Swat Kats Fanfic Novels & Stories

The words were a growl—his lion awakening at the sight of his mate. Kataya continued until she was inches away from Hiru. “What? Are you going to slap me?” he chuckled. Samuel sensed the fire in her eyes. Knew she was about to explode. “Wait!” He was too late. “I Kataya Quinella Duponte reject Hiru Solomon Treeson, Ari King Blanc, Rei Kang Blanc, and Samuel Joseph Jones on this new moon. May your next mate be worthy of you in every way.” With the four of them being her fated mates, only one needed to accept. “I accept you wretched bitch!”

Enzo POV I sat on the sofa and stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand, watching the way the fading sun turned the amber liquid into fire. Soon, it would be time to go to sleep - and then the nightmares would start. It was always the same; me tied up and struggling to break free, blood dripping from my chafed wrists as men with hoods covering their faces took turns abusing Kat. When they had first started I hadn’t even known her, she was merely Princess Katerina, the woman I knew was my mate just by the connection I had felt through a computer screen. But now, she was my Kat, and the emotions which surged through me each time her screams rang out were what kept me awake.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

I wanted a space where I could see other Queer people being happy and being who they are, not what someone else wanted them to be. I walked out of the room, going into the open field just to look at the beautiful surroundings. Then the thought of Joshua, the guy I met, came back. I imagined those lips of his, those exciting face of his. The hot intense sex we both had. Everything just came back colliding. It felt as if I could moan just like the night I met him, just like the day we had our passionate meet. "You know that, mate bonds don't only exist between a she wolf and a hewolf. It also exists with two he wolves." My wolf said from within.

My gaze lifts to his. My throat starts to burn with a dangerous emotion. I am about to cry even if I don’t want to. My heart has sinked to the pit of my stomach. His Golden eyes are betraying nothing but his condition tells it all. His hair are ruffled, his shirt gone and his upper half bare for me to look at. Are Katrina and Wolf mates? Like Lorraine and Noah? It becomes hard for me breath properly. “ Go to him if you want, dear. I will not stop you. ” Katrina suggests in a charming voice.

But I couldn't do that, I couldn't do that to her. -Week 49- Day 5, 2300 hours. I can't believe it's almost been a year. I got an early package from my patents, it had cards from the guys back home and a birthday present. I can't believe it's the first birthday I have to spend without anyone... Without Kota. -Week 51- day 1, 800 hours. Got a call from Kota, it was a special call aloud since it was my birthday. Apparently she set it up with staff sergeant and he aloud it since I completed the PFT with a perfect 300. It was so good to hear her voice, and it made my whole week.

I can’t risk anyone knowing that single kiss from Katrina is what I dream of every night. There was nothing special about that night. Arnou Coinin, Nia and Katrina insisted on going to this human festival that happens every year. For us and our superior hearing, it’s damn near enough to make us deaf, with the decibels screeching from the sound systems used. Her father insisted that I and a few other guards escort them. Out in the open in a crowd like that would be an opportune time for someone to nab her. Per usual, her and Nia were beyond plastered, a feat hard to accomplish for a wolf, but somehow they always do. Everyone was hooking up and making out around us, so I shouldn’t have been

Ritian didn't reach that far when he started to freak out. Katya can talk to him in telepathy, and for the second time he's been branded as a murderer. The world won't just quit making fun of him. "I should've... brought all my clothes and my things." He stepped on a hole causing him to flail for a moment and fell face planted on the ground. "Damn. Hurts." "I'm sorry." On the crook of his shoulders, the cat hang on for dear life. She didn't even flinch when they crashed. "If I can cultivate again, I will have enough power to help you."

“You have a better chance than those other dildos, you are the real d*ck.” “Thanks for the compliment,” I said, stifling a chuckle. Then I thought about Katrina. That delicious vanilla candy made my d*ck rise with just a whiff of her scent. She was our mate. My mate. I should’ve known. That must’ve been why we were so crazy about her earlier. She didn’t have a wolf so we couldn’t tell. But, she was a wolfant? A mutant? “What do you think about Katrina?” Her eyes turned dark when she heard me say her name. “I think she’s a b*tch that you prefer f*cking to me.”