Catboys Novels & Stories

Smacking his teeth Jackson narrows his eyes at the both of us but proceeds to take his truck keys out of his pocket with the Ford key ring in his hand he shakes it "Let's go then?!" As we come running down the lane, the shadow retracts and disappears. The girl laying on the floor morphs into a black cat. I reach her just as she closes her eyes…. “Tom?” Both boys stop beside me, Markus on my right and Jackson on my left "Who's Tom?" Jackson asks me "Hm The cat, he was in my window sill my first day here, he led me to The Swig and Swine Barbecue for food, he had quite the attitude with your bar keep actually." Tilting his head left Markus looks at the cat "Uhm, Scarlette, we saw a girl turn in

“So, I prepared something special to welcome my little kitten.” Amber was literally bubbling with excitement. “What! What!” He held her hand and began walking out the door. “I got your room ready,” he said and opened the door to a room that was right opposite his. Amber's eyes widened in awe as she stepped into the room. Everything was just as she would have chosen herself. Soft, rich purple walls, floor-to-ceiling bookshelves filled with her favorite novels, and posters of BTS, her favorite K-pop group, covered the walls.

I murmured. "There's a few of you turning 18. The Walker boy does too. A couple of girls, but I think guy wise it's just you two. Then of course the few that are over 18 who haven't found they're mates. There's some hot guys too. Not just oldies" Mama says, closing her magazine and turning toward me. "Maybe I'll have some older hottie," I murmured. "Wouldn't that be something? Maybe it's the Walker boy. He's cute too" my whole body stiffens, and my belly warms. Oh no. No no no no.

laugh “ who says your my dad? Or my brother or best friend and boyfriend?” “ wait ain’t I your boyfriend? Oh okay am not your boyfriend but your fiancé, all we need is a ring to make it official” Catrina turn to face him, her brown eyes looking at his blue ones. She use her finger to rub his cheek “ I understand that you worry but am not a little girl, am almost eighteen and I would like to do things on my own.” She laugh hard because of that statement and gradually her laughs turn to little sobs “ hey hey what is the problem? Why are you crying?” “ it’s just ‘sobs’ I always wanted to ‘sobs’ have this talk with my dad, I wanted him to be overly protective of me and to treat me like a prince

As soon as the truck stopped in a huge house, we got off. I was taken care of people, drinking and smoking. From here outside the loud music was heard. The boys led me inside the house where the neon lights blinded us a little. There were many people dancing, others sitting on some sofas talking, others kissing in a corner and doing things I don't want to say. Tall music bothered me a little, it would be difficult to have a conversation with someone with that noise. "Kate is here, Primor," the boy whispered very, very close to my ear so he could hear. That gesture bothered me. I followed them until I reached a place a little more empty, it was where they were, sitting on a sofa as if they we

I say pouting, I don't like these rules. "Yes you're always clean and we want to keep it that way. If it's raining then you don't have to go outside and you'll get to know everyone else. If not you can always talk to me and ace" Leo replies his voice is getting deeper, he's taking a new tone with me, a daddy tone. "And what should I call you," I ask wondering if he'll make me call him daddy, I never had one before and he keeps referring to himself as my CG.

"Who says they can't protect me? Bubba isn't lame. Missy isn't blind. They're good cats. Touch them and we're done." She looked at me like I'd lost it. She slammed the carrier down. "They're not blind. I am. For dating you." Her voice went ice-cold. "We're done. When the world ends, don't come crawling." The door slammed. I let the cats out fast and finally breathed. Not the first time I'd been called names. Since graduation, people liked to call me "saint." All because I'm a legit cat dad. After college, I rented this place and picked up two strays on a rainy night. One male. One female.

“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.

i said and picked the call. “Hey girl…. How are you.?” my best friend, Annie asked gaily. I sighed “Ann i honestly don't know how i feel..” i said sorrowfully. “He beat you up again.?” She asked with understanding but only my sobs replied her. “Oh gosh girl…. He's gonna kill you one day.” She said and suddenly, i heard the sound of a kiss from the other end. “Micheal is around.?” I asked. “Umm.. y.ea..he..he’s” she replied, suddenly sounding flustered. “I guess I'll….” A sharp knock on the door cut me off and my heart immediately began to pound in fear.

Leo's golden eyes glowed like pure 24K gold. He lifted his chin with an air of suave confidence. "Mama, I bit off all the zombie heads on this street. How's that? Solid enough?" Who was speaking? "Ahhh! Mo… M-Monster!" Luna licked her blood-stained paw, her crooked leg looking stronger and more commanding than ever. "Mama, don't call us that. We're all your little kitty cats." I repeated silently in my head, 'They're my children, not monsters. Not monsters. It must be the system's blessing that lets them talk.'