Scary Cat Novels & Stories

Sandra whsipered harshly. "Huh. Are you scared of him now? He seems tall." Catherine sneered. "And an athlete, one punch and you're dead." Sandra slowly turned to face her, Catherine sniffles a laugh at her terrified expression but then slowly she smirked. "Are you kidding me? Nobody hurts my Cathlyn!"

"It's a pity that some people are always mice. They will never change anything just because of a cat's skin." The group of people did not take the the scar manred man seriously at all. the scar man was very angry. If he was still in his prime, he would beat the crap out of these guys and let them know who was the rat in a fucking cat's clothing. But now, he was indeed a little inferior. "What a pity! Damn it! How annoying!" However, people like the scar man would never admit defeat even if they had to die. "Humph, it's so funny. I feel like I'm looking at a cat when I see you? You're just a bunch of good-for-nothings. How can you be cats?"

She is terrified. That's right. Kimmy is a freaking werewolf that is scared of the dark. Makes no sense but that is sometimes the way of things. She is a big ass scaredy cat. Everyone in her family knows it and it embarrasses her to no end, but still, it is true.

he frowned. “Well, yeah. I was just testing if you were bluffing.” I said with a smile, to which he quirked an eyebrow while I responded with a shrug. “Any werewolves afraid of spiders?” I asked hopefully. “No!” everyone replied in unison, some shaking their heads. “Pity. I was hoping to catch someone screaming like a girl. I could record it and watch it on gloomy days so I wouldn’t feel miserable here.” “You feel miserable?” Kate asked, concerned.

I said, stretching my hand out to get him. Kitty looked worried at first. He kept looking back to make sure Cadell wasn’t coming, before approaching me slowly. Just when I was about to pick him up, darkness filled the bathroom in an instant, terrifying Kitty and I. “Oh no,” I uttered worriedly, knowing this won’t go well for me. That’s when I heard Kitty scream in the darkness with the dark cloud clearing up, revealing Cadell in his real form, holding the poor cat from the neck. He was furious.

I walked to the door to see that person, I really wanted to know who is that person. When I am about slid my head off the door "Nooooooo!" Ciara loudly screamed making me stops for a moment and swiftly turned myself to her fishing her arms at my direction with her eyes and mouth widely open and agape like she just saw a ghost or more like trying to warn me about something bad that I am about to do or encounter. She's so weird. "Why?" I asked trying to clear things. *** Angelina keeps on pulling Skye away from the house when they hear Ciara loudly screamed that made them suddenly stop. Skye didn't also know why Angelina is acting so weird like that where she even need to hold his arm and pull

Moreover does anybody bring up wolves as their pets instead of cats and dogs? She goes around the house and as usual does not find Nathan any where. Her mind begins to process something menacing. Kyara comes back to the bed and by the time the wolf was awake. He opens his eyes and sees her in a calmness of the sea where as Kyara was a Tsunami from inside. "What happens to your master every night, he vanishes during the night? Well, I do not know how to tell you...." She looks around the complete room suddenly feeling reticent and fidgeting with her fingers.

Grandma scolded me for being too clumsy that day, and when I was finally told to sleep, I cried all through the night, as the horrible scene of being threatened came knocking like the ants that hovered around my room. " If you say anything, I will kill everyone!" He threatened, my only witness was the ikati. Outside, I could hear their meowing all through the night, and when I couldn't stop crying I came out, it wasn't big, just a small black cat that was almost one with the night sky. Its oddly shiny eyes were the only thing I could see clearly, and ever since that night, I had found a special friend who would not expose any of my secrets to anyone.

Just when she thought she was safe, there was a noise—low, guttural, like something large moving through the undergrowth. She turned, her breath hitching in her throat. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight of a fierce jaguar, its green eyes glowing ominously in the dim light. Her entire body froze in fear. The jaguar crouched, ready to pounce, its muscles rippling under its sleek coat. Catherine’s mind screamed at her to move, but her feet were glued to the ground. The animal was mere seconds away from ripping her apart.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.