Evil Warrior Cat Novels & Stories

All the demons present trembled when they heard it. Aesop, who had an astonished expression on his face, looked toward the sound source. Then, he saw a big white ape and a big white cat in armor flying from the outside. Boom! Boom! Boom! The Vajra Demonic Ape’s huge body destroyed countless buildings, as if it were a rampaging tank. In comparison, the body of the white cat, Whitey, was much slimmer. The Vajra Demonic Ape that had rushed to the front looked at the scene before it and roared.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Catherine said "You are evil. How could you say you never cared about my father? He is your destined mate," I said, and she laughed. "No, he isn't," Catherine said, which shocked me. Her claws started to extend, and she pushed them through my chest and pulled out my heart. I fell to the ground, and all I saw was blackness.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Blinking, she turned to find Eric behind her, gripping Eva’s hand as he glared at the other woman. “Who the fuck are you?” Eric yelled at her. Eva tried to shake her hand free of Eric’s tight grip. When that didn’t work. She said angrily. “Eva Sinclair, Cat’s mother.” “You are not and never will be my mother.” Cat counted. Eric flung Eva’s hand away, repulsed. Observing Cat, he noticed her slight tremor, her emotions laid bare. She clearly did not want this tacky woman present. Eric could also discern her embarrassment. He touched her cheek, the spot where the woman would have struck her if Eric hadn’t intervened.

but the person concerned put her hands in defense quickly Then she raised her foot and hit her chest violently, causing Celine to gasp, clutching her chest in pain Ardina stood up, "Kill her like you killed that old man." Her wolf muttered excitedly to her..he loves to kill, because of his instinct and because he is a sadist " Come on, puppy, I'm waiting for you here." Ardina wanted to provoke her with this, and she succeeded, Celine, or rather her wolf, roared with great nervousness.

“Do you have any idea where he’d taken Eloise to?” “No. But I don’t think he wants her dead. He tells me of how ‘important’ she is to his plan.” I stared at Katalier, it was like looking right into a person’s shadow. “What did he do to you?” I asked and she broke down in tears. Katalier, who hadn’t shed tears even after she was rescued from Nathan, was now in tears. “He’s a monster, Alpha. Not the kind of monster who kills people, but the type who torments them into their own death. He’s dangerous and powerful and evil.” She said, eyes darting around the room, but refusing to meet mine.

“I know. I will speak to your momma and dads. Lucky is a good man. We need to leave. Erm, what is that thing?” I ask when she shifts in my arms and looks at the big cat. “That is a Patger. She is really sweet.” She says, well I wouldn’t use the word sweet after she has just killed someone and maimed others. But whatever. She kisses my jaw and I look down at her. I lift her higher and move in to kiss her. She pulls away, covering her mouth with her hand.

ALINA The Wolf Slayer led me to a room, not bothering to speak or even glance my way. The few times I was brave enough to look at him. I was blessed with the side of the chiseled face. The man was so handsome it should be illegal to look that good and be as evil as he was. His jaw was clenched which made me think I annoyed him for some reason. I was terrified he would notice my scent now. He wouldn’t care that he claimed me as his mate. To him, I’ll be another werewolf mutt and he will kill me.

Then, the SUVs arrived, a convoy of shiny black vehicles that moved with predatory grace. When the doors opened, the atmosphere turned to ice. A dozen men stepped out, all in black suits, their auras thick with power. But the man who stepped out of the middle car was different. He wore a navy suit that hugged shoulders broad enough to carry the weight of the whole realm. He didn't just walk, he moved like he owned the very ground beneath him. He must be Kael. The new Lycan Enforcer. His eyes seemed to be scanning the crowd and I immediately dropped my gaze, just Incase. Rule one; As a human, Never make eye contact with a powerful wolf or Lycan of great power.