Cat People Fantasy Novels & Stories

She whimpered and spoke low enough that he was not sure what she said. “Shhhh shhh.” He soothed against her hair. “I’m here, babe. I’ve got you.” One of the cats got on his chest and nuzzled her cheek. He then laid down on Knuckles chest between her neck and arm and began to purr. As always, the other two followed. Anyone that said cats were aloof, unfeeling and detached, had never seen cats as a familiar to a witch. Nessie would never call them familiars. Just as she would never call herself a witch. But in all honesty, that is exactly what they were.

He reminds me of one of the guys you see people hide from in the street out of fear, yet he seems so warm and kind. Looking at him, his tattoos, the piercings, everything, all I can think of is I want to devour him. Correcting myself, I want him to devour me. A smile starts to spread across my face, the thought of him devouring me. I am naughty, and Sir can see I am. Jackson’s body moves closer to mine. “Did I say you could fantasise about him? No, so I wouldn’t push it if I were you, Kitten.”

Ruby praised smiling at her transformed familiar who coughed out a few feathers. "I still can't believe that the tiny weird cat you call pet is a large monster-murdering winged panther. Guess you can't really judge a cat by his size." Aleister commented watching the feline monster fly up and take on a murder of nevermore all by himself to cover them both. "You didn't really think that I'd get a useless familiar who eats a ton, did you?" Ruby questioned spinning her scythe to slice off a wendigo in half.

Its golden coat shimmered with static electricity , while its whiskers smoked and singed . Chelsea however wasn't impressed , ofcourse she wasn't ! Compared to Rogue's huge flaming dragon and Felix's giant eagle , Felicia 's leopard looked like a little cat . Why was this canon fodder behaving in such a proud manner when her familiar was just a little kitty? Did this kitty has a trump card ? What Chelsea didn't know was that Felicia 's leopard could be considered big if not compared to The flaming dragon and the giant eagle . " Enchantress, Juniper " said Chelsea sounding quiet bored, infact she was indeed bored .If she knew that she will be going to fight this canon fodder then she wouldn't

When Kiara saw it , she understood right away that it wasn't a normal cat . " W...W.....What are you ?! " said Kiara with a surprised expression . " Miauuu...... " said the mysterious cat and lifted her tail up toward the first path . " You..................Do you know where I want to go ?! " asked Kiara and the cat nodded her head . Kiara gulped a little then looked at the cat again . Apart from her unique fur color , she had pointy teeth just like a vampire . ' This cat.........Can a cat be a vampire too ?!.............I have no other option ! This place is too big......I can't believe , I am actually following a cat . ' thought Kiara .

He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline. This subculture of Supernaturals was as diverse as it was majestic, boasting a lineage that included weretigers, werelions, wereleopards, werecheetahs, and even some domesticated cats. Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios.

As annoying as this woman is she still brings pie to me during Thanksgiving when I'm too lazy to go visit my mom. "Oh, Chloe how are you? Have you seen Pearl?" She has that worried look on her face. Of course, I haven't seen Pearl, I never see her why can't she realize that her cat leaves the house and comes back at will? Cats aren't like dogs, cats are independent creatures. They can survive out there. Who knows maybe Pearl snuck out to see her boyfriend. I can't wait for her to come back pregnant, that will be a huge twist.

The Ghost hummed, having a wraithlike smile on his now visible lips. Heather eyed the cat who had gotten extra-large since she last laid her eyes on it. It looked at her with such hatred, that she could have sworn the obnoxiously arrogant animal intended for her to turn insanely dramatic into believing—she was the cat from Matt’s show. Through some twisted fuckery of events, the imagination of the script writer had culminated into an atrocious reality, which no one would trust, unless they’re barmy. “No, that can’t be true.”

"When a fae has lived for several ages, the feral part of us grows stronger." "Feral?" She asks. "Like a cat?" "A cat? More like a primal creature that relies on instinct and basic needs." "So, a cat." She nods. "The only cats I know of are the shifting panthers of the Twisted Pines, and I suppose they are somewhat feral, but are more known for cheating at cards than anything else." I stand in front of her and press a hand to her cheek where a scratch veers toward her ear. "I'm so sorry you saw me like that, little one. Are you hurt?"

Ves coughed awkwardly and shamelessly answered, "I was involved in its creation, yes. Lucky is unique and isn't for sale, but if you're interested in my other creations, how about you take a look at my Phantasm?" As groups of squealing girls tried to pet and take pictures with Lucky, Ves allowed them to do so as long as they behaved. The cat seemed to lap up all of the attention, as if he was making up for the times when Ves appeared too preoccupied with his work to play with his pet. Nonetheless, the steady stream of girls allowed Ves to conveniently insert a few mentions of his products. "Be sure to search for the Fantasia 2R Phantasm when you visit the in-game market! It's the perfect mec