Cat's Eye Novels & Stories

"Enough. He's the captain. Just let it go and head home—I'll see you after I check in." He patted her arm, but Mandy wasn't about to let go. "Why don't you come over? I made cream soup to thank you for saving Momo." Momo, her fluffy Ragdoll cat. Wade hesitated, then nodded and tried calling me. But my phone was dead. Completely out. Annoyance flickered across his face. "Fine, playing games again. If you're not going to answer, then don't ever pick up," he muttered.

His eyes glow a bright green, and the smell of butterscotch fills the room. ‘Mate,’ Enyo says weakly. All I can do is watch as Catherine tries to attack my mate. She tries to slash him with the knife, but he’s too quick for her and dodges her attacks. He gets low to the ground and growls deeply at her. It’s then that I see the black crescent moon on his forehead. “ABOMINATION!” she screams and lunges at him. He bites down hard on her wrist, and she drops the knife with a scream.

Legs supporting the mantle were two giant wolves carved into the wood, their front paws outstretched, holding the mantle. Tobias lifted the whiskey decanter, and he carefully poured the amber liquid into glasses. Passing a glass to Uncle Jackson and then myself. “Well, start talking Jackson, I have not got all night “. Uncle Jackson raised the glass to his lips and took a sip, “Let me introduce you to my nephew Fenis Grey, Alpha Tobias”. “Nice to meet you, Alpha Tobias”, I greeted him with a nervous smile. “You look like Charlotte. I hope your mother is well, Fenis”. “She is a kind woman, your mother, way too good for that bastard Darius Grey”.

Lying like a wax statue seemed best considering any sudden motion or sound might startle the jungle cat staring intently at her. How did she know a giant kitty hovered over her? She'd watched enough documentaries about the Lacandon jungle region to recognize those distinctive orbs of what she'd wager was a jaguar. The massive golden eye and round pupil shape gave it away, even if the fact the cat also possessed a blue one was an anomaly.

She nodded, going on down the hallway and expecting him to follow behind. They passed the room where he had been staying and hooked around to the next hallway, going down only a few doors before coming to the one with the emerald "E" on it. "Home sweet home," she said, opening the door to a room twice the size of the one he was staying in. Perched atop of the king sized bed was a giant cat, white with black stripes, and colossal teeth coming out of its mouth. The beast had been sleeping, but as the door opened, so did its eyes. They were a sparkling blue as well.

This was the last thing that I heard after a few minutes here, hiding under the sink—I don't know what happened next. Assuming that they had already left, I bravely decided to go out and go back to the room. As I stepped on my left foot, I nearly shrieked when a cat appeared in front of me. Its fur is black and it has a magnificent combination of green and blue eyes. Is this possible? Does a cat have different eyes? Maybe it's one of the rarest cats here. I am familiar with the way it stares. I can see my reflection in its eyes. I couldn't hide my amusement when it purred at me. How cute! I wanted to touch it, but it ran away when it saw my hand stretching and was ready to caress it. I thoug

"I will come for your eyes, Blake—when you least expect it, I will poke out your eyeballs and eat them for dinner!" Blake shudders uncontrollably. "Please don't sound like a sinister witch! The fact that you are a witch only makes it scarier!" "Pft!" I shake my head. "I'm not dangerous." "Of course not," Blake says. "But my biggest fear is anything happening to my eyes, and then I also find kittens horrifying." "Kittens?" I ask, blinking. Is this guy high or something? Kittens are adorable. "Yes, kittens are evil creatures. They act so innocently with their enormous eyes, but when you try to cuddle with them—bang, instant pain when they bite your skin!"

[3rd Person's POV] Hunter finds it hard to believe Katalina. Deep inside him, he knew that something was wrong. "Look closely at my eyes," Katalina pointed to her right eye. Hunter stopped listening to what his intuition was saying. His forehead creased. And Katalina's right eye was observed. He inhaled softly when he saw that there was a small black dot on the putting part of Katalina's eye. "How did you acquire it, Amanda?" Hunter asked confused.

The mind link was a perfect communication tool but Evan wasn't ready for it, he insisted on ear pieces, Rhys had to wear the crap piece of intelligence too. The car was to travel along the sleepy rural road in the main interjunction from New York City to Catskill village. The night stealthy, hosting a howling tune to dance to, carelessly frolicking towarda the danger. As if saying- cats are famous for their night vision but this cat is lethal. As if the night knows, it quiets, making space for the events to happen. Begrudgingly knowing it has lost its charm to the smoothness of a bullet.

He felt like slapping himself. Catherine blushed heavily and shook her head. "No. It's something that you'll not understand." "Make me understand." Atlas said stubbornly. Catherine laughed softly and caressed his lips playfully. "These lips talk too much." He looked so cute like this. His puppy eyes, his worried face, everything about him is cute. When she released his lip, Atlas stared at her eyes, "These eyes hide too much." As Catherine's eyes met his gaze, Catherine looked down. "Let's go."