was no longer a man, but a werewolf, his fur glinting in the moonlight. He was running towards me, and I knew I had no time to waste. I turned and sprinted towards the other side of the highway, my feet pounding against the pavement. I could feel Caesar's breath on my neck, his claws tearing at my clothes. He was so close, I could almost feel his hot breath on my skin.

She immediately handed over the cat to th lady who kissed it continously. "Shhh mama is here kitty. Mama wants you for herself". Clara inhaled Viper . She was angry to see the human girl touch her lover but even as she wanted to exert anger, her magic if cracked voice made her sound painful.

I assure him, we deal with the whole species, we know what to do with them. "She's not potty trained, I never bothered to train her, she drinks warm, only warm not hot bottles before bedtime, she loves her stuffy more than most people in hell. She also has every demon in my kingdom running away when they see her," Lucifer says, so small? So dependent? "Give us a month, the little one would be so attached to us, she won't even go to you," I say with a smirk hoping to win her heart soon. "She's a kitten, her ears and tail need special attention, imagine her a puppy that's going to take a thousand years to grow up," he says, and I nod, having a little one for so long would be a dream come true.

The other two figures, the ones with cruelty and bloodlust in their scents, are looking at us with amused expressions. They look like Niko and Bastien - same color hair, green eyes, high cheekbones, and tall build. They’re both dressed in black leather and holding silver-tipped whips in their hands. “Well,” one says and walks towards us with a smirk, crossing her arms. “If it isn’t my unwanted son.”

*LYCIA* There are days when I really hate my mother. “Absolutely not Lycia, I do not care that Travis just got his own pet Wolf for his birthday you are not getting one and that’s final,” she said conclusiveness evident in her voice. “Then what about a snake or a falcon, a kitten or a dog? Just anything would do! Please, please let me have one!” I tried compromising with the other options but knowing my mother she would say something along the lines that I wasn’t responsible enough to handle another life.