Catty Noir Pharaoh Novels & Stories

"It is just a cat." "Nina has been breeding them in the cellars," Novalee explains, her fingers rubbing at her temples like her skull is splitting open. "To clear the vermin from the lower vaults. The white ones possess a natural purity. Kori’s dark blood magic cannot take root in them. But the rest of the litter... they were pitch black. They were exactly what she needed for the sacrifice." "I do not know anything about your witch curses," I growl, my blood running cold as a sudden thought hits me. "But if the kittens are here, and the body was outside..."

“The menacing threats are routinely driven a sizable distance from the palace perimeter.” “Perhaps I’ve waged too many battles against intelligent foe, that picking off mindless beasts no longer boasts the same thrill it once did,” I admitted, scanning the foliage ahead. Phantom’s amusement swelled then. He proposed a different thrill entirely, a different prey– One with brown-black hair, soft features warmly graced by sun glow, and bright copper eyes that only ever seemed to cry and glare at the sight of me. And a smell all too known that my wolf sought it even now….

It didn't take less than five seconds and I was healed magically. Nagisa's jaws dropped. " Just what are you?!" I put the bomb away and buried my hands deep in my pockets. " I'M A CAT WITH NINE LIVES!"

"He and I have never met." Lily looked at Douglas with hatred, denying everything he had just said. Douglas still bowed to the Wolf King to justify himself: "Your father sold you to me before, and you are now in my possession." “Could it be… could it be that you are that person? Cannibals and murders of innocents?” Lily suddenly looked at the man in front of her. Is it true that the 20-centimeter long hairstyle tied at the back, the same blood-colored bracelet and the wolf's face? Why didn't she notice it in the first place?

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

In the shadowy depths of the castle, a treacherous plot unfolds, shattering the illusion of trust and loyalty. Lord Arcturus, King Frederick's most trusted advisor, emerges as the orchestrator of the sinister scheme to overthrow the king's reign. His true intentions and malevolent desires lay hidden beneath a facade of loyalty and obedience. With a heart hardened by greed and power, Lord Arcturus hatches a plan to eliminate any witnesses who could expose his role in the conspiracy. He summons a group of ruthless mercenaries from Maxoria, skilled in the art of deception and silence, to carry out his dark deeds.

“They were waiting.” Cato examined the scroll case first, running his fingers along the edges like a man handling fire. “This script is forbidden,” he said. “No one alive knows how to write this anymore.” He cracked it open carefully and unrolled the first scroll. Symbols danced across the page, glowing faintly under the candlelight. “These belonged to her,” he said finally. “The Moon Queen.” My breath caught on hearing that. “She was real?” I asked. “Oh, very real,” Cato said. “And more dangerous than any ruler who came after.”

His long dark curls moved with the wind; golden eyes that were cold, commanding and ancient staring at the scene in front of him. The Royal Shadows immediately dropped to one knee. "My Pharaoh!" Even the ordinary soldiers lowered their heads without hesitation when they saw the Black Sun King had arrived. Kharef's gaze never left the shadow creature. His voice remained calm. "Kasim." "My Pharaoh." He bowed. "You've done well." Those three simple words made Kasim bow even lower. "I apologize… I failed to eliminate it." He sounded guilty as he spoke. Kharef slowly dismounted from his massive black stallion.

Dante, the King Alpha, poor in attitude and rich in power. Caius was the kind of wolf who held up your hair for you at the gallows so the executioner could give a clean cut. Laziel was the snake. The silent killer who welcomed The Darkness and took out enemies without being seen. And Ronan, the sleeping tiger. Reckless and level-headed depending on how much drink was in his system. “Infinite pack, Your Highnesses,” I wheezed, looking up to Caius before exhaling when he nodded slightly.

All thoughts ran like a group of rats in Catty's head. Though the whole class distanced themselves from Catty and her sister, only one person showed her interest. Joana Roswell. The girl with dark brown hair and honey colour eyes. "Hi!" Said Joana, with a big grin. Catty blinked twice confused. "Hi.....do we-" "I am Joana Roswell! Remember? The fifth ranker?" Five seconds, until Catty finally realized who the person before her was. "Yes. Yes I do remember you." "You mind if I sit next to you?"