Catfight Stories Novels & Stories

"I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

“I’m sure Cadell will calm down soon. He will come to accept you into the family in no time.” That’s what I thought, until the next two days. Cadell and Kitty’s fight became intense that I almost ran mad. They refused to get along but chose to fight like the Dog and Cat they were! Well, I won’t blame Kitty. He has been trying his best to be friendly to Cadell but that Wolf chose Violence!

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

Going into battle with his father was something he'd always dreamed of, in more ways than one. It wasn't until seeing movement out of the corner of his vision that Flamestrike realized too late what was happening. Stoneteller had already seen what was coming. A caterwaul of yowls echoed throughout the cave as cats flung themselves at each other. Flamestrike narrowed his eyes after grappling with a scrawny looking she-cat, whose claws raked his side and belly. Flamestrike made quick work of her, leaping out of the way before she could deal another blow. Acting fast, Flamestrike suddenly lunged forward and pinned her to the ground. With one strike of his claws, he sent her fleeing back towards

“Start the game. Stab each other.” In a flash, it turns into chaos, a battle for life. Ridcliff growling at her, and Larisa summoning her wolf, struggling against his stabs. Each time her back hits against the glass wall, a thud echoes through the factory. It's like two puppies fighting for food. “Who do you think will win?” I ask Ren. He glares at me, folding his arms over his chest, and focuses back on the fight. “Well, don't say it.” I blow another puff.

′ Alfi said irritated. “They are not, but you are.” Kartika insulted him calmly. “Hey, you stupid author! Why the hell did you make such a story!!!!!!!” Alfi yells at me ignoring Kartika”s presence. “Now you talk to yourself again. What a weirdo.” Kartika insulted Alfi again. “I”m not!” Alfi yelled at her irritated. These 2 weirdos keep fighting over something unimportant. Suddenly, they hear a loud explosion that the whole room is shaking, but good grief, they are just fine.

Urgently she whispered, "Come on, let's get out of here." Heather Clark added, "I'm sure mummy didn't either." I saw red. A shrill scream tore out of me as I charged forward, colliding with her. We both tumbled onto the floor, roughly rolling. "Leave my mother out of your filthy mouth!" "Cat fight!" The crowd hollered, cheering. "Get off me, you bitch!" Heather shrieked. Her claws instantly lengthened and she used them to swipe at my face. "Hil!" Eunice screamed.

“And bad things don’t like good people.” Riley’s eyes searched mine for a moment, and something in him seemed to relax, as if that answer made the world right again. “Oh,” he whispered. “Okay.” Caleb picked the story back up, confidence returning. “So I raised my sword high, and with a shout—HIYAH!—I fought the biggest one first. It tried to bite me, but I was faster. It was a long fight, and me and my friends were all fighting back to back. They kept on coming, growling at us—rawwrrr—and they kept trying to bite us too. But we didn’t give up, because heroes never give up!”

He nodded and with a flick of his hand, two armed men walked forward to stop whatever the fuck was going on. Allure was beautiful from the outside and really impressive. But there were times like this where fights broke out. “I’m sure it’s just a scuffle started by a guy who probably lost his fortune today while betting,” Cathan said. I nodded absentmindedly. Somehow, I didn’t think it was. And I was right. Tonight, one nearly did the same to mine. A scream pierced the air and suddenly, the two men Cathan sent were down, blood pooling at their feet.

They had both crushed each other's bones. The fight was intense, and it went on for a long time. One hour forty-five minutes later, they were coated with each other's blood. No one was backing down. Both were limping and injured. My father barrelled into Regan's side, knocking him down. He bit on his hind leg and yanked it with his teeth. I heard it crack, and my spirit was lifted. Regan got up with difficulty. I guess he wanted to die. This was his opportunity to tap out. He growled at my father and lunged at my father. My father fell backwards with his belly up, which was a vulnerable position for a wolf. Being weakened from the fight, he couldn't quickly turn back to his feet. While my fa