Marionette Cat Novels & Stories

The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s

My girlfriend and best friend adopted a stray. She kept going to his place ever since. Whenever she did, she would have that look of impatience on her face as she said, "I would go over to his place, but that cat only lets me hold it." Blake Chaucer sneered. "You think I want you at my place? It's the cat that likes you, not me." They would squabble whenever they met up. Still, it didn't take long for her to memorize his door's passcode. She even remembered how he needed something warm before bed because he had a weak stomach. When she didn't show up on my birthday, she said, "The cat's having a fever, and he can't handle it himself." I held my resentment over our situation for a long, l

Day one: the cats refused to eat. Day two: still nothing. Day three: absolute starvation… I watched helplessly as my once-chubby cats wasted away. My face remained stoic, but inside, I was dying. A week later, Leo finally couldn't hold out any longer. He vomited sour bile right in front of me. I had no defenses left. I flung the door wide open. "Come inside." I surrendered to fate. I was born a cat slave. To keep food on the table, I threw myself into even more grueling work. Three part-time jobs a day, sixteen-hour shifts, nonstop.

Mas Suma said softly to me, ignoring Catherine. He, pulled me to rest on the couch. "Then we will continue our tour. Let Mrs. Maharani rest first," said Catherine as she approached us. Wow, this woman is really aggressive. She doesn’t understand the code given by Mas Suma, huh. "Catherin enough goes around! I'm sorry I have to accompany my wife. Understandably, we are newlyweds, she was strained because of me," he said with a chuckle. Catherine immediately fell silent with a sour face.

“There, so beautiful.” I hold the end of the leash and give a tug, pulling her off the chair and down to her knees. She gasps, grabbing her neck in horror. “Is this—is this…?” She was on the verge of hyperventilating. “Breathe. You're hardly a pet without a collar. Be on your best manners, Kitten, and I won't tug too hard.”

The cat explained, sitting on top of the desk. Madeline gawked at him, her lips parted in awe. "... Mittens can actually talk?" The creature sighed. "I told you, my name is Astor. Stop calling me that stupid pet name." Ignoring him, she looked over at Matthew. "Why did you never tell me about this? I had no idea you could turn humans into direwolves." "You would have died if I tried to turn you into one. And I don't know if I can trust this cat enough to let it possess you."

He lay flat on the ground, panting like a stranded fish. Voz Marken looked at the little black cat that was the size of a mouse curled up in the palm of his hand, calling its name bewildered: "Leo!? Leo!?" The cat let out a weak moan, its whole body constantly trembling. From the sparse black fluff could be seen a few not-so-light wounds. Voz Marken's face turned sharp, and he gritted his teeth, his red eyes burning with anger. He moved his hand slightly, and a yellow orb immediately appeared, rushing towards Uri.

"Misery loves company, my friend." Cat was wearing a thick collar of silver set with amethysts, similar to my necklace, and a bright purple ribbon was tied onto the base of her tail. She kept wagging it across the floor but the ribbon had been knotted so it wouldn't come undone and none of her efforts paid off. She gave a violent body shake; causing the collar to twist around. "I know just how you feel." I laughed. "It's time, Your Highness." Tiernan poked his head into the room, and his eyes widened when he saw me.

Annex said and Terrick couldn't agree more "Have seen her? She's like a ticking bomb." Catrina frown, her hormones kick in. "Your calling me a bomb?" She asked, before Terrick could clarify what he said, Catrina was already in tears crying her eyes out. "I don't remember Emirate being like this." Annex muttered under his breath. "That is because Emirate is not human, Catrina is human." Turning to his mate he said "Kitten I am-" "Now your calling me a cat." Her tears fell like a fountain.

Not after his last mistake. "You guys still keep pets, maybe I could show a little bit of demonstration of how it felt." He winked, " it always is better to take directly from a fresh live human." 🕳🕳🕳🕳🕳 Ever wonder why Marcellus was at rehab in the first place? I wonder too.:-)