Cat's Eye Novels & Stories

My girlfriend and best friend adopted a stray. She kept going to his place ever since. Whenever she did, she would have that look of impatience on her face as she said, "I would go over to his place, but that cat only lets me hold it." Blake Chaucer sneered. "You think I want you at my place? It's the cat that likes you, not me." They would squabble whenever they met up. Still, it didn't take long for her to memorize his door's passcode. She even remembered how he needed something warm before bed because he had a weak stomach. When she didn't show up on my birthday, she said, "The cat's having a fever, and he can't handle it himself." I held my resentment over our situation for a long, l

Papers beside the laptop, some of them marked, some of them blank, some of them covered in the small dense handwriting she recognized from childhood. On the desk, sitting perfectly still on the far corner with its yellow eyes open and reflecting the light, was a black cat. It looked at the three of them entering the room with the supreme indifference of a creature that had decided long ago that human activity was beneath its full attention. Monica looked at the screen on the wall.

She quickly lean on Catherine's shoulder. "I got scared... Cathy". Muka added. Cathy lift Muka's head. Her bangs almost covered her face. Catherine spotted some trace of tears from her red cheeks. Muka got her mother's aura. Cute and bubbly. The Casimir has the same eyes which is brown. Their black and white hair run through their genes just like Catherine. "Don't be scared, I am here already". Catherine softly said and hug Muka. "Are you telling the truth?" Xperia asked. She's in the back sitting.

“Damn, why do I even following a cat? And Goblin you're a pure black I can't really see you.” The cat stops and looked at her with his strange eyes, with a paused he starts to cry, “Meow,” for Kate to follow him. “Damn smart cat.” After a minute Kate saw a mansion kind of house yet old.

She didn't want to stay here a moment longer. While walking, Erica suddenly jolted, her eyes widening as she caught sight of a pair of eyes staring back at her. She couldn't discern the figure clearly, only the glowing eyes in the darkness, peering through thick bushes. Four eyes locked onto each other. At that moment, Erica felt numb, as if those eyes were hypnotizing her. The eyes were deep, vibrant green, shimmering like a small, sparkling lake. Like a puppet under a spell, she gazed blankly in that direction until suddenly, it emerged from its hiding place and lunged toward Erica with alarming speed. Panicked, on reflex, Erica let out a loud scream, shut her eyes, bowed her head, and cur

She lifted up my chin and I opened my eyes. "Ah, cataracts. You should stay away from the red cobra, little rascal." she said, "Let me treat your eyes first." I heard the clank of bottles and vials. Then, she said, "Now I’m going to put some droplets in your eyes. They will melt the cataracts on your eyes. It will be hurt, but you can’t blink. Can you do that?" I nodded my head and bit my lips. The big black wolf came forward and pushed me up. He lay down behind me on his stomach, so I could lean against his belly.

Smith’s POV “You are probably wondering why I am doing this. Melissa, you know I didn’t finish the story?” Melissa’s POV I have long forgotten the ending of the story, so I didn’t know whether he finished it or not. “The lion took care of the antelopes calves, just to later sacrifice them to other lions. That’s true revenge!” he said clasping my shoulder. A cold shiver and sweat ran down my back. “Do you know who Kate is?” he asked me. I really think that he has lost it. Kate is my son Albert’s girlfriend. “What do you mean?” I asked him.

Suddenly, Catherine felt as if she couldn’t breath and the noises in the canteen suddenly got louder. “Cath!” She heard Lyra calling out to her but the noises won’t go away. Lyra was concerned about Catherine because after they saw the picture. She noticed that Catherine’s breathing went faster and Lyra wanted to do something but doesn’t know what to do. Chester immediately stood up and went beside Catherine. He turned her to him and help Catherine’s face. “Cath! Looked at me. Focus on me.” Chester said in a calm manner and Catherine focused on him but something flashed in her mind. One of her dreams.

His daughter was nowhere to be found, yet he spent his time flirting with another woman in his arms! Rage and the need to bring destruction kept surging into my mind and swelling into a hideous monster that threatened to flood my senses. I kicked open the door angrily, effectively shattering the romantic atmosphere. Marcus stared at me in shock. He parted his lips, looking like he was about to say something. But before he could do so, Sylvia cut him off by calling out his name lovingly. So, Marcus moved to stand before Sylvia, effectively blocking her from my line of sight. He made it seem like I could easily rip Sylvia into pieces with just my sight.

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.