Clarisse Cat Novels & Stories

The cat was already healed by Claire, and his wound already closed but since it was bloodied, Claire showered the cat with the help of Si Rou’s ability which is water. After cleaning it, Claire carried the cat who lost consciousness when she was healing it. And after she entered the supermarket, she immediately handed the cat to Zhi Yin. That’s the reason why Zhi Yin is currently holding the cat who is still unconscious. ‘You are quite lucky to meet me and survived.’ – Zhi Yin thought as he fiddled the front cat paw of the cat.

She rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling, at the faint crack running above the wardrobe she’d been meaning to fix for months. Her mouth tasted stale. Her head throbbed faintly, not from alcohol because she hadn’t drunk enough for that, but from exhaustion, the kind that sleep didn’t touch. Something pressed against her ribs. Nyx. The Siamese cat was sprawled across her chest like a queen claiming territory, cream-colored fur warm against Clara’s black tank top. One blue eye blinked open lazily, assessing her. “You’re heavy,” Clara murmured, voice rough. Nyx responded with a pointed flick of her tail and settled more firmly, as if offended by the suggestion.

“That’s not true…” “Don’t,” Reed cut her off, his voice sharp as steel. He stalked closer, eyes narrowing. “I’ll hear this once, explain yourself.” Her heart thundered. How could she explain claws, glowing eyes, hunters who called her by the identity she hid? How could she confess without sealing her death sentence? Axel’s laugh cut through the tension, low and amused. “You really don’t see it, do you, Fang leader? She’s not yours to command. She never was.”

I couldn't imagine how these two alphas didn't have a go at each other. "Of course. To embrace the animal makes us inhuman. He has his primal instincts now. He is dominant and wild. We're going to have him tamed again. We have such a bright specimen, it would be a waste of government resources otherwise, do you not agree?" Dr. Dawson put his hand against the wall and the specimen stimulated immediately. His low growl immediately turned into a roar as he charged against the wall. He rammed himself into the window so hard that I flinched wondering if it would crack. Seeing, there wasn't even a crack, he shoved his face against the glass blinders as much as he could see. His eyes twit

"We did good, team. But let’s not get too comfortable. There’s always another mission." Clara nodded. "Yeah, but not tonight, we will celebrate. We deserve it but am tired too " ******** As April walked through the hall way, she encountered new people coming out of the dining room. She realized she had been unconscious since morning. They all ignored her as if she were invisible, going into rooms that had been locked for a long time. Only two girls approached her. She stepped back in fear. " Hi, am Bluey and she's Pistol the parrot" Bluey smiled at her. She forced out a smile.

In fact, her stomach was empty, but Clarisse still held on with the last of her strength, waiting for a chance to escape from here. Heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway. A guard opened the door. “The elders want you to sign a document—“ Clarisse slowly raised her head, her eyes glowing red. When the guard bent down, Clarisse attacked like a wounded animal. Clarisse used the blunt end of the chain attached to the wall to wrap around the guard’s neck. Her breath was ragged, her body trembling with pain and rage. The guard struggled, but Clarisse pressed down with insane force. The neck snapped.

As soon as we stepped out of the car, Claire gestured toward a trio of cats lounging on the porch. “Meet our welcoming committee,” she said with a laugh. “That’s Momo, Ginger, and Patch.” The cats eyed me with mild interest before going back to their nap in the sun. “They’re Claire’s little rescues,” Bennett explained as he grabbed my small bag from the trunk. “She has a habit of bringing home strays.” Claire shrugged playfully. “What can I say? I have a soft spot for those who need a second chance.” Her words hit me harder than I expected, and I quickly looked away, pretending to admire the flowers.

he repeated. Brett watched warily as the young woman across from him poured tea into his cup, her movements graceful and deliberate. She took a small sip from her own cup before meeting his gaze with a gentle smile. “I am Clarisse,” she said softly, “though you might not recognize the name, I think you’re more familiar with my title… The alpha’s daughter.”

She quickly excused herself from Rainier's presence. Rainier stood still. He looked at his fingers and touched the part with the band aid. The cat had rubbed itself against his leg and it brought him back to reality. Rainier picked the cat up and started at its greenish blue eyes. "You can't go inside." he put the cat down and disappeared through the wall. What a strange guy. Clara had returned to the library and Renee was sitting there playing around with a piece of notebook, toying it around with her fingers and closed it when Clara stepped inside.

*Mackenzie* „Why are you so persistent on keeping it? Caris was right; this poor little thing had no chance of surviving. You’re only prolonging its agony.” Claire asked, staring down at the lynx peacefully sleeping on the pillow. „Please, not you, too. I can hear it from Caris, but I pegged you for someone with great compassion.” I sighed from the kitchen, pouring the hot water into the teapot. „Well, thank you for the compliment, but the fact remains that this little creature is dying.” She stood with her arms crossed at the entrance to the kitchen.