Cartoon Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

**ELENA'S POV** The guy with the creepy smile blocked the exit and stepped closer, bringing with him the smell of cheap cologne and tobacco. I guess I could call him Mr. Creepy Smile. “Curious cats,” the tattooed guy chuckled, rolling his shoulders like he was warming up for another kill. “We know what happens to them.” I'll call him Mr. Gold-Tooth. I let my lips curl as I replied to him. “They tend to take someone with them.”

Leo choked out. The figure tilted its head. The movement was wrong—too slow, too smooth, like the head of a doll. "I've been living in your basement for three weeks," it said. The voice was the same woman's voice, but now it had a gravelly undertone, a wetness, as if something was bubbling beneath the words. "I ate your cat. He was very noisy. He kept scratching at the basement door, trying to get to me. So I ate him." Leo's legs gave way. He fell to his knees on the cold concrete. The figure took a step down. One step. Then another. The light caught its face.

He doesn’t seem broken…but there’s something there. “Her hand just moved!” Creed suddenly cries out and gestures to the sleeping Caterina. “Pappa, her hand just moved!” Cat and I look at one another, both of us not knowing what Creed is talking about. I didn’t see a thing move on Cat’s body. Kai peers over at Cat’s body with a frown knitting his brow. “Are you certain, son?” he asks, and Creed nods. “I’m positive I saw a twitch just now!” He looks like he doesn’t believe Creed at all. “Little wolf, are you okay?” Kai speaks in Russian, his voice a hoarse whisper. Then he shakes his head. “Wait… that’s not… that can’t be right.”

The cool liquid soothed the scratchiness, “Do you promise not to judge me after what I’m about to tell you?” He furrowed his brows, turning his head slightly to the side, “You’re scaring me. You’re not actually a cat or something, are you?” I bust out laughing at his suggestion but he remained wholly serious. “You’re serious?” He nodded quickly, waiting on me to respond, “No, I am definitely not a cat," I huffed out with a smile. He let out a relieved sigh, crosing his finger over his heart in a X, “Then I will not judge you.”

Instead, it jumps on top of me and starts clawing at my hair, scratching my face. “Ouch!” I jerk up from the couch at once. “Oww! Oww! Oww! Get off me, you little beast!" I shout, flailing my arms wildly. The cat, however, digs in its claws deeper, hanging on like a furry spider monkey. I'm yelling and turning around in the living room, trying to shake the demonic creature off. I should never have gotten close to it. What was I thinking? This creature belongs to an Everhart!

Agent reset some of the gold energy wires so Doll's arms were raised a bit higher and his body was exposed even more. "Oh, I suppose there is no harm in telling you.” Agent sounded like he wanted to brag about his creation. “It's a highly addictive form of catnip. I find a lot of toms when they get excited, they like to pierce flesh. They are such animals. But when they get a hint of the catnip in your blood, they get more crazed. The need to have you becomes undeniable. The drawback for you is you'll want more of it, the catnip and the felines’ primitive violence."

The nasty being finished grinding off the bones as well as the flesh, the sound like a soothing balm to my bruised ego. She starts screaming for more. "That's enough for today, but just pray the next victim comes soon" I tell the hyena and just as obedient as everyone is to my words, she went back into her cage and sits down. See, even the animals know who to mess with. My mind went back to that misery of a creature. My cousin's wife. "Welcome to the family, you are sure gonna love your stay here as I would make everyday more than hell to you" I promised, crushing the liquor glass in my hand and a few strands cut through my hands but I don't give a fuck about it.

While it was Luc’s first time witnessing Kirin behaving like this, he felt that he could not comprehend this young master of the Summers family anymore. In fact, Luc felt a chill down his spine. In the end, Kirin finished his drawing and stared at it. He then started laughing maniacally. On the drawing were a cat and a mouse. The cat had sharp claws and looked ferocious, while the mouse looked terrified and was trembling in the corner. “Hehehe… Tyr… our game has just begun.

Black spots danced in my vision. I grabbed the leather seat, before doing the ritual I was taught. “1” “2” In. Out His nails dug into my bare thighs, “We are here.” His grip was choking and felt like a warning. He brushed my arms lightly. “You would stay by my side and not say a word. You know what happens when you defy me, right?” I bobbed my head like a puppet, too scared to talk because I didn't trust myself not to sob in front of him and that was the last thing I wanted. He slipped the mask on my face and fastened the rope at the back of my head.

Terrick walk away going to look for food to eat, leaving his mate unaware of the thing lurking in the shadows. Catrina rest her head on the back of the tree behind her, she close her eyes. Her eyes flew open when the a shadow block the sun from touching her face. "Who are you?" The shadow look at her with curiosity, Catrina raise her hand to touch person and her hand pass through the person. "Your a ghost" she muttered under her breathe but the person heard her. "You smell like death but you don't look dead." The creature said, her voice sounding like whispers her body turn transparent.