Chainsawman Cat Novels & Stories

Miso was proving to be quite the adversary. Tomas winced as the feisty tabby cat surged at his forearm, her sharp claws piercing through the fabric of his sleeve like tiny daggers, each jab a tiny reminder of her defiance. “Bloody hell,” he muttered under his breath, desperation rising in the pit of his stomach as he wielded a slice of fragrant tuna like bait, hoping to coax her into the confines of the wicker basket. He accompanied his plea with a silent prayer for patience.

“Why don’t you leave it with me? Once it’s healed, I’ll take it out into the wild and set it free.” The manul seemed to grasp at a lifeline when it heard me say that. It wagged its tail and approached me. It could not wait to follow me. Seeing this, Raines stomped her feet in anger. “Ungrateful creature! How heartless can you be! I’m your master!” She suddenly raised her hand and smacked the manul hard. The manul yelped in pain and scrambled away. But Raines did not stop. She chased after it and twisted its ear.

-Axe It was from Axel, our general, known as Axe. Just as Conor approached my side, I couldn’t help but smile. I picked up the bag, reaching inside to pull out the impressive forty-point rack from the deer I had killed. Okay... before my wolf could put him down, Alexa and Damon started chewing on it. But it was my cat that had done the actual killing. The rack was magnificent, expertly removed from the deer’s head, with not a single crack in the bone. “Wow. Your wolf got that tonight?” Conor asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

Rowan looks frighteningly scary right now when he's mad. Rowan moved the dagger and swiftly cut the cat's skin. The wild cat wailed and struggled while trying to get away from Rowan. The wild cat even attempted to scratch Rowan with its sharp claws. However, all its struggles were futile as Rowan continuously slashed the poor cat multiple times, and it almost bled to death. The sight of Rowan slashing the poor cat with a cold look was imprinted in my mind. I now get why everyone calls him a devil and a psycho.

With feline grace, she leaned forward and claimed his lips with a hunger that belied the frostiness of their usual exchanges. "Fuck! What the fuck is wrong with you, woman?" Xavier recoiled, his words slicing the charged air between them. There was a ferocity in his tone, mirroring the cold, ruthless edge he carried like armor. But Cathleen was undeterred, her response hanging unspoken in the tension that now thrummed like a live wire through the car's cabin.

My panther had me covered from every angle of the room, ready to pounce if anyone so much as breathed on Catalina. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I noticed that there were three people standing around her: two witches and a wizard. This led me to believe that Catalina didn't have lunch with her mom to rekindle their relationship it was a witch the whole time. One of them started chanting something under her breath while the other waved her arms around in a circular motion above her head. The wizard took out a long stick and threw it onto the ground near Catalina's feet. It landed with a loud thud, causing her to startle awake. She looked around in confusion before her eyes land

Then again, she only had about ten total. "We Scots call her Nessie." She smiled and sipped her cocoa. "That's right. Cattenach's a Scottish name." Grunting, he claimed the seat on the other side of the couch, giving her a wide berth. "Makes sense with your coloring." Bones curled up on the rug in front of a coffee table and promptly closed his eyes. Smart dog. Which reminded him... "What kept you awake? Talking it out will help." He crossed his arms, wondering how many branches of the crazy tree he'd smacked his head on when he'd fallen. He'd typically take a second coming of the bubonic plague over conversation.

Cat fur started flying around since they were biting each other. In the end, Nathan held the new Persian cat in his arms. This cat belonged to Jessica initially, and its buttocks were burnt during a barbecue. It was abandoned since it was marred by a scar. Now, it was here with Hilda, and she named it 'Scorchy'. Nathan was touching the burnt cat's bottom when he saw Brian, who was recording each cat's progress.

Looking at the black cat, Zephyr Khan's heart couldn't help but move slightly and he secretly cried out, "Oh no." Sure enough, at this time, something on Zephyr Khan’s body also let out an unpleasant cry. "Meow..." A white jade-like, palm-sized little guy quickly flew out of the storage ring of Zephyr Khan and then lay on the shoulder of Zephyr Khan like this. It was Meat Bun. "Damn it... Compared with that black-skinned guy, it is a real monster!"

that no matter what he looked like I would end him. “ What have we here?A prize I will enjoy playing with before I rip you to shreds.” He said in a deep raspy voice. His face was scarred yet handsome and he looked menacing. He looked to be an older cat who had fought a few battles in his time. I smiled letting the electric currents from the air wrap around my hands and feeling my eyes change to electric blue. “ I am your end Kitty cat.” I said in a calm voice. Inside my rage was boiling but I needed to be quick in order to help Selwyn if need be. The need to protect my mate was very strong. I released the electric balls of energy in my hands very quickly and watched the look of surprise on