Cheshire Cat Creepy Novels & Stories

Catherine and Freya were so angry that they had the urge to splash water on Chester’s face. ‘F*ck, why are you laughing? If it weren’t for you threatening Eliza with other people, she would never have gotten close to you. ‘Idiot!’ Catherine smiled. “Young Master Jewell, why are you laughing? Is there something wrong?” “...” Everyone sensed that the atmosphere was off. Shaun squeezed Catherine’s hand. He stared at Chester with a gaze of warning. “Don’t mind him. That’s how Chester’s personality is. He’s just a little weird. Let’s have supper.”

I held his gaze. He smiled. It was unsettling and reminded me of that creepy Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. I never liked that book. It left me unsettled, but I’ve read it many times since it’s Delilah’s favorite. ‘He’s the Cheshire Wolf. The cat could disappear into the darkness and reappear at his leisure. Maybe that’s why he’s so stuck on calling us kitten.’ Emilia concluded. ‘Or he’s just a dick.’

Even from here I can tell it’s scrawny and filthy. I get up and walk to the back steps of the club and attempt to sit there instead, on the low wall at the base of them. Not really in the mood for taking on a crazy cat, and jump when it appears to my left, crawling out of its little shelter to stare at me from under the bonnet of the car. Slinking after me as though it’s trying to intimidate me out of its parking lot. He doesn’t seem as ferocious in the light and looks more flea-bitten and pitiful than anything.

Cherie How can happiness be so fleeting? From being happy and content one second, to terrified the next. The beast in front of me snarls, its golden eyes pinning me with a look that sends bile rising up to my throat. I don’t know how one would describe the scent of death perfectly, but this monster is the embodiment of the word. It’s incredibly taller, even taller than Creed or Alpha Kai, covered in black fur, and standing on two legs. With claws the size of a grown man’s full hand, sickly yellow eyes, and scars littered all over its body, I know this is Creed’s Lycan.

I let loose the shrillest scream that had ever left my lungs. “That is not a sound befitting of a lady.” An haughty voice declared. My frantic gaze locked on the sink, and lounging there, not a care in the world was the fisher. “Lord Chan!” I had never been so happy to see the strange feline. “It is nice to see you too.” His bright green eyes flicked to the gleeful ghost with disdain. “Her cackle is quite dreadful, a terrible strain on the ears. Why don’t you put a stop to it?”

The world around me faded into the background, leaving only the haunting presence of Clyde and the biting frost that consumed me. I found myself caught in a chilling moment, my heart pounding in my chest. "Now you know what place you have in this game, little kitty." The sinister tone in Clyde's voice sent a shiver down her spine, and she strained to decipher his words amidst the malevolence that dripped from his every syllable. As I stood there, frozen in fear, I could only watch in a petrified silence as Clyde's mouth moved with calculated precision, forming shapes that were meant to taunt and threaten.

The fuck. Janice’s face instantly lit up. “Oh! Look!” She crouched down, making soft noises. What was happening right now? The cat hesitated, staring back at her like it was trying to figure out something, then trotted over confidently. No. No. And fucking no. I took several steps back. “Careful, darling! Those things are feral… they carry diseases and they scratch.” She looked up at me, amusement dancing in her eyes. “Calder… are you scared of a little cat?”

“You’ve been showing up in them since we chatted in the library on Monday. Always trying to be some knight in shining armour—your sister turned into a cat last night in one of them and she was biting at the vampire’s ankles—even you did—but it wasn’t enough.” “Cassidy? A cat?” “Yeah, kinda like this little cutie,” she said, taking Cassidy by both cheeks and scratching with some vigour. “But different. Dream cat had stripes like a regular tabby and the fur wasn’t nearly as soft.” Cassidy purred at the compliments, awfully content for a girl who didn’t want them to be there in the first place. “Sounds like you’ve got one of those overactive imaginations. My niece is the same but it’s usually w

“We’re gonna teach this fucker a lesson.” I lowered the LED a few inches and spotted the disgusting thing crawling up the wall. I could try several paragraphs of description, and you will think I should’ve just said it looked like Gollum and save everybody time. So yeah, that’s what it looked like. “A crawler?” I said mockingly. “You fucking roach are the infamous Skippy?” The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling.

he said with a smile, waiting as the entire young generation entered and died, their souls taken and their corpses turned into puppets by him. Swish… “Hey, it seems you’re really enjoying all of this, aren’t you?” Long Chen appeared alongside Miss Lin. He stared at the half-burned man with a smile, but the aura of fighting intent couldn’t be erased from Long Chen. “Hm? You two…” Suddenly, the man’s eyes changed as he looked toward Long Chen and Miss Lin. Especially when his eyes caught the one person who terrified him so much he wanted to flee. It was the cat perched on Long Chen’s head—a white cat with its eyes closed. But the cat’s aura alone was enough to make him flee from there, abandon