Evil Warrior Cat Novels & Stories

“My little kitty, are you driving a sports car or an Ox Cart? Why so slow, Baby?” Evan taunted while looking at his little kitty who is trying her best to control speed within safe range. She forgot the fact that she is in the city of crime. Xarxe belongs to him. He is the rule here. Nothing can restrict her here except…

Eva growled like a kitten that was about to jump and claw on the face of her kidnapper. Damien lazily glanced in her direction. “Are you certain about that?"

We're still winning. We are, technically. But Mike's sharper these days. Not stronger—just... better trained. Beta training is a privilege and a responsibility. And an annoying advantage when your older brother has been drilled in strategy and control while you've been drilled in "try not to kill each other in the basement." I'm Catherine Evans. Cat to everyone who knows me. KitCat to my family, because apparently they're incapable of letting go of anything cute and humiliating. I turned eighteen earlier this year—and finally got to shift into my wolf.

I looked at him, still feeling as if something was wrong, "What's up with you?" "Fucking rogue jaguars, man! They have absolutely no self-control." I raised an eyebrow inviting him to continue. "I had to rip one of those horny bastards off of some poor guy. He had him pinned down in an alley. The whole place smelled of fear and arousal. I think I got there just in time, too. Any longer and the cat would have probably been mid-deed." "Shit. Was the guy okay?"

The tribal men joined too but Katana was faster and slashed through many necks, taking the toll to win the fight. One of the bandits came closer and attacked Katana with his incredible speed. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the bandit shifted into a cheetah and to my amusement, it was as big as a werewolf. A werecheetah? I had read about them in the books but never thought I would see one. He easily bashed Katana and threw her away.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

An evil and domineering glint in his eyes. "I might not know all about those but I do have sympathy for others but you lack that!" "I am not a cold monster, dear Katara. I am only doing what is fitting for Valmore." He answered. She walked towards him, daring his menacing stare. "That’s also being an ass, you bastard!" She said as she tipped herself up on her toes, looking in his eyes, her wolf straining to get free. He growled as his hands shot out to grab her be the elbows.

Valkerie nodded, her reptilian eyes blinking slowly. "Yes, Evana. You are the reincarnation of my first master who was mated to a hybrid. He was a werewolf and a witch but I did not root for him. He was evil and cruel and he wanted to use my master to take so many packs by force," she adds as I brush my hands through Moonlight's fur. "You must be careful. I don't think Zanicus is going to let this opportunity slip off," Valkerie says in warning and I furrow my brows.

Landing on all paws, Steven bared his teeth at the shocked demons. “He is strong, be careful how you fight him,” the man Medlyn left in charge yelled at his people before shifting into a cat and easily evading Steven’s attack with his flexibility and small stature, landing on Aliyah’s hair. She growled and shifted her hand into paw to slap him away but ended up slapping herself because the cat jumped out of her hair and was now biting on her leg. She kicked it but ended up tripping and falling and at that, the cat jumped on her chest. His yellow and black eyes locked with her shocked blue ones and he snarled and bit on her neck. Paralyzing her right there and then.

This reminds me of the scene back when I turned 18, but somehow this seems a lot more… gruesome. I hear it before I see it and manage to move out of the way of its large paw. “What the fuck is that?!” Kon cries out with wide eyes, but I had no fucking clue this time. The beast looks like a rottweiler but is as large as a fucking grizzly bear, and right now, it has its blood-red eyes trained on me. What the fuck is happening here? Where is Caterina? Movement out of the corner of my eye gets my attention, and I see Fenriz’s Lycan beast jump behind this massive dog and grab it in a chokehold.