Evil Warrior Cat Novels & Stories

“Well Fuck!” Valaria was not one to swear, but this situation she had gotten herself into? This called for an F-Bomb or two. Valaria was sent here by the council, to gather Intel on the new family in town, this wouldn't usually sound that interesting but Valaria, The Council, The King and The Company were all a very particular kind of person, They were shifters, Panther Shifters. This new family she was sent to investigate? Well they were Wolves and one of them had just stopped inches away from the shrub she was hiding in on their land so you see a Fuck! Is most definitely needed.

"I was with Yara we have a test tomorrow. I was preparing for that." "You know how horrific incidents are happening out there and you alone drive the car late at nights." He was all set to scold her. "I would be careful I promise." She walked into her room but she could not sleep even after trying. The image of the cat kept coming in her head and soon a tear escaped her eyes followed by many. She sat up in the bed and let her eyes cry. She made up her mind that she'd get those bastards behind the bars and pay for their cruelty.

The room reverberated with the sounds of snarls and snarls, a symphony of fury and defiance. Kate launched herself at me from the side, her jaws clamping down on my hind leg. I howled in pain, but it only fueled my determination. With a swift movement, I shook her off, sending her crashing into a nearby wall. "You think you can defeat me?" I taunted, my voice laced with a primal ferocity. "I am stronger, faster, and more ruthless than either of you." But Vella wasn't about to back down. She charged at me, her teeth aiming for my throat. I countered with a swift swipe of my paw, claws leaving deep gashes on her shoulder. Blood dripped from her wounds, but she fought on, refusing to yield.

The moment the door closed, I plopped on the sofa, as if that exchange took all of my energy. Daphne's phone was still on the table, filled with chats that were still active. From where I sat, I could see the curses and pictures edited with ill-intent directed toward me. That was a group chat filled with my haters, and my daughter was the group admin. My heart was numb with sadness. I reached and grabbed for the phone, seeing the group announcement my daughter had just posted. "Today, we'll flood that old viper's tags!" Old viper—that was what they called me. Before I left the entertainment industry, I was well-known for my slightly upturned eyes, but my haters loved calling me a viper inste

"Even if my father was like a demon, he is still my father. Emilia cheated on him because of the piles of money that my father has. And I can't forgive Vladimir, I know he had something to do with it because he is also a sugapa with money like his mother. He took everything that was mine, all the properties that I brought back to life. Without me, maybe until now, the last assassin of Black Eagle is still alive." Kitty came a little closer to Victor and reached for the gun. "We can help each other because we only have one grievance. I can be trained to be able to kill. I will fight for my rights from the people who are killing me. If there is a flood of blood, I don't care as long as the ene

Catherine who had no feelings for Fredrick refused to accept the present. Damien is the heir to the Valentino Grand Duchy. He is the son of the Southern Kingdoms Emperor's brother. Damien and Catherine meet at the day the Kennedy Empire celebrates for having their first Saintess in a hundred years. From what I remember... Damien and Catherine had fallen in love and their relationship improved each coming day. Damien had shared the story of his past to her but, she wished to continue loving him. She accepted his past and had accepted all that he was about to do in the future.

I wiped blood from my split lip with the back of my hand and spat red onto the ground. “Last chance,” Selene said, fists clenched at her sides. “Who the hell are you?” I stopped moving. The fight drained out of my shoulders for one heartbeat, then the next. The bond under my ribs pulsed hot and angry, like it knew what was coming. I lifted my chin and looked her dead in the eye, every muscle coiled tight. “I’m not just any Catherine.” Her eyes narrowed to slits. “Then who?” “I'm Catherine The Viper. Queen of the fucking rogues.”

“Bloody hell, you're a hellcat.” Against her better judgement, Emily felt a slow smile steal the urge of her lips. She knew what she just did was considered childish, but she didn't care. Men like him would trample on anyone who showed them a weak link. And she wasn't a rag doll for him to treat anyhow. Lifting her chin, she said, “Cats do claw when they are threatened.”

Seemingly enraged by his actions, the large cat dashed towards him, like one with a personal vendetta to settle. Rash Tiger narrowed his eyes in surprise seeing the cause of the beast’s rage. The toe that Arthur had cut off was the reason for its fury. Although the stamp had ceased bleeding long ago – testament of the vitality and healing power of a Pseudo Legendary Class Magical Beast – it was still a weakness. And it was one that a Control Type like Frowning Tiger would never miss.

Three deep wounds were on his chest from its claws. The man looked at the door. He frowned at the newcomer. "You?" said the man. The newcomer walked towards him. "What do you need?" Instead of answering, it just smiled at him. ——— When he saw Damon's hands go up in flames, Raven couldn't believe it. Damon's fire chased the cat demon twice, but it was too quick to catch it. Cael couldn't keep pace with it as he threw his dual-blade dagger boomerang. Cael boomerang wound the demon on the right leg. If it used to be just the typical size of an ordinary cat, it has grown to be the size of a lion. It is still black with a tusk and no fangs. It has a spine-like triangular spike.