Josie Cat Novels & Stories

Josephine Cromwell- or Jossie for short was the most beautiful she-wolf in Rabidcrest pack. Standing at about five eleven, she had the eyes of pearls and the hair of a raven's wing. Her hair touched her stomach in length. She was skinny. Clearly not fed right. That didn't stop her from her beauty. She had pale snow-white skin and plump nude-pink lips. They were kissable. She described them as so once in a mirror. Josephine's favorite color was black and that was all her wardrobe consisted of.

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.

The cat meowed aggressively. “She regrets nothing,” Kai observed. Mira immediately slumped against the counter, laughing. Jonas pointed dramatically at the animal. “THAT WAS A PLANNED ATTACK.” “She probably just wanted food,” Aren said dryly. Elio eyed the cat suspiciously. “Or she works for the ocean.” “Elio,” Noah said wearily, “not everything works for the ocean.” The cat leisurely jumped down from the fridge, actually snatched a potato off the floor, and sauntered calmly out the open back door.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

Then it was Cath’s turn to order, “One Smoked Apalachicola Oysters for Lyra and Paarmesan – Herb Angus for me.” “You and Lyra seemed like twin sisters.” Genevieve commented and Catherine, for some reason, wanted to make Genevieve go home. “Yeah, we saw you two earlier goofing around.” Jackson said and Klein nodded as well as some of the girls. Lyra thought that Catherine was like some Goddess for Mrs. Hernandez’s students. She was truly a role model for them and genuinely interested in making friends with her. She was seeing a new side of Catherine. “Also, you recommended her.” Ingrid added and everyone was looking at Catherine with eagerness hoping to tell the story behind that.

She is so wrapped up in this belief that she is the Rogue Queen now and has a legacy to carry on. Adam is ahead of me. He moves in front of Josie’s cells and advises her I wanted to see her. She starts to say no, when he says he has granted me the request. I move around the corner and am devastated at what I see. Josie is not doing well. She is not eating. She is tearing at the skin on her arm so it is ragged and bloody. I can tell she is distraught. It breaks me to see her like this.

"I'll give you the full story later, I promise. But right now I need you on video call because I cannot decide between three dresses and you have better taste than anyone I know." "This conversation isn't over." "I know." "I want everything. Every detail. All the tea, Aria, I want it scalding." "You'll get it." "Fine." A rustling sound as she moved. "Switch to video." I switched to video call and Josie's face filled my screen , beautiful and bright-eyed, her locs pulled up, already leaning forward with the focused energy of someone who takes fashion decisions very seriously. I flipped the camera to show her the three options laid out on the bed and she was quiet for approximately two seconds

It's funny how humans portray the supernatural. Josie shows up about an hour before the ceremony is to begin to help me again with my hair and makeup. She is very sweet and we talk the entire time about our mates. Speaking to her about Colin makes me really miss him, a tear almost falling my eye. She sees this and hugs me.

She smiled in thanks, her eyes watering a bit, as if she wanted to cry. I will survive my injuries, my Lady. And I will save you from this. No one will stop me-not even God. As Josie opened her mouth to say something, her cage began to swing, and Loss saw in her reflection horror, as something that was out of his line of sight appeared. Before another word was uttered, the cage flew opened, and Josie was taken out of there, a scream tearing through her lips. Loss was thrown out of her mind, back into the darkness.

Lily asked timidly, her eyes full of fear. I didn’t know. But I had to find her. I had to find my Luna. And my real… child. --- Josie’s POV In the sanctuary’s training yard, a dozen once-timid pups were now practicing their combat skills with determined eyes. “Remember, strength comes from belief in yourself,” I corrected a boy’s stance. The inconvenience of my belly didn’t slow me down. “Not to hurt others, but to protect yourself and the ones you love.” “Teacher Josie is the best!” a little girl with pigtails bounced over. “When the baby is born, can we touch him?”