Cat's Eye Novels & Stories

Swoosh! The Scented Phantom Cat's claws immediately tear the silhouette Caspian left behind into pieces. When it noticed that something was not right, the Scented Phantom Cat's gray hair stood on end just like a hedgehog. In a flash, the gray hair melted like a candle and then turned into a cloud of thick gray smoke, covering the Scented Phantom Cat. Soon, the Scented Phantom Cat in the smoke suddenly became fuzzy and hazy. In that originally dim environment, it seemed to disappear into thin air.

They suspended in the air. “They better not ploy with my toy.” The old ghost tread ahead, and pointed to one of the parts, it went down before it went up again into the sky. Matt let out a deep sigh, it was too soon for him to release the fear of the demon when something emerged from the sky and fell near his feet—a dead cat. This cat had one eye; the other space covered in the blankness of her missing organ. Matt’s heart hurt for the animal, particularly because he’d been a lover of the pets, except the giant cat that walked on the lake.

He turns back to look at us and his eyes go wide open with shock as he looks at someone behind me. Who is it? I whisper. Both I and Patty turn around. And that’s when I see her. Catty, Her eyes clouded into a foggy mist, lips curled into a snarl as her right hand hanged outstretched towards the beasts, which were now clawing at the invisible noose tied to their throat. Catty? I whisper. She looks at Erica and nods gently. Erica follows after her and then teleports herself behind the beasts as she slits their throats with her sword. The lifeless bodies of the beasts fall to the ground before Ethel. Catty’s eyes go back to normal. She removes the hood off her head and heads off to Ethel. Alici

We rush over to her, noticing the eye on Nova’s forehead has opened, and when Caterina looks up at us, it’s with white pupils. “I…I can’t see!” she screams out, feeling the air when Kai cups her face. “Kai, I can’t see! I can’t see!” Blood drips from her eyes this time as she uses her own claws to scratch at them, screaming all the while. I’m frozen in place at what is happening right now, not knowing how to respond to this situation at all. Nova sits up, all three of the eyes open and looking straight at me, then turning to Caterina.

asked chancellor George , bending down on the ground . Catherine looked at his eyes and realized that they were the same color as the little dragon child that she encountered in the garden . Under the moonlight and the light blue light of the crystals , his ruby-like eyes shined in a captivating way and gave off a relaxing feeling . Two teardrops fell from Catherine's eyes . " I am not . " said Catherine and started to cry .

The fog in Blackwood Glen had a habit of swallowing sounds, turning the evening into a claustrophobic dampness that clung to my jacket. I had been hiking the lower trails when I found it: a sleek, charcoal-colored cat with eyes like burning sulfur. It wasn’t meowing; it was simply sitting on a moss-covered stump, watching me with an intelligence that felt uncomfortably human. Around its neck was a delicate silver collar with a nameplate: Midnight. Below the name was an address just a mile down the trail.

"Then rise we will. Together." Far beneath the mountain stronghold, where roots twisted like serpents and earth whispered long-forgotten hymns, Catherine stood before an altar of bone and obsidian. The Eastern Seers had completed their incantation. The Eye of Varn—an ancient relic forbidden by divine law—now floated above the altar, pulsing with chaotic light. "Isabella has crossed into the threshold," said one of the Seers, her face covered in inked sigils. "She now stands as both vessel and weapon."

'880 grand. 880 grand. Dried fish snacks, tuna, a luxury cat tree,' I thought. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as if to gather every ounce of strength I had. "M-Master." That single word flipped a switch. I saw Ian's pupils visibly contract behind his refined gold-rimmed glasses. His Adam's apple bobbed as though he were savoring the word. Several seconds passed before he finally forced out a reply. "Good."

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

My breath came fast and shallow, lips now dry. In the corner, next to a fallen bookcase, stood…an enormous male cat with shiny black fur. Emerald-gold eyes peered into my soul as he lifted his head to hiss at me. I blinked a few times. Yep, I've lost it. Because what I was looking at was a panther, and we didn't have panthers in Colorado. Unless I missed something, okay, remain calm. Remember your farm training. Who the hell was I kidding? This was a wild animal, for Christ's Sake.