Catwoman X Batman Novels & Stories

Tyler and I walked over to her. "I see you chose to be a fire woman." I replied. Tori grinned. "Yeah. I saw this outfit and I knew it was the one." Her eyes then focus on me and then on Tyler. She then looked back to me. "You guys look cute. Batman and Catwoman. You both are smashing. By the way, we have to take some pictures later." "Sounds good." I nodded. Tori looked over at Tyler again. "Hey Tyler where's your partner in crime?"

Powerful men will do everything you demand to ensure their skeletons stay where they live in the closet. Then she steps into my vision, like the sun eclipsing the entire world around it with radiance and warmth. I chuckle as soon as she comes into my view. She shuffles her feet and keeps her eyes glued to the floor beneath her, probably shocked at the depravity she’s witnessing. She doesn’t really look like she belongs here. That’s what I like—her innocence. She’s hesitant, wearing a novice outfit, a black leather dress with a Catwoman mask. I’ve always had a bit of a thing for Catwoman.

I don’t care how long it took, she would be mine. “Who says I’m interested?” I asked with high eyebrows as I turned to face him. “That look you get every time you see her. I might be old but I know what that look means,” he said with a soft smile. I guess I wasn’t as good at hiding my feelings or my thoughts like I figured I was. I wonder if she even noticed. I can tell you things about this woman that I have noticed since we have been here. Cat had a way with animals. She loves them and they love her. She sees as well as any human does, but she has heightened hearing and can smell almost as well as a werewolf. I’ve questioned if she was half-wolf but there was no way we would be able to tel

“Very well…be quick about it.” Kat stepped away from him as Batton called some men to him and gave out the instructions of their task. She shimmered into the form of the great black feline demon and shook herself. Ruben placed a hand upon her head his fingers rubbing her ear. Her head tilted towards his hand and she rumbled a purr deep in her throat. Batton turned back and stared at the scene for a moment, his jaw clenching and unclenching before giving the order to move out.

Desiree was dressed in a tight latex Catwoman suit, complete with black ears, a sleek tail, and a whip hanging from her hip. And me? I was Wolverine. Extendable claws and all. She’d picked my costume, of course. Said it would be fun to match. "Come on," she purred, latching onto my arm like I was her trophy. "Everyone’s dying to meet you." She led me through the haze of smoke machines and flashing lights toward a group near the dance floor. Her friends—half of whom looked barely legal—squealed and waved as we approached. "Oh my gosh, this is him?" one of them shrieked.

He nudged her harder and she reluctantly reached into her bag and pulled out a mask of her own. It was black, but shinier than Maurice’s, with white stitching and little ears. Cat ears. It was a copy of Michelle Pfeiffer’s Catwoman mask from Batman Returns. She put it on. Looking at the two of them, a thought occurred to me. A very disturbing thought. “You two have sex in those, don’t you?” Claire’s face flushed a deep red while Maurice grinned like The Joker.

Audrey’s POV “Would you like me to make your eyeshadow darker, ma’am?” the makeup artist asked as she carefully blended color over my eyelids. I was at the hotel, getting ready for Papa’s 70th birthday party. The theme: Hollywood Superheroes. I chose to go as Catwoman, sleek, mysterious, dangerous. I wasn’t sure if Sage would come as Batman, but he said maybe Captain America. I just let him decide. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if he could make it tonight. He’d been drowning in business meetings lately, barely reaching out.

Catherine says, shifting as I tumble into her. She tries to lash at me, stopping my attack. I counter, trying to subdue her. Kole watches in shock as Catherine and I fight, scrambling along the ground for that precious antidote. “Stop!” Kole says, as Catherine nips me. “What is going on.” Catherine shifts into human form so she looks like the rational one while I stay in my wolf form. I have her pinned to the ground, completely in control of this situation. Maybe Kole is judging me for it.

Alpha Troy's face seemed mortified. "I warned you, didn't I?" I questioned him. His eyes held fear and I could hear his heartbeat rapidly. "What is the matter, dear Troy? Cat got your tongue? Was I not just a mere useless woman in your eyes only a few minutes ago?" I asked him. He began to groan in pain as one by one, he lost connection to each one of his pack members. "STOP! " he yelled, in agony. I simply shook my head smiling. This was truly and utterly satisfying.

I long for a reprieve, a haven of serenity where I might find refuge. The injured cat approached me with caution, its eyes reflecting the anguish and vulnerability it had experienced. My heart went out to the unfortunate cat, its wounds a chilling reminder of the violence that prevailed in this world. Xavier's words pierced the darkness, jolting me back to consciousness. "Gwen? Where have you gone?" He yelled, his tone tinged with an odd blend of power and worry. The injured cat raced over to a younger version of Xavier, seeking solace. He placed a blanket on the ground, revealing that Xavier was the feline companion's owner. The cat's scars betrayed the violence he was capable of, making me