Weird Cat Stories Novels & Stories

I questioned before I slapped myself. "Ouch!" I screamed. It was worth a try, I was wondering if I was just dreaming. I usually have vivid dreams. I extended my hand to pet that cat and touch the moon on its head but it hissed. I took my hand back since I am not in the mood to get bitten and take rabies shots. I tried pinching myself and hold and behold, I really ain't dreaming. But how can a cat have a moon on its head?! That's bizarre and quite impossible!

I did my best to keep my eyes on the giant who constantly bumped against me, dragging my arm or my shoulder, making me keep up with a conversation I couldn’t care less about. My body shook. I turned. Tiny, brown eyes were boring into mine. I blinked. “Sorry?” “Your cousin,” Norwood rumbled, “how’s he doing?” My brow furrowed. Then, I remembered. I leaned back, holding his gaze evenly, my face relaxing. “Fine. Sorry, how did we get on the topic of him?” He grinned. His tiny eyes almost disappeared into his face. “I was saying how certain animals were worshiped by different races and cultures. Dex here said cats were a great favorite of Egyptians. I said I personally liked tales of fox spirits

he said mockingly "Trust me, you can only make him this pissed much if it involves Michael Angelo. "They do have each other that much do they" "More than you can fathom" "I caught a glimpse listening to others talk" I nodded Is it true about the cats?” he added "What about them?" I asked bemused what he could possibly know about Yow and Mee. “I heard the others talking about it and I thought it was bullocksn. They said that the cats, That they’re so jealous of the mike that visitors can’t get near him. They become feral when people try to touch them, like there were spirits of jealous ex present in them"

He might be a two-foot-tall animal, but he is more dangerous than a lion. "It seemed to me like your pet could talk," he said, and let out a small chuckle, which annoyed me. He shifted back from me, then squatted down beside Reed, who was now sitting on the dirt, and patted his head while the idiot cat whined back in return. "I have heard tales of talking animals, but I never thought I could meet one anytime soon." Caleb smiles again, and that only irritates me.

They had been imploring this tactic for so long with so much success it made sense to just keep it up. I remembered Mom telling me how she ran to the arms of a human so she might not have werecat children. I wondered how many young werecats did the same. There needed to be a way to find more werecats. I formed a plan to put our computer geeks on the problem…

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

"Why not you?" Jealousy bit Diha hard and to the bone. Cat threw her head back and laughed as if Diha had made a joke. "Oh, that would never work out for me. Promise." Cat giggled, a strange and undignified sound coming from her. Diha stared at the woman and wondered if she'd become possessed or something. Cat was always eccentric, but this was very odd behavior. "Did something happen last night?" Diha asked slowly, not sure if she wanted to know. Sometimes Cat shared her antics and Diha had to wonder if they were true. But Cat always had proof. She was just odd, which was what made Cat so endearing.

He collapsed to his knees and shouted at the sky, "But I love you!" The lacrosse field began to collapse. The earth crumbled underneath them. The sky was a blinding white light. Callie panicked as she realized Matthias was waking up. She slipped out of his mind and ran from the library before Matthias could open his eyes and see her. Aubrey was concerned as her cat hadn’t been seen for more than a week. Cat familiars had a habit of going off on their own but they always returned. Nettie came back much to her mistress’s relief until they noticed the cat was gaining weight. Aubrey had regular cats before and understood the signs but wasn’t sure if it was possible.

I thought cats were for witches, not wolves. I listened to their conversation. The black-haired boy was telling a story about a ghost, apparently an old Luna of the pack, the girl with the two cats called ‘Silver Luna.’ I was at least learning something about this pack of wolves. I settled in, enjoying the story, and even though I was outside, the warmth of these five wolves’ friendship made me feel warm, too.

The cat gave a pathetic meow as he tried to crawl to me but the trap snagged it back and it made that strange yowl which we heard all night. “What is it?” I asked Sorens, still not advancing towards the cat, an animal I felt a strange kinship with. “A mngwa.” Soren replied, his voice fearful. I glanced at him. “No one has ever been killed and it is very vicious.” I nodded as I moved towards it, Complaints and shouts, rang out from everybody but I was angry at them. It was not going to hurt me, She felt a kinship with me too. “Keep quiet and let me concentrate.” I snap at them as I turned back to the Feline in front of me.