Horror Scary Cat Novels & Stories

"I know that you are shaken but can you make out who the person was? Was it a man or a woman and how did everything happen? My mind flashed back to how it started and how I felt uneasy. Lolly, my cat kept meowing loudly and when I got up to look at what was causing her discomfort I met the door open. "The broad shoulders show that it was a man and his height too. I can't say what hair color he has because he wore a cap but his eyes were dark and scary." I shut my eyes and shook my head nervously but Tracey's warm hands on my thigh forced me to relax

No, no, no! Catalina lay on the floor, eyes wide open with an expression of horror on her face. She’s unblinking. Len puts a hand on my shoulder, I close my eyes. Reaching out I try to lift Catalina off the floor but she freaks out and scurries backwards, into the corner her eyes darting all over as if looking for someone. Then she grabs her head and screams, pulling at her long blonde hair.

Stacy, the cat, runs away, and Kara and Nicole are shouting in the background. I can't see them. The raccoon hits me with a hand-like paw, and I'm out cold on the ground. Teeth tear my wings apart, and I scream at the agonizing pain traveling through my veins. "No, get away from me!" The raccoon doesn't listen. Its nose and teeth are inches from my skin, and its large head fills my entire view. Those eyes look evil in the moonlight, and I brace myself for death. Only, it never comes.

I wasn’t affected then but I’m sure people who didn’t know her were affected. She's one hell of a scary woman. Whether it was because of her eyes, the dark shadow that enveloped her, or because of her icy voice, that depends on how people would see her. She is scary from any angle. And the woman over the counter is proof of it. The woman turned pale and now moved with a rush while punching our items. Probably because she wants us to leave already. Her reaction isn't exaggerated but the truth about how scary Katiya can be.

If you throw it away or keep it with you, it's up to you, dear Helena. Helena looked at the cat happily and said, "You will be my companion here then, beautiful cat." The cat was black, and his eyes were shining green and so frightening he was looking at Helena as if he understood what she was saying. Then they went downstairs and went and sat down at the table . Mart looked at sera and said to her, "Now tell us the dream you had?" sera took a long breath and then said: I saw a scary woman, her features are not clear. I didn't see anything of her clearly except that she was wearing a black cloak and she stood in front of me in a forest. Then she said to me in a very serious voice:

He snapped. She said nothing still, simply holding her legs tighter. His eyes flashed red, and he hissed like he was some sort of serpent making her scared the more. She looked right at him, and felt her heart thump in her chest. He was so scary. He moved like a cat. She wasn’t sure if she got that right, but she hated cats so he moved like one. She couldn’t take her eyes off him no matter how much she wanted too. Whatever he was doing to hypnotise her was making her anxious. She didn’t want to consent to something she didn’t want out of compulsion. It would kill her.

He teased. Kate moistened her lower lip with her tongue. She crossed her arms beneath her bosom. “We could get eaten by sharks and die horribly.” Nick laughed. So his little toy was both brave, and a scaredy cat at the same time. “You must watch a lot of movies, Miss Cooper.” He taunted. “Let me guess… ‘Deep blue sea’ ?” “No.” She retorted, a defiant glint in her eyes. “The black demon.”

It was almost midnight; sullen clouds covered the brightest moon, streetlights flickered in a very long interval– making the back alley to wrap in a creepy vibe. Just then, stray cats hissed, their serene feline face contorted into an open-mouthed sneer showing their sharp canine teeth as their ears flatten, back arches and tail straightened out in a fluffy plume. Afraid of the person trespassing their territory.

When it was done, it faced us again with a stone cold expression. “I don’t know what’s more horrifying. The fact that Rose thinks that I am a female bunny or that PRINCE Ace was laughing.” The black cat glared at the bunny warningly before looking back at us. “In any case, one of you better keep an eye on her. We have to find a way out of this dark forest. There’s something here that makes me uneasy.” It says and wrinkles its snout making its whiskers rise in the process. I wanna touch it. I wanna touch its whiskers. But knowing cats, it would probably scratch me.

I'm not exactly sure why I let my friends talk me into going to watch scary movies with them, but here I was. My friends would describe me as the biggest scaredy cat in the world, which is why scary movies always make me jumpy afterwards. My friends think it's hilarious to see me watch werewolf movies through my fingers, cowering away from the screen. Leaving the movie theatre, a cold wind rushes through my hair, chilling me to the bone. I tried to pull my jacket tighter to my body, as if that would heat my tiny frame but it was no use. The cold evening air surrounded me, planting light kisses across my bare skin.