Scooby-doo Werecat Novels & Stories

You felt it the moment you touched her' the voice of his cat said in his head. Landon is a werecat. Trying to stay hidden as there are still hunter looking for them. Werewolfs came to the conclusion that werecats are a danger to there specie. Being able to move better and sometimes yield magic. Nevertheless it forced them into hiding and finding their mate almost impossible.

He smiled, “Thank you, my love. Your opinion is the only one that matters.” When we got back to the house, we changed back and we put our robes on. Sebastian smiled, “That was awesome. Are you ready for your tiger, love?” I nodded happily, “I can’t wait to see what kind of cat I am.” Sebastian sighed, “I can’t either.” King Quincy stood before me and asked, “Are you ready to receive your cat? I am here for your first run. Now turn to your mate and receive your cat.” I bared my neck to him and he approached me. I watched his face as his canines elongated and he leaned closer to me. When he sank his teeth into my neck, and I felt an electric current ran through my entire body, I heard a new vo

"Geeze you're excited. You don't even know where we're going!" "I know the woods start back there and that all that matters! Elias and I undress and shift. It takes him a few minutes longer to shift so my wolf watches him shifting and is dying to just start running. Elias' wolf is stunning. It's a light auburn brown wolf with bright honey colored eyes. His fur shines in the sun and our two wolves finally meet. His wolf is prancing around mine sniffing every inch and licking her face. My wolf gets a little annoyed but allows his wolf to calm down before dashing in the forest. My wolf is much faster and Elias' wolf is struggling to keep up. I ask her to let him catch up and to then start hunti

Taking a deep breath, he wondered why he could not detect the presence of a werecat. “It’s a blocker and shampoo, ” the postal worker admitted, seeing Wyatt’s confusion. “I’m mated to a Donskoi; I think you call them pila.” “It’s a breed of hairless dog…” Wyatt explained. “Same with Donskoi, but a cat.”

How is it she can see so much? "You have a mixture. Almost half and half, which is odd since you are only one fourth of a Pivurlion. There is also a golden haze blending into the rest. It is a clear signature of a werecat." "Why is that? Why are the Kexon so special?"

She dimmed her eyes at me, assuming something else. “No Mom, that’s not it! I don’t want to help…” All of a sudden, we were interrupted by the roar of the Werecat. I turned around and was shocked to see the Alpha Cat had taken a powerful leap, jumping out of the arena. And that’s because he saw Sorceress Thelma. She showed up, ready to put the Alpha cat down with her powers. “The Werecat won’t escape us, my Queen,” Sorceress Thelma had said, using her powers to float into the air, going after the Tiger.

Her instincts, honed by years of meticulous observation and scientific inquiry, whispered warnings that she couldn't ignore. When the others rushed into the test lab after hearing the sound, Sashi's eyes fell upon the lifeless form of the tabby cat. Her breath caught in her throat, a mixture of horror and disbelief flooding her senses. The cat's body, once vibrant and full of life, now lay still, its fur tinged with an unnatural shade of blue.

***TRIGGER WARNING*** (Siobhan’s P.O.V) (Dream) I’m walking through the halls of my college dorm, greeting everyone whose door is open and looking for Wyatt. Wyatt and I have been together for a few months now and I really couldn’t be happier. He’s a werecat, a tiger shifter to be exact, from a Pride here in New York and we met in our abnormal psychology class. We had been inseparable, even though we aren’t mates, that didn’t matter to either of us, we loved each other. I’m not paying attention to what is going on around me, my mission of finding Wyatt is the only thing I’m focused on when I feel a hand come around my mouth and his scent engulfs me: he smells like leather and cognac.

"Scarlett, you really thought I liked some skinny, broke loser like you? Truth is, Vicky and I have been together for a while. "I planned to trick you into raising strong pets so we could toss you to the zombies and have nine guardians ourselves. "But you… you were stupid enough to cling to those dead cats." Vicky giggled, swaying Dominic's arm. "Honey, why bother? Now, we've got Tibetan mastiffs and a lion. Who cares if she dies? Might as well let our little ones have a snack now." Her words made me freeze. Was I going to be eaten by the mastiffs even before the zombies arrived? Their teeth looked terrifyingly sharp.

need to hunt for food. But could someone tell me why you would need to hunt wolves? It’s certainly not for food. They aren’t bothering cattle, because there have been no reports of any cattle being hurt or killed by them. The wolves in this area eat small game and deer. How do we know this? You also have a couple werewolf packs living amongst you. You never knew that. Did you? Werewolves are the same way. We don’t die easily, but when we do, our bodies go back to being human. That’s also for the werehawks and the werecats in your area.” Then a child, around the age of ten asked, “Is my cat a werecat?” Chloe laughed, “No. Werecats are never the housecat variety. They are usually bobcats, lyn