Pirate Cat Novels & Stories

I was pinned to the floor by his men, unable to move. Helplessly, I watched my supplies being carted off while a custom fish tank was assembled in the apartment. The landlord had somehow brought several crocodiles. Their jaws were bound with wire, but sharp teeth gleamed ominously whenever they yawned. Grinning proudly, he grabbed the sleeping Snowy from the floor. He swung the tiny cat by its tail, laughing maniacally. "Ha! You really think this little kitten can protect you? Two ounces of fur and meat! Not enough to even stuff my crocodile's teeth."

It was the smile that said you’ll be mad but I still win. “Don’t tell me you—” I pointed at the cat. “—brought a live animal into my house.” He raised an eyebrow. “Not just any animal. Family now.” I inhaled. Deep. “You kidnapped my son, took him out to eat, and bought... Spaghetti?” Ash hoisted the cat over his head like he was presenting Simba. “Spaghetti has a ribbon! And a gold name tag. Papi said he’ll make him a passport too!”

She remembered the man’s words, that she wasn’t to be deflowered, but she knew there were many other things a group of pirates could do to her that didn’t include that. Once on the board, she was under the eyes of dozens of men, many looking as if they hadn’t seen a woman in months. There were catcalls, hoots, and yells, several men, grabbing their crotches, and making other suggestive gestures as she was bustled past. Hands reached for her, fingers groping her breasts, pinching her skin and nipples, slapping at her bare ass. Blackie pushedbulpushed bull-bullied as he led her across the deck to a door in the stern, pushing it open to reveal a large room.

She giggled. Damian leaned down and bit her lower lip teasingly. “The best life for you kitten is to be my pet for eternity.” Evelyn smiled sweetly, licking her lips. “Yes, Master. I’m all yours.” ***The end***

Seawater overflowed onto the deck and the boat started rocking side to side. The man stepping on me lost balance and fell onto the floor. Withstanding the pain, I crawled up and raised my head. Dicken’s tail clung to the boat’s mast as he propped his body upright, overseeing the situation on the boat from above like a harbinger of death. He roared fiercely before pouncing onto the pirate that had stepped on me. With a mighty swing from his long tail, several of the pirates who were ready to fire their guns were toppled over.

With Eagle by his side, they dragged her up to the deck, shouting to the others, "Arm up, boys! Don't be scared, we've got ourselves a bargaining chip!" The whole boat erupted into chaos as every last crook. Cooks, laborers, and sailors rushed to the deck, ready for a showdown. Over 20 men, all loyal to Briscoe, charged onto the deck in a frenzied rush, brandishing guns and machetes. They were the epitome of outlaws. Under Briscoe, they committed acts of murder, arson, smuggling, kidnapping, and trafficking—each one a pirate who laughed in the face of death.

Rad, smiled at the boy and called him over, the two discussed before Ellis came back to me, "Do you want to go sailing with us, it's so much fun," I contemplated not going but gave in, he was excited and I didn't want to disappoint him. "Hello, Miss, I'm Rad, Ellis' cousin," Rad extended his hand to me, and I shook it as I told him my name. The sailing boat was white and huge. Rad was a gentleman, he helped me get up and when we were all settled, they brought refreshments. "So Caliana, which pack are you from?" Asked Rad, opening a soft drink for me and pouring it into a glass.

It came back just like what it did the other nights. He stated that and since Monami was there to witness it too, he was now confident that it was not just some figment of his imagination. Almost immediately, a dark and huge shadow covered them and when the two cats looked up, they saw the silhouette of what seemed to be a vast vessel ready to crush their ship at any moment. Wasting no time, the cats approached their masters to report this sighting. As they ran as fast as their four stubby legs could take them, Nero and Monami cried to their masters respectively since they were the only people on board that could understand their cat language.

Louise lough manically, he then grasped his own face and rubbed them before he glare at them. "I ain't ant you can command mate, beside theirs no rules that states of your property into her so basically we can steal which every catch we want, " he start mimicking the pirates way of speech and he lough proudly with himself beside pirates are all over prideful, so it won't be a problem. "You! We ain't letting you have our fish, we---"

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.