Warrior Cats Lemons Novels & Stories

Snarling, he leapt and tore out the elf’s heart with his bare hand. Lily led the werecats, her panther darting and slashing through enemy ranks. Still, she saw the truth—they were bleeding too heavily. Casualties mounted. Darina and her she-wolves fought savagely, but too many of their sisters were falling, either broken or lifeless.

I ask him, he got tone of witches, but non are as strong as me. "A mix, of cat shifters, along with humans, a bit of witches, and a tiny bit of demons in them," he answers me, I looked at him confused, then I got up from his lap, going completly toward daddy Damon. "I think papa lost it," I say in a sad voice shaking my head, I had no idea what he's talking about or if that's even possible. "My lord, she's joking, she doesn't meant that," daddy says trying to get me to shut up, but it's not me who lost my mind.

Leo heard a sound from Kimberly’s room as it sounded exactly like the cat. “You have to go now.” The warrior said to Leo angrily when Leo was about to go into Kimberly’s room. Leo looked at the warrior, giving him a funny look but the warrior was not entertained by that, he stood on his ground by telling Leo to leave. Leo walked away angrily then he stopped and turned back, he was sure he heard the sound of a cat in the room. He continued walking when he thought of it very well and realized there is no way he heard correctly because the guest will not take a cat just like that.

Goddess Bastet, this was no time to have the 'weak girl' chat, he would have to get over himself. “Let’s go.” he motioned towards the door with his head, reluctantly, reading the glare I gave him, daring him to say something. Quickly clambering down the short steps. I took a seat in the bed of the truck with other fighters, who were waiting, while Crimson took the passenger seat in the cab. The Warriors looked at me like I had lost my mind. A were-cat princess didn’t join the ranks. *Mason, where are you* I opened a mind-link and he immediately replied.

He looked up at the observation deck and met Ronnie's eyes, a big smirk plastered on her face. "Saffron is a wolf in sheep's wool. Are you still sure you want to spar with her?" Wesley retorted as he clapped Remy's shoulder. Remy felt torn, he thought it was incredibly sexy that his kitten was actually a lioness, but he was also very terrified of her now, knowing that she could easily take him.

Below them, a sea of subordinates stood in suffocating silence. “The Wild Cat Crew has faced an influx of threats,” Armani’s voice sliced through the room like a blade. “And we do not tolerate weakness.” In the back of the hall, Riley leaned toward Skylar, her voice a jagged whisper. “Wait—this ‘crew’ is actually called the Wild Cats?” “Keep your voice down,” Skylar hissed, her eyes darting nervously. “And yes. It’s an honor.” Riley let out a sharp, mocking scoff. “An honor? It’s pathetic. It’s lame.”

"Since you spilled my biggest secret and all, you should consider that there must be consequences. If it weren't you who put my life on display, I'd come up with a far worse punishment than this, but I guess you're lucky. Anyway, you were the first to get a taste of the cat, then it was Luka, and I'm just getting started, so for the next heat wave, it should be you, right? Not anymore. It's me because you shat out my secret. Toodaloo." Lenox storms out of my room, laughing like a madman as he runs down the hall. The only thing I can do is keep still and listen to him celebrate his imaginary victory. It's okay, my day will come, and for now, I can let him believe that he has won. The battle m

he shouted, his growl mixing with the growls of the cat. Lucas, quick and agile, circled around the back, eyes focused, muscles coiled as he prepared to join the fray. "C'mon, let's take this kitty down!" His nervous humor punctuated the tension, but it was met with the fierce determination of their resolve. The cat lunged again, swiping its massive claws through the air as Amelia ducked to the side, relying on her instincts to navigate the chaos unfolding before her. "Keep it distracted!" she yelled, her heart racing as she maneuvered behind the creature, hoping to trap it between them.

Dark and Brooding had clearly overheard the invitation and hadn’t disputed Rhye’s words. Leon had gone on to shock the hell out of her by carrying Asshole up the stairs. In his arms. Livia had watched on, slack-jawed, as he cradled the imposter who looked like her cat but couldn’t be, because Asshole hated everyone. When Leon finished setting up food, water, a litter box, and even a window perch, she’d asked simply, "How?" He just shrugged. "Cats don’t hate all of us." Okayyy? ‘All of us.’ So, cats hate most werewolves, but not all. Cool, cool. Explains a lot.

Leo whispered with a smirk when we saw the warriors gathering in front of the pack house with some weapons in their hands. "I know right." I answered then glanced at Lexi and gave her an assuring smile. I wanted her to be calm and confident in front of the warriors, because they hated weak she-wolves. "Is that you general?" Ibuk asked in disbelief. "Are you fucking blind?" I spat seriously as some of the warriors sighed in relief. "It's definitely her." August said as Ibuk shook his head. When his eyes went to my linked hand, he frowned then growled loudly.