Evil Warrior Cat Novels & Stories

Cheska's POV He arrived and I could feel the rage in him. I forced my eyes open. Everything blurred at the edges, but he was there. “For an injured and leopardless shifter, you’re some hell of a tough bitch. I’ll give you that. You’re stubborn,” Valentine said quietly, squatting before me.. “I was made like this. Cats don’t give up easily. We have nine lives, unlike you,” I said, which seemed to pissed him off just by the movements of her jaw.

Then suddenly… They start dropping. One after another. Bodies hit the ground. Dead. Silence follows. I turn. Catherine is standing perfectly still. Her eyes have gone completely black. Not human. Not wolf. Something else entirely. Valeria stumbles backward. "Treason!" she screams. "Anyone who kills the witch and her boyfriend will earn favor from the Alpha and…" Her words stop. Catherine raises one hand. That's all. Valeria's voice dies in her throat. Her eyes widen. She claws desperately at her neck.

“I’ve always had faith in this team and in Riley.” “Good. Then we need a plan,” Silas said. “Got anything in mind, Riley?” I looked out beyond the safe point, toward the upper mountain where moonlight spilled over the stone paths in long silver streaks. “The Mooncrown Stalker.” That killed the tiny bit of warmth left in the air. Odin rubbed a hand over his face. “You mean the giant murder-cat nobody sane hunts on purpose?” I nodded. Silas gave a low whistle and leaned back against the rock. “Well. That would definitely count as risking everything.”

She stopped when she noticed the room had dropped a few degrees and she looked at the man with her to notice that he was vibrating and she need not to be told that it was from anger. The next she saw was him turning to the wardrobe behind him and turning back to her with a sliver gun in his hand, pointed at her. His eyes were darker than usual and every pore on his body spoke of danger. Her heart missed a beat as she finally realized that she was now looking at the El Diablo her father told her about and she wondered what her fate would be.

I keep on forgetting that he’s a fucking vampire and moves a lot quicker than I do, but this! He saunters over to me and leans in close to my ear. “You sure you want out, Hellcat?” he whispers. “Because something tells me that’s where you want to be.” “Ugh, you’re such an asshole!” My mind is telling me to push this arrogant prick away, but my body is pulling me toward submission. Being stubborn as fuck, I decide to taunt him. “So, is this what you want? Me fighting back? Does it turn you on, Beast?”

"I said answer me! Don't make me repeat myself, kitty!" "Yes, I'm yours. Now please stop hurting me!" The Cat whimpered, tears streaming down his cheeks. The Lycan grinned widely and leaned down to give the Tiger a feverish kiss before pushing him further onto the ground and thrusting deeper into the Cat. The Lycan's lips trailed down the Cat's torso, sucking at his chest and kissing swollen hard nipples while using his free hand to cup his cheek. His tongue traced it's way up to the Tiger's left ear. The Cat shuddered under his touch, arching his body upwards to meet the Lycan's Kisses, his lower half rolled, making the Lycan's monstrous cock dive deeper inside of him.

It was the cat he hated above all others; the baby killer. The alpha liked to use his fists, and when that didn't give him satisfying results, he grabbed a tire iron. Nicolas's last thought before his blood-drenched eyes went dark... If there's no vamp, I'm a dead fucking wolf.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

Anna joked. - At Velmont island 8th territory. "Father! Release Elroi, he's not doing anything wrong!" Catrina yelled. "Shut up!" His comrades killed my men, how come he's not doing anything wrong! "Said Catrina's father, Grandboss Bobby Saint.

As a result, her body's agility became even faster and unpredictable. Unfortunately, the two catmen were members of a cold-blooded assassination squad. They had a lot of experience. Their techniques and ways of killing and attacking were different from novice warriors like Arya Santanu. They paid attention to the demeanor and nature of their enemies. Trying to find the smallest unexpected loopholes. The White Lion made a sign in the middle of the fight. He invited the Black Tiger to use his move. "Panther technique; claw attack!" Black Tiger treaded through the air and increased his speed by utilizing the momentum created by his limbs' need to tread in various positions in the air. He slamme