Cheshire Cat Oc Novels & Stories

Overwhelmed by frustration, I cursed out loud, not caring if I wake the neighbors groaned into the couch. I'm soon greeted by the calming purr of my cat, Chelsea. The Turkish Angora struts towards me in a graceful stride, her tail snaking around my feet as she rubs her nose against my legs. My heart warmed at the cute gesture, and I crouched down to her eye level, earning a satisfied purr as I ran my hands through her shiny white fur. “Tonight wasn't the night Chelsea,” I tell her solemnly, and as if sensing my sadness, Chelsea tilts her head to the side, her blue eyes shining with curiosity. “I'm going to die a virgin at this rate.”

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.

If I wanted to I could march in and snatch the woman and child away with a snap of my fingers, but what fun would that be? I'm the cheshire cat and they are mice allowed to live only for my amusement. Besides making a dog do tricks in hopes of securing a treat is much more entertaining than giving them away for naught. I will forgive this little blunder just this once. "You have one more chance to prove yourself useful to me child. Now that you know his strength and caliber we must find a way to surpass him." He nodded his head energetically. He was eager to prove himself worthy though he never would be. He was but a means to an end, however he didn't know that yet. By the time he realizes i

How is it she can see so much? "You have a mixture. Almost half and half, which is odd since you are only one fourth of a Pivurlion. There is also a golden haze blending into the rest. It is a clear signature of a werecat." "Why is that? Why are the Kexon so special?"

Aries POV: "What do you want to know, kitten?" "Well," Charlotte looked up from her half eaten plate of dessert. The warmth from her hot pie slowly melted her chocolate ice cream into a half-thawed brown soup. Hot apple pie and chunky chocolate ice cream sprinkled with chopped pecans and chocolate syrup didn't seem like the best combination but Charlotte seemed to love it. "I k-know that your kings and that y-your........Lycans?" "Good girl." Theós purred out.

“That remains tae be seen.” Cat made a sound that was half laugh, half squeal, and slipped away under the excuse of refilling her glass, leaving me alone with them. Kieran stepped a fraction closer, enough for the faint scent of whisky and cedar to reach me. “Then maybe we ought tae make our case.” I sipped my whiskey, pretending my pulse wasn’t thrumming like a fucking hummingbird in my throat. Can they see my pulse? Bloody hell. “Maybe ye should.” I purr in return.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

“Ohh. I'm afraid you're right. Ouuu! How about this?” When I looked it was a picture I'd taken of my black cat. Now I'm missing Noya. Her cute green eyes shone. “Emmm…not so sure I wanna use that.” “And…perfecto!” I looked at Chloe and took a deep sigh. I was lost in the urge to haul something at her. "Name." She typed without waiting. I craned my neck. "What did you put?" "Nightingale." She said it so full of her self like it was as perfect of those pictures the Artemis II Austronauts took. I rolled my eyes at her making a disgusted face.

The orange menace currently sprawled across my arms. Not me…..Obviously not me. I suddenly become aware of how warm my face feels. Wonderful, just fantastic. Exactly what I needed today. I feel so Humiliated, I clear my throat. A little too loudly. Dante glances toward me, one dark eyebrow lifting slightly. “The cat is actually a boy.” Mochi opens one eye, dante looks at the cat. Then at me, then back at the cat. For a moment, nobody says anything. Then……

she croaked out. Chase clenched his jaw and bent down a little to her level, then placed both his fore and middle finger under her chin and nudged it a little too harshly, making her whimper. He held her chin between the two fingers and jerked her head up so she'd look at him in the eye. “When I decide something, it happens according to how I want it, so, getting, you'll play the game, and that's final. Am I clear?", {"Kitten"}