DIARY OF A CAT

His name is Ofori. He is lazy, a glutton and fat. He wants to own his own diary as an expression of his humane traits. But Ofori is a cat. This is the diary Ofori keeps. It is full of his adventures, and it is fun!

Warrior Cats Fanfictions

A collection of warrior cats fanfictions :) Table of Contents- Stormfur's Goodbye (Stormfur) Starclan's Calling (Ashfur) The Promise (Lostface) Sober Now (Spottedleaf) -Coming Soon- Servant's Return (Darkstripe) Banished (Yellowfang)

Warrior Cat Short Stories

In this book, there's going to be a series of short warrrior cat stories. there might be parts, like part one and part two, if they're too long. But most of them will be fit into one chapter. Feel free to PM me to get your idea in a story, or maybe a character.

A Twisted Fate (Warrior Cats)

An ominous prophecy, a perilous quest, and a battle that will shake the forest to its very roots. One side shall prevail, but which is the one? Join a young apprentice as she struggles among the clans' turmoil as well as her own deadly fate.

Starclaw's destiny

Starkit, an abandoned kit found in a cave, got adopted by Streamclan. Almost straight away, she was found exploring far beyond the Clan territory, gathering rogues for some unknown reason. Then it came. The storm of cats......

Scaredy Cat

In an effort to live a bolder and braver life, Everly Rowan begins following the "10 Easy Steps of the Morris Method of Creative Risk-taking". Over the next few weeks she visits a karaoke bar, a punk hairstylist, a bible-thumping church, and a skydiving drop zone. She breaks off her engagement to her fiance, clobbers...

Warrior cats spoofs! XD -FINALLY DONE-

Where warriors have sharpies, threaten to destroy the world with big red buttons for pies, and lots more! I DON'T OWN WARRIORS! Enjoy, my fellow kitty-cats! :D Let the laughing begin! Thank you everyone for reading my silly book I started years ago, it made me happy.

The Test

Going through my pictures, I went to the one that I had just taken, and the phone slowly slipped out of my grasp. What had escaped my notice before is that the couch I had taken the picture on was against a window, which showed the backyard of the house. But in this picture, it wasn't an empty backyard. No, behind...