Cat Pervert Novels & Stories

He reaches to grab me, and I snatch my hands back. "I already fu.cking told you, ChRiS is it? My fu.cking name is not Kitten, you creepy perv!!!! And I most definitely do not belong to you. " I holler at him with a growl. Where the hell did that come from?! Was that me?? Oh god I've turned into an animal… "Well Chris, it looks like your little whore doesn't want to be yours anymore. HaHa!" The handsome guy chuckles. His laugh was cute, but it definitely didn’t distract me from what he just called me…

I retorted, trying to keep my stern expression, but deep down, I wanted to take back my sternness from earlier. He was pouting right in front of me! Sheesh! He's tempting me! And I can't believe how much of a pervert I am! I quickly turned around, leaving him in the hallway. If I didn't, I might not be able to control myself and might kiss those tempting lips of his. Grrr. I'm such a pervert! Carefully, I opened the door, making sure no one was inside Casey's unit. Once confirmed, I entered. Daredevil as I was, I dropped all my shopping on the bed as I fell back.

Charlotte asked trying to figure out the reason behind her wolf’s wish. “Just trust me. Write it.” Her wolf snapped. Worried that she’d anger her more, Charlotte quickly put ‘fairies’ below ‘werewolves’ but she didn’t think that they were fairies amongst the species in her. She flipped the pages of the book again after her wolf’s weird behavior. The page opened to that of ‘werecats’. Charlotte was surprised at that. Werecats…huh! There’s no way that this is real, she thought to herself.

Cat laughed, “They are a little different than most, and you can ask whatever you want. I’m not embarrassed, and they are perfectly legal. First, I am an alternative model. It sounds weirder than it is, but because of my tattoos, that is how it is described. It is clear that I will not be featured in the JCPenney catalog, but I am preferred for certain clothing and accessories, as well as shoots specifically about tattoos. The other job is a little harder to explain. I am a dominatrix, but I am strictly hands-off. Some men like to be intimidated and controlled, and I just seem to have that presence.” “The modeling would explain why you can have two hours of sleep in three days and still look

Clenching a fist, the girl raised her hand about to punch when the man's voice interrupted again. "Want more than just a hickey?" The dark beads rolled to pay attention to the surrounding atmosphere that seemed lonely. He straightened his gaze then grinned satan, "I'm still strong to plant my seed in your womb." "SHUT UP !!" Nara screamed in anger. But the man was still unmoved with his hands against the wall. "You perverted boy! Just throw your seed on the barking cow out there!" The man just laughed. He took a few steps back, still laughing. "Too bad, I'm only going to share my seed with you."

Recovering, she pulled back and gave him a nasty look. "You're so—! You haven't changed at all! Even when you were in MNA and your memories haven't returned, you're like this! Whenever the two of us are left alone, all you want to do is to—" "To…?" "Ugh! Nevermind! Pervert!" Kieran shrugged. "Yes, I admit. But only to you. I guess it's my second nature." "Are you saying it's inborn? A pervert since birth?"

"Whether it is true or not‚ the damage is done. His name is poison now." He turned to face me fully. "Alpha Thorne‚" he said‚ and his voice dropped low and hard. "This council cannot allow a pervert to lead its wolves." The word hit me like a blade between the ribs. Pervert. My eyes flashed gold and the shift pressed so hard against my skin I could feel my bones threatening to crack and reform. My claws punched through my fingertips under the table and a growl ripped from my chest before I could swallow it. The wolves closest to me flinched. Even Hargrove took a small step back‚ his heartbeat spiking for just a second before he steadied himself.

“You are sending me out of your room because of that piece of crap? You know what, coming here was a huge mistake. I am leaving! I am going back to where I can be truly happy!” “Oh really?” Devilio asks, not moved one bit. “Yes! You can never make me happy; staying with you is just sex and vibes. That’s all! You are so boring!” Cath taunts. Devilio charges at her and it is at this point that she knows she fucked up. She screams as Devilio grabs her by the neck, squeezing the life out of her.

“Don’t know if you’ve seen him around. Big, grumpy, stupid handsome bastard. Always walking around like someone just pissed on his shoes.” “You’ve seen him, right?” she teased. “Big, grumpy-looking bastard. He’s always scowling like somebody killed his puppy.” She laughed again, a warm, wicked sound. “Big head. Big cock. Bigger attitude,” Caterina said with a wink. “Yeah, that’s my man. My pain in my ass But he doesn’t mind that I like girls too. He actually thinks it’s fucking hot. Watches me sometimes. Joins in sometimes.” Isadora’s eyes widened, her face burning.

Catherine announced. "I'll go too. She's not bad." Another pervert said. "I'm a zillionaire." More mocking laughs. "I-I'm not a-available." Fear and humiliation had my tone trembling. "You became available the moment you stepped out of your room and got in my way. I warned you." Catherine said with a mean smirk. "Just be good and they won't hurt you. You're a whore after all, what's two dicks in your pussy?" I shook my head. "N-no."