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.

Dash looked up at Caldwell with innocent eyes, seemingly understanding as his little mouth parted into a happy puppy smile. Just as Seraphina and Caldwell got into the SUV, a soft, faint meow suddenly echoed. Seraphina was stunned. She looked at the man in the passenger seat in complete surprise. "You keep a cat?" As werewolves, their innate nature usually leaned toward canines. It was exceedingly rare for a werewolf to choose a feline as a pet. However, she watched as Caldwell set down his backpack. Inside lay an incredibly elegant white Devon Rex, wearing a pearl necklace.

Today, she will be coming to see us. I and Camilla prepared a little bit of every dish she loved as a child. “Uncle Charles! Auntie Camilla! Am back! Came the joyful announcement from Kate. Kate’s POV The Stewarts are my favorite people. Uncle Charles and auntie Camilla are like my parents. I don’t joke with them at all. We sat down and discussed at length. Auntie Camilla will occasionally hint on my relationship with Emma. “Both of you have been inseparable since childhood. You always look good together.”

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.”

Something about her face, the shape of her eyes, the way she held herself— "Have we met before?" Annie asked Katherine suddenly. Katherine's expression didn't change. "What—No." "Are you sure? You look like—I feel like I've seen you somewhere—" "I'm certain," Katherine said, but her eyes shifted away just slightly as if she was lying to Annie. Killian's phone buzzed. He pulled it out and frowned at the screen. "It's Uncle Deka." The name made everyone straighten. Uncle Deka—Killian and Brie's maternal uncle, one of the most respected wolves in the territory. He didn't text unless it was important.

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.”

“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.