Catboy Novels & Stories

It was a hazy day. The sky is blanketed with mist and there's a huge chance of rain. Catherine observed the surroundings from the window when she shifted her gaze at the front gate of her house, that her mother had already chimed in though she noticed that something that's particularly odd. Hugging her mother's hips was what looked like a child, his fringe to the center of his head, nearly blocking his eyes, but Catherine could notice how scared this boy must be. But who was this boy?

Kei asked in surprise, he also saw the cat boy coming towards them and sat listening to Freddy's story. "Oh .. He didn't tell you his name?" Freddy was a little surprised. "He never told me his name. Usually I'd call him half magic." Kei tells Freddy. "Oh .. You can call him Rowel." Freddy smiled at Kei, Kei frowned slightly hearing the sentence from Freddy. "Whatever you say .. I just want to know about the creature." Kei came back serious.

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.

When those words came out from the mouth of the boy, everyone in the pantry looked at this boy with an expressionless expression. 'Aren't you the lolicon?' "Takanashi-kun, not everyone is a lolicon like you," a young man with blonde hair and a long bang that covered one of his eyes said. "What do you mean by that, Satou-san? I am not a lolicon! I am a "minicon"!" The boy whose name was Takanashi complained. "Well, if you're curious, you can ask Taneshima later," a young man with blonde hair and a long bang that covered one of his eyes whose name was Satou said.

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."

"Ahh.Will.William! " A few blissful minutes later "Ugh. I'm gross. I need a shower ." Cassie said, staring up at the ceiling. Next to her, a rather proud historian was slipping back in bed after making a naked beer run to the kitchen."Aww.. look at my little Twinkie!" "What...are you talking about? How am I a Twinkie?" Cassie glanced sideways at her boyfriend. Why did Will have to come up with random weird pet names? "cause you are golden and cream filled." He grinned wolfishly and was too proud of himself for the crude pun.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

The boy looked around. Then said: “I want one later.” Catherine laughed through tears. “Later is allowed.” The boy froze. The word struck him. “Later.” Time. Future. Possibility. He whispered it again. “Later.” Then smiled. Not the terrifying smile from before. A child's smile. Real. Catherine lowered her hand. The boy remained where he was. Separate. He did not come through. He didn't need to. Anna appeared behind him. Adult. Scarred.

Leo, in Primark hoodie, kneeling, ear on her flat stomach, whispered: "Baby sesame, it's Dada, Primark Dada, please kick soon so Grandpa Chairman doesn't faint but smiles." Biscuit cat, in tiny strawberry pajamas size cat, sneezed from hospital flowers.

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.