Chipped Catra Mga Nobela at Kwento

- With your wound, you will only bother me. The adviser watched helplessly as his friend changed, turning from a slender, fair-haired youth into a golden, powerful jaguar. Landing on all fours, Tristan hastily jumped to the side, dodging the razor-sharp teeth of the basilisk. The cat walked around the hissing creature with a soft gait, lightly springing his paws and tensing his elastic muscles.

As the man regained his footing, Katrina pounced on him. She sank her teeth into his leg and tore, tearing through the flesh and muscle. Blood splattered everywhere, coating her muzzle and staining her fur. The man screeched in agony and struggled, trying to dislodge her paws from his calf. Katrina snapped her teeth even harder at his leg. Suddenly, the pressure released from his thigh and he fell to the ground, clutching at his injury. Katrina let him go and watched him collapse with satisfaction.

He requested with his right wing extracting dark claw from its edge. Catherine sluggishly staggered back on her feet "I don't know what you are talking about." She replied. "Wrong answer!" Tjandamurra cut in and his wing raced out but before it could get to her, the wing fell completely segregated from his back and he yelled in pain. Crimson fluids oozed down his back and he immediately went on one knee crying ceaselessly.

The creature’s fangs gleamed as it growled, ready to strike. A surge of adrenaline pulsed through Cathrine, and with a swift movement, she struck out, her hand connecting with the tiger’s side. The force of her blow sent it flying back, crashing into a nearby tree. The beast whimpered in pain, staggering back on unsteady legs before retreating slowly into the shadows. Kieran’s mouth fell open in shock, his mind reeling at what he had just witnessed. How was Cathrine this powerful? She had always been...ordinary. But this? His gaze flicked to Luca, who stood calmly, watching the entire scene with an almost knowing smile.

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Celeste had left a bruise on her neck from choking her too hard. I clenched my teeth. I rushed over to Celeste and swiftly picked her up from the ground. There was this intense feeling inside me, a strong urge that I couldn't resist, and my claws elongated. "Please," Celeste pleaded and brushed her hair aside, revealing the marking bond around her neck. Seeing it made me refrain from immediately finishing her on the spot. My hand felt stiff and difficult to move. But I can't bear to see anyone harm Catrina. "No."

Delilah cried, her voice filled with urgency, as the incessant animal collided into Visenya, sending them both plummeting thirty feet to the unforgiving ground below. Visenya tumbled violently onto the hard rocks, each impact eliciting a yelp of pain as her body sustained cuts and bruises. She lay there in the gravel, her form covered in a macabre mixture of dirt and her own blood, while every muscle and fiber screamed in agonizing protest. The pestilent cat snarled menacingly a few feet away, its determination to kill undeterred despite its own injured state. "Shift already!" Delilah growled, her voice brimming with fierce valor. "Let me out so we can tear this fucker apart!"

“Don’t worry, Christopher and Angelo have gone to fetch them. We need to get you as far away from here as possible.” “I’m not leaving until I see Marla.” Seemingly dejected, he temporarily gave up his persuasion and focussed on getting Douglas on call instead. “Douglas, we’ve been tricked.” He said. “They’ve attacked us here. We need more people here right now!” “What do you mean tricked?” April asked in surprise. “Uh..” He stammered. “Now is not the time to explain things-” “Marla,” I mumbled as my eyes caught a figure coming toward us.

Catia was behind us, her expression full of astonishment as she tried to process the conversation she just heard. “Are you the shepherd?” She blinks. “No, I’m just filling in for him today. He got hurt yesterday. Uh, are you two okay?” “Why? Do we look like we’re not okay?” “Catia, give me the stick. I’ll do it. I don’t want you associating with this-” Colton gives me a dirty side, and I flip him off once again. “Eat ass, it’ll help with your fucking attitude.” “Why can you not say anything normal? Why would... god!”

My mate spun on his heels and ran, and I was on his tail as we sprinted outside. He stopped abruptly, and I stepped around him. His arm went out in front of me, blocking me. Tera, the cat shifter who’d killed my nurse after holding me hostage, had her claws to Jay’s throat. She stood behind him and was shorter than him, but those nails looked really damn sharp. My eyes scanned my best friend—on the ground, covered in mud, and totally pissed. But also, she was kind of glowing. And Jay was equally muddy… Yeah, they’d definitely mated.