Villain Petting Cat Novels & Stories

She doesn’t know what would happen once people saw her, but she wished that she could live here. *** Lixien hugged the cat and the cat purred. Smiling while hugging it, she lifted the cat, and now the cat looked scared. Lixien placed the cat down and petted it while the door of the room opened. There, the figure of Vailan exposed with his robe revealing half of his upper body and looked at Lixien, who was staring at him. She looked away when she regained her senses and diverted her focus on the cat, sitting on her lap.

Seeing such a scene, even Kai was a little speechless. He had a suspicion that only attractive people were allowed to hold the cat. There were so many servants and bodyguards at the villa, but anybody who attempted to pet the kitten would be scratched. Only when that kitten was in front of Sienna and Harry did it meow frantically and act coquettish! ‘Hmph, what a vain cat!’ For a while, Sienna held the kitten to comfort it. In the end, the kitten fell asleep in her arms. It appeared very comfortable.

Everyone knew that the guardian was mute so if this cat really was, then… “No, but he’s deaf from birth which made it hard for him to know how to make any sounds,” Feral answered dispiritedly, looking exactly like a heartbroken owner would as Paws cutely stretched its paws unto his face in an attempt to cheer him up. Silvia rolled her eyes, oh now she was the big bad villainess. ‘Then there should be a… impossible! There is no marking?!’ she exclaimed on seeing the VERY clear bottom of the cat.

Valentina looked down at her hand and said with a pout, " I was trying to pet a kitty but she scratched me. Bad kitty!!' Xavier noticed the way she stuttered while pronouncing a few words and how her nose flared and lips formed into a pout when she complained about the cat. Xavier shook his head. He was thinking wrong. She is only 10 years old. His thoughts about her weren't right. Xavier came out of his thoughts when Valentina tucked on his shirt. "Will you come with me?"

Peeking at pacing Valor, the cat meowed and took slow and soft steps towards him only to take a few rounds of his moving figure with its tail curled up in the air. Valor’s pace never stopped even on spotting the cat and he was fidgeting with his fingers. The cat cleaned its whiskers and looked at him with its neck stretched all up giving him a cute look and urging him to pick it up. The man sighed and crouched down to the cat’s level and bundled it in his arms. His steps again muddled and he started moving thinking how would he explain that blunt move made by Silvan; kidnapping the Grand Empress from her castle; to all the royal werewolves when Trevor came in after knocking two times and not

“I mean it’s not your pet, right?” She stared at him, unsure how he could be cracking jokes in the face of this murder kittten. But all she could do was shake her head. Nope. Not her pet. “Good. Don’t want it getting awkward when I vanquish him.” He said, the corners of his lips wrinkling with amusement. Its glowing eyes narrowed. Turning to the warrior, it lunged toward him. Claws scraped leather. The cat growled and lunged at him again, teeth bared, but the warrior stepped aside with fluid precision.

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

He finished before pulling his finger out, strings of saliva following as he moved the same finger to his lips to lick my spit off his thumb. Why? Why is this sexy? "Open your mouth," he ordered and I wanted to protest, to tell him that he doesn't own me but all I could let out was a whimper as I obeyed him. "That's my good girl," he patted my head like I was a child and I watched helplessly as his cock widened my mouth, making its way in. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Politicians, heirs, actresses, and businessmen blending together beneath luxury and fake smiles. A beautiful cage. Her chest tightened slightly. Because she remembered dying here. Not physically. Emotionally. This was where the story first decided she was the villain. “Elena.” Her spine stiffened immediately. That voice. Low. Controlled. Cold enough to freeze the room around it. Cassian Arden. He stood near the staircase dressed entirely in black, one hand tucked into his pocket while nobles circled him carefully like satellites around a dangerous planet. Beautiful. Untouchable.

Ruby praised smiling at her transformed familiar who coughed out a few feathers. "I still can't believe that the tiny weird cat you call pet is a large monster-murdering winged panther. Guess you can't really judge a cat by his size." Aleister commented watching the feline monster fly up and take on a murder of nevermore all by himself to cover them both. "You didn't really think that I'd get a useless familiar who eats a ton, did you?" Ruby questioned spinning her scythe to slice off a wendigo in half.