Ladybug & Cat Noir Season 2 Novels & Stories

I said, holding my hands up as my voice grew soft “I am not here to hurt you, Kitten. I just... calm down.” Her ears twitched, but her posture didn’t relax. If anything, she seemed more agitated. Her lips curled back as if to say no. Her hair spiked as she growled deep within her. “There's no time for this, she is a monster. She needs to die.” A person spat. As if she could hear, Celene fur bristled as she turned towards the voice, her teeth bared ready to attack. My gaze narrowed as I threw a cold glare at the people that surrounded us.

I ditch the shirt and socks and slide naked under the covers, sprawling back like a king who’s been temporarily banished from his throne. “Mew.” A puffed-up black furball is glaring at me from the pillow, green eyes full of judgment and betrayal. “Sorry, pal,” I mutter, scooping Doom up and tucking him against my chest. I flip on the TV. Animal Planet. And as if sitting here rock-hard, waiting for a woman to shave her legs, clearly isn’t cruel enough on its own, they show the mating ritual of … cats. Doom sits upright, suddenly very invested, following every word the narrator is saying.

With a reluctant sigh, Brayden let go of the cat, watching it approach Lili’s outstretched hand. As the cat approached her feet, Lili swiftly extended her fingers, grabbing the small creature by its neck. She lifted it, holding it firmly with one hand. The cat's delicate form dangled, its legs thrashing in vain. Lili's smile stayed constant, but a flicker lurked in her gaze. Brayden's stomach churned as he saw the unimaginable — in a quick, almost uncaring motion, Lili broke the cat’s neck with a repulsive snap. Brayden's breath caught in his throat when the cat went limp in her hands. Its form loose, eyes wide and unseeing, staring into nothingness. The warmth left the small creature, leavi

Cameron I found Luna Catherine near one of the tall windows watching the dance floor. “Can we talk?” I asked. She turned from the glass. “Of course.” We stepped into a small alcove where the curtains muted the noise from the ballroom. “Evangeline’s scent is changing.” Catherine’s gaze sharpened. “Changing how?” “She smells wrong.” The words sat heavy in my mouth. “Rotten eggs. Sulfur. It’s getting stronger. My wolf struggles to stay near her.”

"Right. Your nose. Of course. Silly me for asking the giant wolf-man for directions." Just then, a tiny, harmless black cockroach crawled out from under a rotten piece of bark right next to Kate's boot. "Ahhh! Oh my god!" Kate shrieked at the top of her lungs, jumping three feet into the air. She scrambled away, her arms flailing wildly as she practically threw herself over the log to get away from the tiny bug. "Get it away! Kill it! It's massive!" Damon didn't even look up from the pocket knife he was using to scrape a stick naked. He just let out a low chuckle. "Kate, we just blew up a multi-billion dollar military facility filled with crazy shits, and you are losing your mind over a beet

I rebuked him. He laughed for a while before attempting to reply to me. "She's the former Luna of Black Water Pack and she's not just a friend to us, she's a helper. Taking her to her bedchamber is a sign of respect, Lorenzo! I'm sure it is their Alpha that will show you around if you pay them a visit in their pack," he let out casually and went back to Cassie.

that were drowned out in the daytime.The cat raised her nose to the sky, a kiss of dampness hung ready to meet the tender earth. She switched her tail left to right as if to rid herself of the gathering tension that came with a hunt. Moving down the cemetery paths with the slink all true felines possess, claws still sheathed, her mind surged sending tingles right to her toes."Look how feisty my little evil is," she said in a graving tone."Cruella, now come to me," her long-fingered nails raised to gesture the black cat which jumped instantly to her arms."Good girl," the woman wandered her sharp nails to her fluff and it gave the cat relaxation."Oh, I missed you too, my evil mistress," she g

He walked towards it and crouched in front of it. “What are you looking at, Rune?” asked Adrienne who bent her knees down beside her son. Then, she saw that a black cat was playing its paws against an injured bat that was still trying to move its wings. And while the mother and son looked at the dead creature that was attacked by a black cat, a shadow loomed over them casting darkness on their sight. Blocked at sight and loomed over by an unfamiliar presence, Adrienne lifted her head to see an already forgotten face. Her face immediately turned cold and ashen.

As I slipped on my clothes, I was hyperaware of the cold marble that sat in my hand, waiting patiently for its moment to shine. "I know the game is about taking risks, but that---that was insane." Camille exhaled, and I couldn't help notice the slight tremble of her hands. This was the most I had heard Camille speak, Helena too from the looks of it. "What was that? What kind of---thing makes that sound?" "It was a bobcat. A poisonous one apparently." I grimaced. I left out one fact, that the inhuman wailing hadn't come from the creature, it had come from the old crone.

Alpha Damien laughed. I watched in horror as Alpha Damien laughed. It was a deep, menacing laugh that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Soon, his sons Caesar and Scott joined in, laughing and jeering along with their father. Alpha Damien's face twisted into an ugly sneer as he asked if Jacob was a fool to think he could order him around. Jacob stood his ground, but I could sense his fear. I had never seen Alpha Damien so angry before, and I was scared. He suddenly began to change, his body transforming into a big black wolf. I gasped in shock, my heart hammering inside my chest.