Novel & Cerita Leshy X Yellow Cat

She just didn't want to be the one to curse her own baby. And just like that, the cursed cat was banished to the human realm, along with her maid, Ayana. Before she vanished completely, she heard the voice of the one that betrayed her in her head. "Goodbye, princess…. Hum, I mean slave." It was her used-to-be friend, who exposed her to everyone. She glanced around and made sure to locate her among the crowd. Sh has brown fur and purple eyes. She would never forget those eyes and heck! She will be back!

Bastian and Laryn say in unison. They are stuck on the same fact that I am. "Yes, yellow." Laryn thrums his fingers on his knee for a moment before he looks up and asks, "Is it at least a pretty yellow?" Beautiful, gorgeous, and sexy are more apt descriptions. "Of course she's pretty, but the fact remains she isn't silver. What the hell does that mean?" Bastian looks thoughtful for a moment. "You have bedded her, right?"

The smell hits me, and I grimace. "Audrey," I say in a warning tone, "that better not be—" "TEQUILA!" She yells and I groan. Tequila is the sure-fire way to get me both hammered and horny, and she damn well knows this. "Come on, Kat," she says in her sweetest voice, pouting at me then grinning at Dan. She passes Mark a glass. "Why are there five?" I ask her.

Instinctively, she took a step back. A white Persian cat, one eye blue, the other yellow, looked at her with great satisfaction. Felicia's snow-white hands held the little cat, and she smiled, "Why are you scared, third younger sister? This is the long-haired cat that Eldest Brother sent to me. Look, it's so cute!" Emma recognized this cat from her previous life; it was Felicia's beloved pet, a proud and stubborn creature that once scratched Phil's tiny hands, making them bleed.

shifted back into a young teen with black hair and blue eyes. “Are you ok?” I asked her as I used my magic to clothe her real quick. She looked shaken and nervous but walked up to me throwing her arms around me. I was shocked to my shoes. I figured she would fear me because most do when they see what magic I posses. “Thank you thank you thank you” she whispered as she held onto me tightly. I hugged her back and whispered comforting words to calm her down. “What’s your name little wolf?” I asked her when she finally released me. “ I’m ShyElle but you can call me Shy.” she whispered as if not wanting anyone to hear her. “ I’m Rain.” I told her as I turned walking back out of the alley and gat

They did trust me upon the mention of that huge Green slant-eyed beast as Ryley himself saw it, but they narrowed their eyes when I mentioned a wild tall cat! After the Orc thingy, when I was walking that foolish mate of mine to her house, we were attacked by a 'Phantom wild cat'. It was larger than my own size with a big saucer like huge round dark red eyes that flickered. It was not your typical wild cat walking on four legs— but something that walked like a human, on two legs!!! I know that's unbelievable but awfully true. It was in fact of bright fluorescent green colour. Its claws were somewhat about four inches tall with dirty pointed dark red canines.

Seeing Shelyn sitting there with a troubled expression, he raised an eyebrow. “What now?” he asked casually. “I’m fat,” Shelyn replied quickly. Elang looked her up and down, then chuckled. “Not fat. More like… round.” Shelyn immediately glared. “Elang!” “You even walk like a penguin now,” Elang continued, mimicking her walk. Jessy shook her head. “Elang, don’t do that.” Shelyn slowly stood up and walked toward him. “You’re too much.” Elang was still laughing when suddenly Shelyn pinched his stomach quite hard.

Everything feels too scary to face. Katya approaches us. “Lionel…” She stares at him. Lionel swallows. “Katya…I had no idea.” He says roughly. She waves away his regret. “It’s okay. I forgive you…you couldn’t have known.” Then she turns her attention to me. I meet her gaze head on. Not knowing what she will say or do. ‘I’ve never seen eyes like those.’ I think distantly. ‘Deep green and yellow…like a cat.’

The floors were a black marble tiles and the walls were painted fully white with golden spiral stairs leading to the floor above us. Multiple paintings of werewolves hung on the wall and the scent of Jasmine and lavender filled my nostrils. I noticed they were coming from the scented candles in certain parts of the room. I found Lycan sitting on one of his black leather sofas, a glass mug in his hand, his eyes fixed to the laptop on the glass table in front of him. The voice coming from the laptop made me realise he was having a video conference.