Chococat Novels & Stories

As he stood there, just inside the entrance hall, listening for any signs of life upstairs, he couldn't decide if Morningside Mews was really as safe as its website claimed or if the son of a bitch was just a plain idiot for going to bed without enabling his security system. Andrei was about to head to the living room and begin his long wait when Cooper's furry friend, a Sphynx cat named Chloe, jumped out of the shadows and purred at his feet as she rubbed her hairless body against his legs. He crouched down and scratched her ears, surprised at her lack of loyalty as she purred and licked his hand. Andrei didn't doubt for a second that if she were a dog, she would have barked like crazy and

At least they were familiar faces in this madhouse. But before I could take a single step toward them, a hand clamped onto mine. I turned, and my breath caught. Kika. Her eyes burned into mine, both her hands wrapped in thick bandages, crutches tucked awkwardly under her arms. How the hell is she even here? I thought, my stomach twisting. I paralyzed her… “Congratulations on becoming the 100th wild cat,” Kika said with a faint smile, her voice surprisingly calm. “Thank you,” I replied, trying to mirror her expression, though my gaze kept drifting to her bandaged arms. She looked like she was barely standing. “I’m really sorry for all this,” I added, gesturing toward her injuries.

Make the girl rub her forehead. Drrtt ... drtt ... drttt .. Cheryl's cell phone vibrated. The girl quickly grabbed her cellphone, and a smile broke out. The One: Hello there. Cherylalala: Hey, Cheryl's speaking. Who's there. The One: prince on horseback. Cherylalala: I'm a cat. The One: since when do cats have babies? Cats have lust. Cherylalala: You're perverted 😌😌. The One: Male brain was created by thinking about sex every second.

She pushed her knees together to hold the rod while she touched the mysterious object. She put her hands on either side of it. There were rubber like things which protuded out and a lot of fur which was around the rubber things. She touched and surmised that the fur was short, it did not grow long in places. As she felt around the back she thought it must be a ball of fur. There was a matted mass of what she assumed was moss and slime that was caked to the back of the head. She knew it would be impossible to just touch so she opened her mouth and tasted it. She froze.

yet they made it worked. " You met all of them, who do you get along with the most?" I didn't even have to think about it, I just knew. " Allison" She started laughing and it was the most beautiful sound. "Ally Cat? Yeah, I have to admit she is easy to get along with. She hates conflict." And that was the truth, Allison is a creative little thing a couple of inches taller than Catalya. She has long pitch black hair with bright blue eyes, she is a fashion designer and her designs are incredible. Her pale skin is a complete opposite from her black hair, which gave her a more gothic look sometimes depending on her makeup. She has an hourglass figure with curves on all the right places, Collin

Lily stretched out her arms, fluttering like a butterfly on the soft flower bed. "Stop." Suddenly, with a loud scream, Elias pulled Lily's arm from the flowers. Lily couldn't help but look at Elias in surprise. He quickly explained: "Do you see those yellow flowers?" Lily nodded, and Elias continued to explain: "It's a carnivorous flower. If you touch it lightly, it can eat a piece of your flesh." Lily took a few steps back in fear. Venn looked at Lily's expression and laughed. Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward.

she called while running her thumb over the top of the can as she looked around. Dorky came from “dork”—which came from “dark”—which was the kitten’s fur. A crackling sound made her stop walking as she looked down to find a plastic wrapper with a face of a gray cat on the ground. As if she could catch the person who had possibly brought the sachet of cat wet food, the blonde walked away from the entrance just to look around. For some reason, she knew that it was the same person in a black hoodie from seven days ago.

After being humiliated and disowned by her own pack and family the 18-year-old Noella Cindy James, goes Rouge. After tumbling in the depths of the unwanted city, she begins to challenge life. Day after day, anger, hate, malice, eating her up, she becomes bloodthirsty for revenge.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

On our way home, we stopped at a shop brimming with vibrant candies, chocolate bars, and treats in various shapes and sizes. Chloe's eyes widened in delight; candy was undoubtedly her weakness. She peered through the glass, contemplating her choices. Bruce stood beside me, arms crossed, both of us observing Chloe with shared amusement.