Gajeel Cat Novels & Stories

Slightly bumpy. Oddly shaped. His frown deepened. And then he pulled it out. The office fell SILENT. Roman stared at the object in his hand. A tiny. Glossy. Ugly cute. Ceramic. Cat. Frozen in a pose like it was blessing or judging him. Roman stared. Jace stared at the ceiling, lips twitching violently. Hale turned around, shoulders shaking with the effort of not laughing. Elena folded her arms. “Do you like it?”

Mjeal laugh as he said so. As the other guy name was exposed, a big and bold charter instantly had once again appeared after a long time above the guy at the other end of the phone who was scratching the laboratory mask outside as it was starting to make the skin under it felt itchy to the core. Name: Mjeal Agle Age: 1 000 years old Experimented No: 0000003 Species: Evolved Eagle Monster Original form: Eagle Intelligence: Conscious Organization: New Secret Illegal Researching [Immature]

I reign in my shock at the expensive art hanging up, not really paying attention to where I am walking. Then I am colliding head on with what felt like a wall of granite. I glance up and look straight into the same smoky grey eyes that lurked in every corner of my dreams last night. Um. What. My brain is short-circuiting. “Wha— um. What?” Eloquent, Kat. He raises his eyebrows, clearly amused at my discombobulation. And, shit, I am staring. I open my mouth to try again, but nothing comes out.

“But you also want a dog?” “No, no,” Jedi says, waving his hands in front of him. “No, I’m looking for a cat, a specific cat, grey tabby, nasty temper, but, she’s called Dog.” The girl stares at him. Jedi shrinks under her gaze. “Her name is Dog. It wasn’t me, by the way.”

The large man said with what could only be described as an ‘I told you so’ look. “What about you?” Doc asked Jill. “Are werecats the same way?” Gunny laughed and Jill shook his head. “No. We do have mates, but we are not tied to them like wolves are. And my breed is very…” “He’s a damned tomcat,” Gunny supplied. “Given half the chance, he’ll fuck you and Jack at the same time. And then prowl afterwards.” “I would not,” Jill objected. “I would have a snack and then go prowl.”