Catty Noir Pharaoh Novels & Stories

____ ____ "Because no one else can do it. Opening the prison isn't just waiting for five centuries, the person who opens it must be a really strong person. And..." "And?" Noah asked curiously. "And only a special person can open it without having to wait five centuries." Baba Farra Fanga II took a sip of his drink. Recalling past events made his emotions increase. "Who is that person Baba? The one who has imprisoned the Magic King, that very powerful person." Noah is really confused by all this. Why doesn't he know anything? "He's Beliast Aberdeen. A very powerful person, he's the first person to open the Dungeon's Shadow Prison or even the last person to be able to open it."

He had almost forgotten the kitten girl's name until he remembered it again , because of Jacob’s strange behavior at an exhibition. “Good girl, come here, let me wipe your face.” He saw her wiping the cat’s face. Standing behind her, he said: “You both got closer…” “Oh my god!” She jumped, startled by the voice behind her. He chuckled , thinking there wasn’t much difference between Violet and the kitten. Both jumped in fear in exactly the same way. “Not really… It’s been raining heavily lately, so I just checked on her since…” She looked at him as he sat beside her, choosing her words carefully.

This time, the chat window was utterly silent. Vincent dialed her number. "We're sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service..." A sterile, automated voice answered. Vincent froze. Her phone was off? An image of Sophia sleeping flashed in his mind: her curled lashes casting shadows on her cheeks, her red lips slightly parted as she snuggled deeper into his arms. A small smile touched his lips at the thought. He tapped on her profile picture—a proud, aloof Persian cat, its blue eyes looking down on the world. Just like her.

Noel crushed the enemies who stood there, giving a way for the three queens to pass in an instant. His new appearance shook everyone who saw it. Unlike his humanoid figure covered with a dark veil, he has now transformed into a giant black panther – more powerful and more agile than they have ever seen before. His feline-like eyes tantalize with devilish aura as both dark and white colors mixes, corrupts those who seek to destroy him. His razor-sharp claws can tear the enemy flesh into pieces, not minding the sturdiness of its target, treating all of them the same.

I was waiting for him to argue with me. But he didn’t. Instead, he slid off the bed and put his pants back on, sans boxers. Yes, I noticed he went commando. I couldn’t help it. Hard to not take notice of his naked body. “I knew he wasn’t some ordinary house cat that first night. He knew I was outside.” John commented. “Shu comes from a long line of Egyptian Mau. My family has bred to detect supernatural beings as well as danger.” I nodded, tying my robe tightly.

I ignored Cairo's words, she's my daughter's tutor who came in and saw what she wasn't supposed to see, my nakedness and my secret kink that keeps me filled and alive, I'll let her be but I hope I stop getting hard at the thought of seeing her naked, all spread out and tied on my bed, while I finally have the scent of her wetness. I turn to Cairo who keeps staring at me weirdly and ask him the one thing that he hates the most. “Have you seen this mysterious key of life yet or you're still looking for the last descendants of DeadFang Pack to kill and get your revenge?”I asked him and he growled.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

I correct and his pupils dilate in shock. "Oh, I… I knew that, I just thought you saw it the other way round." "No, I see it just like you do. The thing is that Catania is a stealer and you know the kind of pheromone she emites. that's what's making me doubt her!"

We ran into each other as I was leaving. Oblivious to the connections forming in my head, he continues, “it’s been a while, Nova. A lot has happened. I heard from a little mouse that you can’t recollect a single thing. I'm trying not to take it personally, you not remembering me, it stings.” He touches his chest, as if me not recognizing him has hurt his feelings. “Let me reintroduce myself. Name’s Cato, baby. And I’ve been waiting a very long time for Levi to take his leash off of you.” Cato with his shoulder length messy chocolate brown hair and blank dark eyes buzzes with rage. An all consuming anger. He’s a predator. And I’m the prey.

It took a few moments but she finally gets done with the reading. The woman in the room lets out a huff of annoyance. She waves her hand in front of the parchment. Some of the symbols of their language begin to emanate a glow of purple as if the paper itself is laced with arcane energy. Norvin looms over what she is doing, his eyes falling on the attention-grabbing word of the king. “A visionary?” The male asked in a concerned toned but then he saw Cat shake her head. Her voice now is much sterner than before with just a leadership role has taken hold of her. “An engram.” She speaks while waving her hand once again. The symbols do not light up in a more pinkish color than purple. Though they