Grinny Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Grainne wriggled in her blankets, talking wildly. "Grainne, don't forget, you really are wearing a mini skirt today! Keep struggling like that, I don't want to see your panties!" said evil Carwyn. "Whoa! Carwyn, you're so obnoxious!" Grainne pulled back the blanket and said. "Haha, okay, don't be angry, look at you sweaty, smelly again, hurry up and take a shower." Carwyn patted Grainne's small panting face. "I'm wrong, okay, I won't laugh at you in the future, hurry up and take a shower!"

mind gibbered. 'It can't be real, it can't be—' But it was real. And it was looking at her like she was dinner. The creature's lipless mouth stretched into a grotesque parody of a smile. "Going somewhere, little human?" it hissed, its voice like nails on a chalkboard. The sound made her skin crawl. Cathy's heart seized. Behind her, she could hear the angry shouts of the women growing closer. Before her, the pale monstrosity loomed, its red eyes gleaming with hunger. Trapped. She was completely trapped. She was trapped, with nowhere left to run. This was it. This was how she died. Cathy's heart raced as she stood frozen, caught between the approaching mob and the nightmarish creature blockin

The vampire jumped to the floor from the ceiling like a spiderman, his body was as usual completely in white also covered in a white gown with a cruel scar in the middle of his forehead and black teeth and nails. Amara shivered gasping his dreadful countenance. The complete furniture in the house shattered around her like somebody threw it to the floor breaking to pieces. A soft 'aah' went out of her as the glass pierced inside the skin of her throat. "Kill me, just kill me now than making me suffer like this every moment." Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams.

The cold seemed to come from everywhere. “Was it her?”Polly asked.”The woman in the portrait,the one I showed you?” “No,”Ginny said,obviously fighting back the hot tears stinging at her eyes.”It was someone else.Something else.Something dark and evil.After I was dressed,I sat in front of the mirror,to put my lipstick on and I saw her in it,she came out of the wall,filthy and haggard..she smiled..her teeth were rotten and she pointed her finger towards me…I was so frightened Polly,there were shadows all around her.She was evil.Whatever is in this house is evil…pure evil!”

I came to a stop just outside the school. The images kept replaying in my head... I'll kill you; The blood..... The doll and the rope.... Tears kept streaming down from my eyes and I allowed it to "Gracie!" Lyn called out panting for breath She must have ran after me "are you okay? Back then..... what was that about.... gosh it was so scary " I gratefully accepted her hug, heaven knows how much I needed it right now... I managed to stop crying and pulled away slowly

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.

All her slutty acts were all gone and she is just panting for air. I threw her in the ground and walk over to the other one who looked rather eager to have me. I grabbed a fist of her hair and slammed her to the wall and fucked her senseless as well. She was wasted as well when I felt close to my climax. I pulled out and my cum started spurting out all over the place like a broken pipe. The shameless women seemed to still have the strength to come over and try to lick my seed clean. In your face miss papier veirge, I have finally gotten my release.

I grin like a Cheshire cat. Let's do this shit.

One particularly deep, curling lick of Hannah’s tongue snapped it. Grace screamed. Her body convulsed against the window, a shockwave of release tearing through her. Hannah held her through it, her mouth staying locked on Grace’s clit, softening her motions to long, soothing licks that gentled the violent peak into a shimmering, endless aftershock.

The golden manes were now shredded and in place stood a furless pale creature with red eyes and jagged teeth. Crawlers? That is what they reminded me of, A more animalistic version of Orion’s Crawlers. The creatures attempted to growl at me but instead of something deep and menacing, it was a screech that sent a shiver down my spine, piercing every single nerve ending and shaking my very core.