Creepypastas Smile Dog Novels & Stories

He bends down, although he doesn’t need to move far as the dog is about the size of a small bear, and aggressively rubs its head and body while crooning at it. All of its scary ‘I may eat you’ manner, disperses into puppy whimpering and crawling around the man's feet as it tries to roll on its back for further affection. Melting the hostility and suspicion away as he folds back his ears and his jawline seems to curl back into a weird dog smile with half-closed eyes at the petting. He’s soft as hell it would appear. It’s as big a transformation as dickhead Alexi to sweet Lexi.

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 turned around to find the source of the voice The guy who was standing there was smirking at me he had pale skin beautiful ice-blue eyes and jet-black hair with beautiful lips "Who are you?" He smirked in my direction "common cupcake why don't we take a walk I'll tell you everything you wanna know " "Who are you?" I asked again He started walking towards me I started stepping back He is extremely good looking but he is a creeper "common cupcake come with me," he said in a melodious voice with glowing eyes What the! Is he trying to hypnotize me? That's when I heard a howl in the distance "guess we have an unwanted guest," the creeper said sadly

What used to be a dog—a creature that possessed the hollow, rotting eyes of a dead thing—is smiling. It wasn’t a baring of teeth. It was an expression of pure, predatory amusement, its lips pulled back so far they tore at the corners of its mouth, revealing layers of glistening, raw muscle beneath. It held that smile, static and frozen, while its head twitched with insect-like precision. "They're starting to wake up," the stranger noted, his voice devoid of emotion. Inside the paddock, the silence broke. The sheep began to moan—a low, discordant sound that wasn't animalistic, but unmistakably human. The sound of a thousand people drowning at once.

I pretended to have just regained consciousness as I said with a pained expression, "Owen, what happened just now? My stomach really hurts!" Owen patted my back gently, showing a tenderness I had never seen before. His voice sounded choked as he said, "The witch examined you just now. Our pup is gone." I pinched myself and forced out a few tears. Upon seeing this, Owen cupped my face and kissed the tracks of my tears. "Ivy, we'll have another pup. I'll stay by your side until you fully recover." At that moment, a phone rang, again and again.

Senthaiz smiled, grateful for the presence of her furry friend. With a gentle pat on Poppy's head, Senthaiz knelt down to meet her at eye level. She whispered sweet words to her companion, expressing gratitude for the unwavering companionship and comfort Poppy provided. The dog responded with a joyful bark, as if understanding every word and offering her own form of reassurance.

When I didn't stop my taping o n the table, he looked at m e quite annoyingly and I gave him my ever soo sweetest smile. "Don't give me these creepy smiles." He said and again stared looking a t the menu, while here my smile dropped a t his comment. "My smile was not creepy okay you Mr. Grumpy Pants...." I shouted i n my mind and tried t o kill him by my eyes draggers. "Umm....havr I done something yesterday? I mean I didn't said anything stupid o r did something.....did I?" I asked him i n a low voice with a very soft tone.

Chuckling darkly he lifted her frame effortlessly into his arms before standing in a fluid motion. “Come Reaper.” He whistled, causing the dog to run to his side and follow him as he headed out of the cemetery. “Time to head back to base.” He said smoothly as his cold blue eyes gazed down at the beautiful woman in his arms before his mouth twisted into a dark smirk. He was going to have so much fun breaking her.

] "What?" ["Magic."] And he laughs out loud. I was affected by that laugh, not because of the cringing joke but because this was my first time seeing a laughing dog—squeezing eyes, wide smile, and running out of breath. ["Another one. Why don't mosquitoes walk?"] "Because they fly?" ["No. Because they don't have mosquiTOES."] And he laughs hard again. "Okay. Okay. Enough with mosquitos!" I feed him a huge piece of ham to fill that mouth 'tho he speaks with enchast in that wolf form. This family is killing me in cringe.

Of course both, the sweet smile that Xiaza plastered on her plump pouty lips was identified by the zombie that was regarded as a puppy in Xiaza head that it was an indulgent smile that was directed to him in his thought but the surrounding people and the zombies that was close to them line of thoughts are far different from what was the silly zombie is thinking right now, they secretly wondered in their mind if they had evoke this ruthless little girl heartlessness without them even knowing and will gone rampant sooner or later and just because of wearing this sweet smile only, they involuntary shivered in fear, this sincere sweet smile of Xiaza that can only be seen once in a life time was