Scary Cat Novels & Stories

Luisette looked grim and scary, going full vampire and baring his fangs, thick black veins snaked up his neck and onto his pretty face, making it nightmarish to match his anger. Kat smiled at him benignly from the end of the hall before shimmering and changing form. The result making Luisette back up in shock and terror. Before him stood a huge black cat, with horns and long fangs, its long bushy tail swishing back and forth in its fury as it growled menacingly and started advancing down the hall. Lady Esmay followed Lusiette out of her room and screamed in terror at the advancing creature. Luisette held a hand up shoving her back into the room, slamming the door shut, for her own safety bef

Nixx grabbed the blanket Ayla used during the night and put it in a sack before helping Ayla mount his horse. Scar urged his horse to run, and Nixx did the same. “What’s happening?” asked Ayla. “Why is Scar in such a hurry?” Nixx furrowed his brow. “I am not sure. I was asleep when Scar woke me up saying that he heard some wild beast close to the camp.” Ayla bit her lip. “An animal so close to the camp? They usually avoid fire.” “If Scar is correct, it was a snowcat. They are usually not afraid of humans, and they will attack camps to steal food.”

When Kiara saw it , she understood right away that it wasn't a normal cat . " W...W.....What are you ?! " said Kiara with a surprised expression . " Miauuu...... " said the mysterious cat and lifted her tail up toward the first path . " You..................Do you know where I want to go ?! " asked Kiara and the cat nodded her head . Kiara gulped a little then looked at the cat again . Apart from her unique fur color , she had pointy teeth just like a vampire . ' This cat.........Can a cat be a vampire too ?!.............I have no other option ! This place is too big......I can't believe , I am actually following a cat . ' thought Kiara .

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.

" Really? So, you're telling me that you get scared of me when am angry?” " Well sometimes, who knows what you are planning in that brain of yours” " The almighty Terrick Clarkson, the business tycoon who is feared by so many, so I've heard. The supreme alpha of the supernatural world fears me? A human who doesn't even know how to protect herself?” Catrina laugh so hard that her rips hurt.

Most importantly, the smoke could not only hide the Scented Phantom cat, but it could also conceal its scent for a short time! Moreover, the Scented Phantom Cats were timid, cautious, and extremely suspicious. Once they noticed that something was wrong, they would rather give up on the food so that they would not fall into danger. Hence, if Caspian immediately escaped the sticky situation just now, the Scented Phantom Cat would immediately run away.

The way it meows seems to be saying ‘My, my’. I looked behind. A pair of orange coloured cat eyes reflected the moonlight— which it surprised me. What surprised me is— the cat is normal sized, and it is alone. Compared to the big Cithaeron lions and the enormous Fenrir wolves, this cat`s size is normal to any household pet. It is a black cat. It speaks. Then, this must be the misfortune cat.

Instead of obeying her, the cat used my shoulder as a launch pad and sprang over the table, sinking his claws into her curtains and hanging there, next to us, watching us with his terrifying beady eyes. “Your cat is scary,” I whispered. Mom shrugged. “He’s misunderstood,” she said. I went home that evening with a lot to think about.

the scout reveals, "Often, and usually around the time Skye works there." I grip the edge of my desk, fighting back the surge of rage. How dare he? Skye is my daughter, she is my responsibility, not his. But even as I seethe in silent fury, I can't deny the cold knot of dread that is settling in my stomach. Jayleen Silver is a Lycan, more powerful than an ordinary werewolf. And if he is truly Skye's mate... it complicates things. "Keep an eye on them," I order, my voice turning icy. "And report back to me with every detail."

He looked gigantic to me, I think he’s about five feet eleven or taller. “Ba-Back off!” I stuttered. “Leave me and the cats alone, you psycho!” My eyes widened when he suddenly rushed to me and covered my mouth using his hand. A muffled scream dispersed in the air, and I lost all sense of hope. I froze on my spot, frightened, as I stared at his dark eyes. “What the hell, be quiet!” he rasps, and I obediently nodded my head in fear. How can a mass cat killer smell sweet? Is that the smell of his cologne? Is he crazy?