You're Crazy Wildcat Novels & Stories

A painful groan escapes my lips, not just from the physical exertion but also from the overpowering agony that engulfs me. William's cruel smirk cuts through the air, slicing into my already wounded heart. "I love a wild cat," he taunts, "but you, Abigail, are nothing more than a cute kitten. You can't stop me. You're contracted, remember? I can do whatever I want with you."

It seemed like it was going to rain heavily. Charity looked up and said softly to the skinny cat, “Oh well, do you want to… come home with me? My house is quite spacious.” The cat meowed before it looked down and ate the fish seriously. Charity thought the cat agreed, so she stretched out her hand to hug it. However, the wild cat ended up extending its sharp claws and scratching the back of her hand, leaving a scar on her hand. “Tsk, tsk. Are you having a brain fart moment? This wild cat is highly vigilant. Did you think it was similar to a domestic cat?”

Sheryl screamed, so frightened that her face turned pale. She ran away as she yelled, "You're crazy, Catelyn! You're insane!"

“But you get my point.” “Yeah, I do.” Wilder bites his lip as if he’s thinking carefully about something. Then he says, “Do you want a fight?” “What do you mean?” “Do you want to kill some Ravagers?” “Always.” He laughs. “You’re not even going to ask what I’m talking about?” “I can’t picture a scenario where I wouldn’t want to kill Ravagers.” *** The trap Wilder sets is the first use of magic I’ve ever just fucking fallen in love with. It’s also probably the most insane thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Only now the roles were reversed. 'Fuck! Cheetah's curses are finally ready to bite me in the ass!'

"You crazy man! I'm a NORMAL man! Go find a woman!" ***

I was like a man possessed. “You need to get your shit together Crimson. You are in a contracted engagement. I don’t know what the fuck you did to her, but I know she would never allow you to touch her like that if she was in her right mind!” The werecat paces in front of me, the anger rolling off him in waves. “get it the fuck together, because you can’t take this shit into battle with us tomorrow.”

He knew the man was alive, but it wouldn't be long if they stayed. Wild unclipped himself, yelping as he fell onto shattered glass. He looked up at Kat, who still seemed frozen in fear. "K-Kit Kat, w-we need to get out. C-can you climb out through the w-window?" Kat gulped and nodded, clinging closer to the fabric of the seat as she shakily unbuckled and heaved herself painfully out of the broken window. With her safe, Wild picked himself up from the scattered glass with a groan and wormed his way to the front to help Jon out. He tried to brace himself for Jon's weight as he unbuckled the human, but it was not easy, and he nearly collapsed under it. "AH!"

Wilder asked, "no, I'm going to pet it" "No come on not with the broom" he sighed about to walk towards him but Malik started to scream. "ITS UNDER THE OTHER COUCH!!" He jumped on Wilder’s back. 'Not again!' Wilder sighed knowing the drill of what to do. He wrapped his hands under his thighs so he wouldn't fall. "KILL IT KILL IT!!" Miles shouted pointing at it. 'Poor rat, it's probably more terrified than them' 'God! How does he hold me so easily? And why isn't he startled ?"