Catwoman Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“The prophecy of Kaia ruling fiercely alongside Kira has returned to me unchanged. I have a feeling something will happen at this Convergence, something none of us even thought about before.” “You’re supposed to be my calm, not the raging tide sweeping me under,” I grumble, sighing and leaning back in my office chair. But Caterina simply chuckles, then gets from my lap and sits on the desk in front of me. “I can always make you forget for a little while, Alpha,” she says, her tiny little black dress riding up to reveal those delicious thighs I love sinking my teeth into. Not even waiting for a second opinion, I ravage my Goddess right on my office desk as the entire world falls away.

“Why can you not say anything normal? Why would... god!” I laughed. “What? You’ve never eaten ass before? It’s not bad if the asshole is-” His hand moves at a speed, covering my mouth. “Catia, take a break. I can’t in good conscience let you associate with the woman.” “Forget it, you have a lot to do. I can handle it. And besides, I think she’s saying this to get a rise out of you.” I lifted my hands, giving her a thumbs up. Colton releases me and grumbles about wolves having lost their decency and tact. What a douche.

She glanced at Zion and nodded, to which he gave her a curious expression, his body mid-transformation. “Stand down, Zion. I will handle this.” Catherine said, and everyone watched in amazement as she transformed into a smaller version of Zion’s wolf. “I’m more of a lover, but I refused to stand aside and die for someone else’s benefit.” She took a few steps forward, her now hazel eyes focused on her target. Queen Susanne seemed in shock, but Catherine was doing her best to stand upright. Zion made this look much easier, she thought with a huff, before she took a threatening step towards her opponent. The scent of the area seemed stronger than before, but that was not the only change she not

It rubbed its head against her chest, closing its eyes. She held her breath, a feeling of sadness overcoming her suddenly. “Damn it.” She muttered as she hated herself for a brief moment. She thought she had been over this. The ragdoll cat opened its blue eyes, gazing at her. Its paw reached up her cheek and her one tear that escaped got drenched in its fur. “I’m fine, Kitty. I’m fine. Thank you.” “You’d make a good mother, Cass.” She gulped as Selena walked in, hugging her from behind. She playfully nuzzled her shoulder and teased, “Now you can’t tell me you hate the cat.” She recomposed herself, “I think I don’t.”

I still continue to laugh, it’s almost hysteria as I lay there with only one thing keeping me going; the thought of Denu getting her hands on Catalina. Catalina half growls half screams in pure temper as she kicks me repeatedly in rage, each blow making me angry. I can feel my wolf, she is trying to clear the poison from my system that is blocking my power. Catalina delivers one last almighty kick that sends me across the dirty floor. I cough up a mouthful of blood as I am almost certain she has punctured my lung.

The Ghost hummed, having a wraithlike smile on his now visible lips. Heather eyed the cat who had gotten extra-large since she last laid her eyes on it. It looked at her with such hatred, that she could have sworn the obnoxiously arrogant animal intended for her to turn insanely dramatic into believing—she was the cat from Matt’s show. Through some twisted fuckery of events, the imagination of the script writer had culminated into an atrocious reality, which no one would trust, unless they’re barmy. “No, that can’t be true.”

It was a purr. “What the—” I froze as Katia’s fingers scratched behind my ears. And stars help me, it felt good. Too good. My eyelids fluttered before I realized I was leaning into it, a rumbling vibration rolling from my chest. “Excuse me,” Agnes tried again, louder this time. But Katia was smiling down at me like I was the most precious thing in creation. My pride shriveled while my heart melted. This woman was dangerous. “Selene,” she said softly, “I’m not upset with you. I understand why you turned my mate into a… cat. But how long will he be like this?”

she purred, dragging the words out slow, savoring them. Isadora gasped softly..a pathetic little noise and Caterina smiled even wider. “Your first time getting your sweet little pussy eaten,” Caterina whispered, voice thick with wicked glee. “Your first time having another woman’s mouth wrapped around you, sucking you, licking you like you were made for it?” She laughed under her breath, a low, dirty thing, and let her hand drift lower, ghosting over Isadora’s sticky, trembling thighs. “Fuck,” Caterina breathed.

Despite it pains me to move because of the injuries that I received. I gathered my strength and started crawling towards him. “ Do not do this to me, my love, I am sure that bitch is blackmailing you to leave me! " I am panicking and hysterical about what is happening. I am so confused. Facing the consequences of the situation I do not regret that I been seeing him. “ What a bitch! Why are you useless and ignorant? Catherine jumped at me and her hand lay in my face. It pains me that her red nails scratched the skin of my face. Blood flows directly and it stains the ground. Some lycanthrope started to shout.

He tries to break free immediately, but Candace uses her weight to keep him pinned down and his struggle only causes him to thrust into her deeper. The catgirl lets out a yowl when she feels her father open her up. She forces all her weight down on him to stop him from pulling out. She presses her chest into his face, smothering him with her breasts. When she feels him stop struggling for a few seconds, she sits upright, still clenching the first few inches of his manhood with her cunt. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she lies. “I couldn’t help it. I got so horny and your dick is was just there, waiting for me to slide over it.” Candace, you have to get off,” he implores. He tries to be stern, but his t