Deku Cat Novels & Stories

Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past. The next chapter of her discovery unveiled the resurgent werecats, a species once thought to be extinct. The enigmatic presence preserving their existence amidst the brink of oblivion was the revelation of Alpha King Blaze Neptune Hunter's transformation into a Tiger form in the fateful year of 1983. He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline.

My wolf is not, even I feel that my wolf is an albino wolf. Kitty has white fur that is slightly dreadlocks but not rough, she has claws that are sharp but not strong and sharp, she also has paws and hands that are colored like bubble gum. There’s no way if my wolf is an omega from the common people can look so luxurious and beautiful like that, right? And from the start Kitty had a necklace with a scarlet pendant instead of a yellow shoulder strap. “Forget about this for a while, Kate. You have to prepare a few things for the dinner party.”

she points at the black tabby cat that lounged lazily on the cat bed along the foyer. Deedah waves her hand dismissively. She plants a firm kiss on her best friend's forehead before they both settling in her master's bedroom where they cuddled and sulked.

“So you got a kitten today. Tell me about it?” “Well it’s a girl. She’s really small with blue eyes. She is all white with orange, and black spots. Dee-Dee called her a calico. She’s about two months old. She is sweet, but shy. I….um…had actually called you to let you know I had to make a big purchase today to get what I needed for her. I’ll find a way to pay it back. I’ll get a job if I have to.”

I said accepting my drink from RJ and the fact that I couldn’t talk with Crispin at this moment. “Yes, we were, so I’ll start with Leo and move onto Lucy and then we need to talk about your appearance at court next week.” My dad says after putting his half-empty glass down. “Ok our War cats are a crossbreed from our animals from Crustalia planet that made the trip with Earth’s feline creatures. They might look similar or act as the cats you know but they are not.”

“Is that your cat?” Decker looked at me. It felt as if he could see right through me then he said quietly, “Mine passed away. I found out she had more kittens recently before that. Miss Miller kept one back. I got it to give you.” I stared at him. At the white cat in his arms. At the way it looked so small against his broad chest, its blue eyes blinking up at me. “You... you got me a cat?” Decker's jaw tightened. He looked almost uncomfortable. “You've been through a lot. I thought... I thought you might need something to take care of. Something that's yours. Something that could be there when I’m… not.”

"It's alright," she said, though she didn't mean it. "Did you hear that, Code? Your name's not so bad after all. Funny how you still ignore me when I call you." Jack chuckled. "What kind of cat is he? He's huge," Jessie asked while stroking Code with open curiosity. "He's a Maine Coon. Also, Ronny bought me that fluffy, intimidating one over there with the blue eyes. That's a Siberian." Jack introduced the cats one by one.

Meridian and Crescent University are where we belong. Not long after that, I leave to pick Billie up for our study session. I wonder how my little feral kitten has been doing all day. I've kept an eye on her through Fleming and Dom, who have texted me updates throughout the day. She's had a big day, from the confrontation with Spader to her first meal with the rest of the Underground, and her first exposure to werewolf jealousies.

JP growled at Zande while Luka was chuckling. “Okay, Zande, give your uncle a chance to explain to us about the children,” Luka said as he tried to compose himself. “They are Jaguars.” Everyone in the room was shocked and silence followed his words. “Look uncle I know I am the last person to talk but are you sure you want to raise cats with a bunch of dogs,” Luka growled when he called them dogs.

So much for the King of the jungle. "Ah, right," I drag out. "The question, I asked one, didn't I? So which one do you want to be? Heads up, the monster role is taken." I grin wide enough to show off my canines. Most of the cats don't have them when they're in their human form, but since I'm what Luka calls a freak of nature, and I have Atlas- we are proud owners of far too long canines.