Ghostbuster Cat Novels & Stories

I tried to best it by not blinking first, but I lost. "Your cat is weird, you know," Amethyst told me. "It's pitch black and a bit intimidating. Are you sure it's just a Bengal?" "Bengal cats are as big as this cat. And the little creature is just melanized, that's all." She shrugged and walked toward the bathroom carrying her basket of toiletries. It followed me to the bathroom. And I bathe it as well. Obviously, it doesn't want to take a bath since I received a couple of scratches from the little monster. I managed to borrow Sirita's spare toothbrush and brush the cat's teeth.

He frowns at me. “Did you not have a childhood spent reading ghost hunting manuals?” I growl, frustrated. He grins at me like, obviously, he did not. I roll my eyes. “A poltergeist! Like, the kind of ghost that can move objects and scare people! Knock things off of tables and open cabinets in the night!” “So like…” he narrows his eyes at me. “A ghost with all the powers of an annoying cat?” “Well annoying you have, boy,” I say with a little snarl that makes him smile that slow smile that I like so much. “And now, maybe, you have the cat.” I gesture gracefully to the knife.

"Cyrus, there's a huge monster outside. It keeps meowing at the windows." She swallowed. "Keira said we had to get Babs. It followed her here." "Don't be scared," Cyrus said. "It's Babs' friend. Let's go see it." He wheeled Barbara into the living room. Outside the window, two massive red eyes glowed in the night. The mutated cat, Buttercup, let out a few rough howls. It did not look hostile. It looked impatient, like it was waiting to be fed. When it saw Barbara, it quieted and sat down in the snow.

The cat's mouth quivered, she writhed, coming to life, looking at nothing of relevance but Matt’s shocked expressions. She observed her sire. “A human touch activated her for a night. She’ll be dead soon.” The ghost growled. His tongue emerged out of its small mouth, licking the animal who remained unscathed after a long flight from the sky to the ground. It wiped the cat clean with his creepy smelling spittle. Matt puked in disgust taking in the pathetic sense of hilarity his grandfather threw at him. Nonetheless, he swallowed the mind-rattling action before another scene revealed making his eyes squint in disbelief—the carcass of the cat who’d come to life, rolled over on the shore, along

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

It mewed again and made its way across the floor to Dillon, where it proceeded to rub itself against his leg. “There you are,” Dillon smiled as he bent down to pick up the cat. Well, it looked more like a kitten, actually. It was beautiful, a cute little fluffy Siamese kitten with light gray fur and striking blue eyes. The cat purred as Dillon affectionately stroked its head. “Cassandra, meet the Magical Ms. Mistoffelees. Or just Stoffs for short.” “She’s adorable,” I said, taking a step towards him. He passed me the kitten and it purred. “That’s quite the name,” I teased.

No matter how many times Tomás or Zach told me not to listen, they stuck like burrs under my skin. My phone buzzed against my thigh. I ignored it at first, too tired to deal with anyone. But it buzzed again, and Goose gave a sharp mrrp like he knew better than me. It was a text from Carolina. Carolina 🐱 Destiny Guide (accept no substitutes): Breaking news: Goose has a secret identity. By day, adorable kitten. By night… There was a pause, and then another message appeared. Carolina 🐱 Destiny Guide (accept no substitutes): El Gato Mágico! Defender of Newark. Guide of Destinies. Nemesis of all vacuum cleaners.

"I was wondering if... you'd like to train with me, for our upcoming task?” Ghost snorted. "You think I need your help? I am the best , kid. I don't need to train with you." Hacker's eyes dropped, but he persisted. "I know you are good, but I think we could learn from each other. And... I just want to spend time with you, Ghost." Ghost's expression softened slightly, but she quickly covered it up with a teasing grin. "Oh, kid, you're so cute when you're trying to flirt. But I'm not interested in babysitting you."

Caden saw the stupefied kitten before him--- no, his stupefied kitten face before him, and felt that his human knowledge was overturned into an unrecognizable shape. The kitten had white fur with black spots in every part of its body but the most eye-catching feature of the kitten is its deep emerald green eyes that look like shining. The kitten's tail is long, probably 5 inches, too long for its palm size body. He looked around and felt scared, the only light comes from above, but climbing it seems impossible. Where is he? How did he get here? And... what is happening to him exactly? This doesn't feel like dreaming, but there's no way that everything could be real right? Caden lift his fron

“And by children, I assume you mean?” “My animals!” Just then, I saw them, one of his German Shepherd dogs and one of his Manecoon cats, strutting over. They ignored both of us, their eyes set on the unconscious Marcus. The moment they got to him, Phoebe, the cat, and River, the dog, licked his face.