Lyney Cat Novels & Stories

This beast was the King Level Beast known as the Sky Piercing Cat. Renown for its great agility and superior attacking prowess, the Sky Piercing Cat was a beast with the rare ability to control lightning. This alone made it as rare as a unicorn; for there were only a handful of creatures in the entire World of the Three Great Races with command over lightning! As a creature that possessed a smidgen of the blood of the White Tiger, the Sky Piercing Cat was arrogant and haughty. It hardly got into fights and seldom watched it's movements for little could oppose it.

The way it meows seems to be saying ‘My, my’. I looked behind. A pair of orange coloured cat eyes reflected the moonlight— which it surprised me. What surprised me is— the cat is normal sized, and it is alone. Compared to the big Cithaeron lions and the enormous Fenrir wolves, this cat`s size is normal to any household pet. It is a black cat. It speaks. Then, this must be the misfortune cat.

"You are an idiot. If I hadn't done that, you'd be in hell right now." Brewan and Logan looked at Lyon confused. "What do you mean, Lyon?" asked Brewan. He knew Myrene's favorite cat very well. Besides being special because the cat could talk like a human, Lyon also had advantages like healing Myrene quickly. Still, no one could ever guess what the cat was thinking. "Someone poisoned him. I'm blocking his circulation. Just give him medicine to cleanse his blood," Lyon replied. Without another word, he jumped onto the bed. Logan soon followed and stood by the bed, looking suspiciously at the cat.

CAT M'NOO cackled with her notoriously nasal laugh. Sympathy was offered by Lydia as the titters reverberated all through the room. CAT M'NOO was the leader of the catty girls' clique that hung around the casino, trying to catch herself a rich mafia husband and wasting her time bothering Kyoline's life. She went out of her way to belittle her almost the whole school she went to with her and it looked like she was determined to do the same thing now.

And again. “Luna,” Alyson says sternly. “Stay down.” “Luna, Bellatrix, and Neville…are your cats named after Harry Potter characters?” “Yeah. The fourth cat is Lily.” Alyson gives up and goes to the pantry to give the persistent cat a treat. “You like Harry Potter?” “I do. I’ve seen the movies and read the books, because I know you’re going to ask.”

She bent before the cat, asking, “what’s wrong with you?” The cat looked up at Layla’s face and meowed. Layla smiled at it and rubbed her hand on its head. The cat moved back a little, and Layla picked it up. She looked around its body to check if it was wound somewhere, but she found none. The cat struggled and fell from her hand. It walked closer to the recycling bin and hit its body on it. “Is something in there?” She asked, and the cat stopped and looked straight into her eyes.

ASHTON I find myself staring fixedly at the closed front door, desperately hoping to see Lennox walking in. "No strays," Willow informs Kaleb, her words slightly slurred. "But I did adopt another cat yesterday. His name is Licorice. He's a four-year-old gray long-haired cat with blue eyes."