Cat Starfire Novels & Stories

Crystal shards flew all over the place. “We do not need to burn the city down”, Beast appeared concerned. He knew I was going to summon him and go on rampage if I did not calm down soon. Trying to breathe through my anger, I was seeing red. The fire was dancing in my eyes, trying to control my shift, as Emma was already sitting there petrified. “Valooooooor”, I was now growling through the mind link. He knew my murderous growl; he knew what he had done. “HOW THE FUCK DID YOU NOT FIND OUT SHE WAS CATHERINE’S DAUGHTER????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”.

Cath was in power driven mode that it was so trilling to be above all else and it was the most revetting force Her attack was too expansive. Too much. One to hundred and Cath defeated all of them with her power to burn them all her Luna Ishtar as she spoke another language that set them all ablaze. Magic. The flame was a blue and bright as the blue sky that they rest upon the earth. 'I did that?' Cath question herself if it wasn't only her wild imagination playing tricks on her to hallucinate on the events that she herself caused it was impossible most likely to be a dream to her. Now that the thought of every thing seem so surreal to her. A fragment of dreams

“No survivors, Storm! I want both senior and junior dead. But you are not to do it! Those two are mine.” “Understood, Madame De Sangre.” We got out, and as we walked up the stairs to the building, Storm shifted into her panther. I loved watching Katrina’s sleek, muscular body wage war at my side. She, along with her human, was the only creature I trusted. I opened the door, and she sauntered past me with her muscles coiling in anticipation. I followed her to the guard station, where I smiled sinisterly as I put my head on the top of Katrina’s head, stroking her forehead with my finger.

Eliane screams her anger, sending another blast of fire at the elves who are trying to bury their hatchlings alive. I look around, seeing that the elves are doing the same to the wolves and shifters. They are creating trenches in the earth then trying to bury them alive while the wolves and shifters frantically try to claw their way out. I send a blast of fire toward the elves who are digging trenches, giving the shifters a chance to get out. As soon as they’re free of the trench, they begin attack the elves. “Give them to Cal’s kids,” I shout above the noise, watching as Shiv, an eagle shifter, begins scratching at an elf just before his mate, Bajaro, drags him toward the dragons and tosses

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

It was low to the ground, pressed against the wall with its tail slowly swishing back and forth as it glared at me. "Why are you being so stubborn?!" I yell, throwing the whip on the ground angrily. It's long tendrils smack against the panther's face on the way down. I flinch when I feel blood splattering across my face again. Guilt flashes through me, and I collapse onto the ground. "Why won't you let me see her?" My back is turned to the panther, my head hung. "DAMNIT!" I grab hold of the whip again, turning around and lashing it towards the panther in an angry fit. Anger flows through me at the defiant scowl on the cat's face as the leather cracks across its front, leaving an angry mark o

Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past. The next chapter of her discovery unveiled the resurgent werecats, a species once thought to be extinct. The enigmatic presence preserving their existence amidst the brink of oblivion was the revelation of Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter's transformation into a Tiger form in the fateful year of 1983. He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline.

She had to break the seal if she were to use all her powers and so she used her magic to break the seal off. Her own protection seal. However, as she was about to do that, Catherine lunged at Xian to stop his track and with just a hit, Xian threw Catherine at the edge of the cliff. Catherine coughed out a mouth full of blood. "You bitch...do you think I won't kill you... Now that I got her, I don't need you anymore. So die..." he groaned as he attacked Catherine with his powers. A huge firey paw formed in the air and was about to hit Catherine. Scarlett stopped what she was doing and jumped towards Catherine to save her. At that very moment, Scarlett was in between the huge ferocious paw and

For a heartbeat, even Kilian looked afraid. Then the barrier flickered. The power faltered — not from weakness, but from mercy. The Moonfire pulsed as if rejecting her hesitation. She felt it drain from her, ebbing like tide pulling back into the sea. She fell to her knees, gasping. “I can’t… control it.” Kilian was beside her in an instant, his arms steadying her. “Then don’t try. Just breathe.” Around them, the surviving wolves rallied, pressing the enemy back from the fire’s reach. For the first time in hours, the tide turned — not through strategy, but through faith.