My Cat Attacked Me And Drew Blood Novels & Stories

I snarled back and he growled as I approached. He tried to hit me but I dodged it and kicked at his knees. Sadly I missed. He then caught me on the chin but it just grazed me. I repaid him with a blow to the gut. We traded blows back and forth for a few moments before I finally gave him a solid punch to the temple. He went down hard and I knew that he was knocked out. I turned to check on Kitty and smiled reassuringly at her. She started to return my smile but then her eyes widened in horror. Suddenly, the world went black as I heard her scream.

The scattered bones of those skeletons are burning badly in the ground in front of us, and some have already turned to ashes. I don't know how it happened, but I was able to zoom in on our surroundings again. I was flabbergasted by what I saw, and a loud gasp escaped from my lips. The cat seemed to notice my tension as it let out chittering sounds. It took me a moment to realize that the idiot was making fun of me. My face flushed with embarrassment, which prompted me to slap the creatures on my shoulder. However, the idiot snatched my clothes and plunged his dangerous teeth into my skin in the process.

My cat had apparently been hiding somewhere in the room and decided this was the perfect moment to make his presence known. Ronnie yowled again, his claws still embedded in Zane's skin as Zane tried unsuccessfully to dislodge him. “Get him off!” Zane's voice was strained as he muttered in disbelief. I finally managed to grab Ronnie, prying his claws free one by one from Zane’s shoulders. “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!” The moment was thoroughly, completely doused. I could almost feel it being snuffed out through the window. Whatever heat had been building between us evaporated, replaced by the awkward reality of Zane sitting on my bed, probably bleeding, after being attacked.

I set it down on the floor, and it runs away, just as Kieran arrives. “You–you psychotic bitch!” Nessa shouts at me, wiping blood on the back of her hand as she scoots across the floor away from me on her ass. “You witch!” “What the fuck happened?” Kieran asks as he looks from Nessa to me and then back again. “It was a cat.” I wipe my own blood off my face on the back of my hand. Nessa hit me hard enough with her claws to draw blood from a few places. “It came at her, the same way the bird attacked you.”

Amira’s P.O.V. *Slap* My head snapped to the side, the sting blooming across my cheek like fire blazing underneath my skin. “You crazy filth!” Catherine screeched, her claws half-shifted and shaking with rage. “Are you too blind to notice that I was seated here!”

I was always amazed by the size of Mason’s were-form, a large and powerful light yellow with darker brown spots panther. A fury of teeth and claws accompanied by growls and hisses filled the stadium air as the two werecats fought. The bloodiest battle there had been all day. I held my breath until finally, Mason’s cat had the warrior pinned on the ground. With his claws sunk deep into his side and the warrior lay still in a position of submission. The whistle blew indicating the match had ended. I ran up to him, grabbing a towel as I did and assessing his injuries. “Shit are you ok?” I asked while my hand automatically came up placing the towel over the bleeding claw marks left behind on his

How could she bear to witness such a scene? “I’ll tear your mouth out!” Catherine shrieked as she lunged at Serenity. Serenity dodged her attack, but Catherine wasn’t so lucky, and she tripped and fell face-first into the door frame of the restaurant. Blood soon began pouring down her forehead. “How dare you?! You... you murderer! Are you gonna kill me too?!” Catherine exploded the moment she caught sight of blood. She then turned to her husband, who was standing nearby. “Did you see what your daughter tried to do?!”

As the wolf reached me, I dropped low beneath its snapping jaws, driving my extended claws upward into its exposed throat with all the force my body could muster. The wolf choked, its heavy body slamming into me and knocking us both to the stone floor. Fresh, hot blood splattered across my nightgown. I shoved the dying beast off me, panting heavily, my emerald eyes sweeping the room. Catherine was struggling against the gray wolf, its jaws snapping inches from her neck. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed the heavy obsidian water tray Britney had left on the table, and smashed it violently against the back of the gray wolf’s head.

a soft meowing sound drew my attention to a massive cat sitting on the floor staring blankly at me. It was adorable, and my animal-loving instincts kicked in. "Awwn, you're so cute." I could not stop the temptation to pet it. The cat's eyes narrowed at my actions. It let out a sharp hiss before lunging at me with its claws out. It didn't like me.

She was bleeding badly and was very withdrawn. Both of their heads snapped at me. The man appeared afraid, while my kitten appeared relieved. I sprinted inside in the man's direction, who was getting up and looking for something. I slammed him on the wall, producing a cracking noise, before he could even stoop to fetch something.