Catty Noir Pharaoh Novels & Stories

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

"These are our people who were deceived by the greed of my mortal brother. To possess the power of our tribes, he plotted with the enemies and slaughtered his own kin." "You-You're the Origin," I blurted out in disbelief. The girl heaved a sigh, walking towards a large boulder rock and sat on it. The black wolf followed her, then looked up to her as if she was its only world. "I may have a number of names but you may call me Sylla of the Phantom, the Old." "Sylla," I murmured, nodding my head. "It's an honor to meet you then." "You're quite perceptive than your counterpart," she suddenly complimented with a smile. "Your mate knows no knowledge about our kind which I understand. So I'm gratef

“Zao likes collecting rare people. To him, we’re like animals.” The piece of shit. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have one of my personal favorites, the Nubian Pharaoh. She’ll be going against the One‑Eyed Tiger. Two seasoned champions. This is going to be good.” All I can see is a small part of the pit. “I can’t really see much from here.” “Yeah, we can only get glimpses of the fight.” Suddenly, we hear the crowd cheering. The fight has started. I can hear the sounds of metal clashing together.

Swoosh! The Scented Phantom Cat's claws immediately tear the silhouette Caspian left behind into pieces. When it noticed that something was not right, the Scented Phantom Cat's gray hair stood on end just like a hedgehog. In a flash, the gray hair melted like a candle and then turned into a cloud of thick gray smoke, covering the Scented Phantom Cat. Soon, the Scented Phantom Cat in the smoke suddenly became fuzzy and hazy. In that originally dim environment, it seemed to disappear into thin air.

He ignores me, slitting his palm as he touch my temple "I, Eros Nathaniel Anathos, future Lord of the Black Cat Coven, reject you, Hermione Circe Crofus as my mate and future lady of my coven." A powerful force suddenly lifts me from the ground and throws me hardly to a wall. Black dots covers my vision... the last thing I heard was his retreating steps.

The queen asked, pointing at the big cats that were laying quietly on the ground. Eunuch Sai laughed nervously. “Your Majesty. Those Ringotora are very agile and vicious. They are dangerous. It’s not cute at all, Ma’am.” The queen ignored him and walked closer to one of the rear Ringotora. “Ah, Your Majesty!” Eunuch Sai panicked and tried to stop her, but she was already very close to one. This one had its tail upper than the rest, as if it was standing straight, but it was swaying around calmly. The queen poked at the bushy end and the big cat sat straight while turning its head back. When it saw that it was the queen, the big cat meowed. It was heavier than ordinary house cats, and there w

Noel giggled in my arms. "She is the reincarnation of Belladonna, Mate to Trax or Fallon, Beloved to Carden, Broken half to Sarin the coven killer. Blair-Boo Queen of new." "Do those names you know me by not explain how I come by these marks?" his eyes meet mine in fear as I held Noel, who was still laughing in that bubbly way. "It does answer at least one. Orion's the last it does not."

He would trust in himself to keep her happy and in his life, not some strange, mystical force. The golden-eyed warrior arrived from behind a tapestry that hid the way out. "So, dog, are you ready to fight?" "Anytime, kitty cat. Anytime." The tanned fellow laughed. "I am Chaob, and it is not me that is challenging you for the female." "Pity." "Yes, because my cousin is much bigger. Not quite as big as Acat, but close." "And Acat is?" "Carlie's other mate." "Other, as in two?"

But more than anyone else, the most affected is actually the black little cat, Nero. [Who do you think you are to claim my master as you girl?!] Nero's eyes were shooting daggers as he stared at Nike. [If my master is your girl, does it makes me your cat??? NO WAY! There is no way I will have a womanizer like you as my master! Over my dead and beautiful body! Hmph!]