Pandora Hearts Cheshire Cat Novels & Stories

Luna Charlotte Third Person POV... "Ahh, you are finally awake," Charlotte lifted her weak head to see Sylvester's grinning face. She looked around and saw what looked like an old basement. Charlotte struggles against the chains, but they only burn her further. She tried to blast the chains off her hands with magic, but it didn't work. "Well, well, the powerful Tribrid has been caught, and no one knows where you are," Sylvester laughs. Charlotte let out a growl as she tried to jump at him. "I've been permitted to torture you a bit." Sylvester chuckles as he looks at his brother's only daughter.

Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it. Unexpectedly, one jumped behind Lily, it opened its mouth full of long, pointed fangs, drooling at Lily. She screamed in despair, reaching out her right hand towards the beast. Suddenly, a beam of light from the red crescent-shaped birthmark in the center of Lily's right palm hit the beast. Both animals were immediately drawn to the roadside stand of two stone statues. Neither Lily nor Elias understood what was happening. Lily's body seemed to exude that power, so she lost her strength and fainted. Elias whirled around, taking her in his big palm.

Somehow, Lucian had either changed his personality overnight or Joanne had pressured him, because he actually started apologizing to me. He sent messages to me every single day without fail. [Lucian: The fat orange cartoon cat is really cute, but I still think our three little furballs at home are cuter. Should we get another cat to keep them company?] [Lucian: That Eastorian place is amazing. I heard the ingredients are flown in fresh from Boreas every day. We should go try it.]

Anything. Cassandra chuckled, admiring her. She was glistening. She was so ready for her. She dived her head for a taste when something soft brushed against her face. She paused, lazily raised her head, her forehead touching against a bunch of white fur. The cat licked her nose, purring at her and she shrieked, sitting back abruptly, her head banging back against the edge of the seat.

James scent broke me out of my reverie and I looked at the door which he shortly entered. "Are you busy, Cassandra?" "Depends on whom you are asking, Cassandra the tribe alpha or your sister." I said with a teasing tone. He surely noticed my tone and rolled his eyes at me. "Last evening," He hushed. "You did wrong so now I'm here to give you a chance to do it right." "Oh so you need a favor from me." I chimed with a pride smile. He sighed. "Yes I do, now will you help me."

she grins. *** The cat pads down the steps, its glowing blue eyes fixed on me. Small black rosettes are scattered across its gleaming white pelt; its fur thicker than any I've ever seen. The leopard saunters across the snow-covered clearing before coming to stop in front of me. That's when I notice the three faint runes running along the feline's spine. "Are you fucking kidding me?" She chuckles, her tail swishing back and forth, casting flurries of snow into the air. "I told you months ago that I'm a shapeshifter."

That's just sad. "But I like it." "You do?" "Yep. I can't believe the prank master Kou made this. It looks really cute like your pajama." She teased, "Meow!" I protested, "Hey!" Then we both laughed as I walked her back to the train station. Unconciously, I remarks, "Can't you be just happy like this all the time? Why do you have to be so sad every time I see you?" "Then, I guess you're my black cat! Cat of fortune since you always manage to cheer me up!"

"When a fae has lived for several ages, the feral part of us grows stronger." "Feral?" She asks. "Like a cat?" "A cat? More like a primal creature that relies on instinct and basic needs." "So, a cat." She nods. "The only cats I know of are the shifting panthers of the Twisted Pines, and I suppose they are somewhat feral, but are more known for cheating at cards than anything else." I stand in front of her and press a hand to her cheek where a scratch veers toward her ear. "I'm so sorry you saw me like that, little one. Are you hurt?"

Suddenly, Catherine felt as if she couldn’t breath and the noises in the canteen suddenly got louder. “Cath!” She heard Lyra calling out to her but the noises won’t go away. Lyra was concerned about Catherine because after they saw the picture. She noticed that Catherine’s breathing went faster and Lyra wanted to do something but doesn’t know what to do. Chester immediately stood up and went beside Catherine. He turned her to him and help Catherine’s face. “Cath! Looked at me. Focus on me.” Chester said in a calm manner and Catherine focused on him but something flashed in her mind. One of her dreams.

He smiled at me so sweetly that I couldn't help but reciprocate. I slowly gave him the cat. He was hesitant since he's still scared and nervous. And it's okay if he feels that way. Soon after, he finally accepted the cat. I stood up and hugged him from behind then rested my chin on my shoulder. “Ichigo, I am holding him…” he whispered with a voice that was full of happiness. “You just conquered your fear, mon Coeur.” He turned around and with a smile on his lips and said, “You just called me "my heart", Ichigo.”I smiled at him and crouched in front of the cat and kissed it.