Creepypasta Grinny Cat Novels & Stories

Something licked my face- something fluffy that purred. I looked up to find Samael offering me a fat alley cat so old, patches of fur had fallen from its skin. Its ears were torn, and its body was riddled with the scars of harsh survival. I took it, surprised, and it mewed, curling up against me. “The cat's the one that's dying?” I said, voice shaking with relief. “I thought you meant a human.”

The fabric screaming under armpit stains, while her dingy bunny slippers, one ear torn clean off, slapped against the warped floorboards, leaving smeared crimson trails as she shuffled back. Beneath the porch, feral cats with mange-scabbed fur slunk through a graveyard of empty Thunderbird bottles. The air reeked of kerosene and cat piss, undercut by the cloying sweetness of Louise’s gardenia perfume—a scent that clung to my nightmares. “Mèsi Bondye! (Thank God!),” she spat, her voice a venomous slur. “You shoot like une mamie (an old lady)!”

Callum paws elongated, I glued myself to the wall, avoiding their touch but no where , no way to escape I was doomed, Grey is far away, nothing, no one can save me… I shut my eyes in a surrender, as I felt my pants being stripped off like a cunt, my body and blood ran cold…. Their hands crawled into my thighs ..I shivered still murmuring Grey’s name, as he grabbed a hand full of my cunt. Something that taste and smell like blood splashed on my face. For a moment I felt that paws was tearing into my skin, and that blood was mine… ..Chills ran down my spine. “ You animals!” I heard a loud growl of a thunderous voice, still shut my eyes closed scared to open them, scared to confirm whose blood

They are lucky I wasn't wearing my heels today. I tried to control my grin when I saw small peepee guy's crooked nose. Scar looked at me confused and I mouthed to her who the second dick was. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in", Crusty clapped his hands once, and what looked like a smirk appeared on his face making me roll my eyes. " More like you fucking chased us, but ok", Scar shrugged her shoulders making me grin widely. Crusty and small both clenched their jaws, the smirks vanishing off their faces.

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

I would probably look like a ripe tomato by now. “Oh, so you like him, huh?” she beamed at me. I could see my granny fangirling over me and Xander. Old people were weird, why were they acting like teenagers. Only if, she knew that he was a werewolf, who was totally out of my league. “Granny!” I pulled up my cover and buried my face in my pillow. I should try to restrain these feelings for him. I was hopeless, come on Catherine pull your shit together, I scolded myself. I could hear my granny giggle like some school girl at my expense. I opened a small slit in my comforter and looked at her.

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw POV “Oh, you must be joking!” Callum Harrington Blackthorn laughs right in Damon Thornclaw’s face, his shoulders shaking under his turquoise coat. He shakes his head like he just heard a funny joke from a human. “No, no, no, young Alpha. That is not possible at all. You are making a huge mistake.”

Phew, how I visited the Finnish steam room, honestly . After enduring the torture of a moralizing dinner, Louis quickly retired to his room, opened his laptop and found that Kit had changed avatars - everywhere and everywhere. Now with each baring his teeth in a rather scary grin, the Cheshire cat from one of the gothic toys about Alice in Wonderland. Slanted predatory eyes and a tattooed muzzle. And between his ears, the inscription flashed - Kitty wanna play ... Lou somehow felt uneasy, both from the avatar and from this inscription. It looks like his girl is not in a good mood... However, it's hard to blame her for this... He remembered the trick of the Sydney fans and again felt a fit of

She walked towards that direction hoping the cat hadn't run off. It was a small path that led off the asphalt. Hailey knew there was a garbage can along the path and so it made sense that the cat had ran there. She heard the cat squeal again. But this time, it was different. It sounded painful and deathly. What exactly had the devil spawn gotten into now? She turned on her phones flashlight. The stench of something rotten hit her as she got closer. The cat had done quite a good job letting the contents of the can onto the ground. She raised an elbow to protect her nose from the foul smell. Hailey looked around the upturned can, stepping over the debris whilst making sounds she felt would bec

he said as he yawned, stretching his arms above his head. A puff of smoke appeared and enveloped his feet up to his lower legs. It slowly thickens. "What do you want?," a grumpy voice resonated from it, giving off a deep and strong accent. Looking down with a bored face, the smoke sufficed and revealed an Egyptian Sphynx cat looking back at him with an annoyed face. "Quit it, Pug. This is important," he answered and continued walking down the hallway, passing by the crowd earlier. "You know I heard, the second serving of ice cream is here so let's go. It'll be a great opportunity."