Patches Dreams Cat Novels & Stories

He was desperate to touch her soft skin, and the screams distracted him. Hearing those screams, he slammed the door open and came out hurriedly, fuming angrily. He saw a gigantic black cat whose mouth was loaded with fresh human blood. His hazel eyes were more scary and traumatic for him. He had never seen a black panther in his entire life. And the black cat sat on him.

Amelia just looked at Romeo, his ear slightly twitched upwards but his eyes remained closed, "apparently the wolves are as big as cars, they're abnormally large...a whole lot like Romeo, Pandora." We all looked at Romeo and I scoffed but shook my head, "no ways Romeo is a werewolf. Maybe he could be a wolf but not a werewolf. That's all teenage series kind of stuff," I said with confidence even though somehow my mind went to the man that I see in my dreams. Amelia gave a short shrug, "I guess so," she said as she ran her hands through her hair to try and calm down the angry tangled mess, "I should get ready for work."

He had used every drop of his power to get her here. "I am the one who chose you," Cat muttered in her sleep, her hand reaching out to grab his tattered sleeve. Elias froze, his heart—stilled for centuries—giving a strange, painful flutter. "What did you say?" Cat’s eyes snapped open. They weren't gold anymore. They were a deep, haunting hazel, filled with a knowledge that was 400 years old and brand new. "We need to talk about Pendle Hill, Elias," she said, her voice steady. "And we need to talk about who really turned you into a monster."

When she opened her eyes, she realized he was still looking at her. She opened her mouth. "Finished!" "It looks like you haven't had enough." He picked up another piece. "No, no!" Charlotte quickly moved away from him. He snorted with a smile and let her off the hook. Instead, he turned his attention to Peaches, a big peach-colored cat that was rubbing against him. He picked up the cat and fed it a piece of meat which it quickly devoured. It meowed for more. He propped his leg up to let Peaches rest, feeding it one piece after another.

A nightmare from my past, and it started again when I saw Joseph in the parking lot of the mall, a week ago. "Sophia! Sophia, are you okay?" I heard Craig's voice outside the door before he came to my view. He was carrying my pussy.. I mean my white blue eyed persian cat and her name is pussy. "Hey, I heard your scream. Are you okay?" he sat on the edge of my bed. "Yeah, it was just a nightmare." I tried to smile but I lowered my head and closed my eyes tightly to control the tears from falling. "Are you having nightmares again?"