Cheshire Cat Human Novels & Stories

Duke huffed in my head. “It’s entertaining. I never knew they could move like that.” I said. “Cats are weird. Their whole spine can twist in all kinds of funny ways.” “Do you see it always lands on it’s feet?” “I see everything you are. Idiot.” “Don’t start.” “What a weird creature.” “Yes it is.” “Leila loves it.” “So does Chastity.” “Fine. I guess we can keep it.” “And you won’t try to eat it?”

I asked but the cat's paw pointed to the dark corridor. "Are you sure that your pet is a cat? It seems that he is more human than you." "Huh? What do you mean?" I faced the guy as my heart beats faster in nervousness. Did he figure out that Tori is a human with shapeshifting ability? "Domicci," the guy muttered while looking at Tori. The cat walked to the dark corridor and I immediately followed in panic. "Wait, Tori!" The guy was walking behind me and I looked at him with accusing eyes. "What did you do?"

He went towards it then carry the black cat. "I didn't know that you have a pet cat too." Alexis commented then caressed the black cat's head. The black cat started to purr while wagging its tail. "She's not my pet. She's my sister - your pet." Alexis was shocked. "What?!" She exclaims then carried the black cat. "Can she turn human too?" Yuko shook his head. "Aw... I don't remember on how to make you a human. I still don't have my memories." Alexis commented.

The only other colored fur was near the head in a form of a black mohawk that slid along its spine a few feet; stopping about mid-way on a normal cat's back. It slid down and landed with next to no sound, its eyes watching me as it waited. "Kasey, this is Sorscha, she is my familiar. She's what you mortals call a Tatzelwurm." Latifa walked over to the beast that's head was half the size of Latifa. Its paws are bigger than the width of my chest. It was huge! "How.....did...." I looked back at the small shadowy corner it came from in complete shock and confusion.

Its edges of its lips etched from ear to ear, grinning at her. "Cheshire Cat?" "No." It frowns and disappears within a blink of an eye. Wiping the endless tears from her eyes and her cheeks, she straightened her back. Suddenly, a loud click startled her. A spotlight from above her illuminated the throne in front. There, sat a man in a jester outfit, his leg crossed over the other, both of his forearms rested on the armrest and his eyes lazily looked at her own, his lips now stretching wide, flashing her his toothy smile, "Hello."

Viishaun chuckled and replied, "Burden? No. Never. Thank you for being understanding. I'll ask those marquises to properly greet you later. Soon after the breakfast, the two female marquises pledge loyalty to Scheriziel. Later on, she decided to walk around the garden. The sound of a whimpering cat had caught her attention. Then she lifted her head to look around. Later on, she noticed a scared kitten on the branch. "Hey, what are you doing there? How'd yah got in there?" she tried to get the kitty by calling it 'Pessspessssttt~ Come, kitty kitty.``

She immediately handed over the cat to th lady who kissed it continously. "Shhh mama is here kitty. Mama wants you for herself". Clara inhaled Viper . She was angry to see the human girl touch her lover but even as she wanted to exert anger, her magic if cracked voice made her sound painful.

I wouldn't, but I'd be damned if he'd follow me and think he was getting away with it. I waited in my human form beside the marsh, hidden in thick reeds and grassy shrubs. He came into my line of sight in his cat form, which only pissed me off more. When he was close enough, I tackled his skinny little feline body and had him on his back with my hand at his throat in seconds. His feline stench only made me angrier. His back claws scratched down my chest as he continued to fight and hiss. I backed up a bit and tossed him ten feet away.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

“Cats are basically small tigers.” Chloe planted her hands on her hips and studied him critically. “You look ridiculous,” she declared. “You look ridiculouser.” “That’s not a word.” “It is now.” I put them both in Chloe’s room. There was only one spare bed in the flat, and separating them seemed pointless. They would just wander back to each other anyway.