Scary Cat Scratch Stories Novels & Stories

I was just getting ready for a nap when Lenny's message came through. "Seven thousand dollars—what a lucky number. It's the Christmas season, so of course we can't shortchange our furbabies. This is my bonus. Our cat is a little princess, and she deserves only the best." I didn't read the rest of his messages, because the moment I saw seven thousand dollars, I was so shocked that all my sleepiness vanished. I quickly typed back, "Seven thousand dollars?"

Her hand brushed across my head. When I woke up, someone was holding my hand. It was my mom. Dad had been outside with lionel. I was sure I would get in trouble. Kataya had fallen asleep on the sofa. As I stirred, my mom gripped my hand tighter. “Hiru?” My voice was raspy when I uttered a single word. “Mom?” clearing my throat, I tried again. “M-mom?” She kissed my hand, tears slid down her face. “I’m so glad you’re alright. The doctor said you were scratched by an animal. You’re lucky it wasn’t worse. Don’t you ever do that again. We could’ve lost you.”

on the road surface. 'What the fuck is that?' One of the men glanced over his shoulder and froze in horror, 'Oh fuck.' He hissed grabbing the other man's shoulder and turning his head to face the nightmare behind them, 'Is that a fucking Wolf?'

The moon brightened the place a little and she was grateful for that. From far away, she heard thumping of feet. It sounded like something huge and she scrunched up her face, a tear staining her eye lids as she raked her fingers through her hair. She was doomed! Could that be a dogman coming for her? Her knees shook and her throat felt dry instantly. "I just want to go home," Whispered Maris as she took shelter behind a bush, taking a peek from a small hole. A big hairy monster stopped, backing the bush as he sniffed the ground and howled at the moon. Other beasts howled too and Maris closed her eyes, taking her face away from the hole.

Almira said, panicking. I just sat on the couch but I Anita screamed. “What the f*ck, Anita? Why would you–AHHHH!” Anita and I are both screaming then Kate came in panting. “Why?” She asked. “Auntie Kate! Auntie Tatiana is bleeding!” She said. Kate walked towards me and guide me to breathe. “You don’t have to panick, Tati. This is kind of normal for some mother’s,” she said, distracting me. “Tell Alexander to hurry up ’cause it’s freaking hurts!”

Xyla felt very sorry for the maid. However, she found the things the maid said hard to believe. A creature with the smell of sandalwood hopped onto the maid’s face and scratched her eye. This was quite an unbelievable story. Looking closely at the maid’s injured right eye, Xyla also found two long scratch marks beneath the traces of blood… It looked like a cat’s scratch. Soon, the maid’s voice trembled even more. “Miss, please get someone to take me to the hospital…” Xyla immediately nodded while holding the maid’s hand. “Okay. I’ll take you there right away…”

She heard a gasp below her, "Did Guo not say that ladder was off limits due to the venomous spiders that nest in there?" Yan Sha had no such limitation placed on her so she kept going. As she fitted herself through the opening she saw two black scrolls giving off the air of malaise. As she touched them a purple poison began to infect her hands. She looked at her blackened fingers and shrugged—-she had come too far to back down so she placed the scrolls under her arms and made her way back down the ladder. The masked children all seemed like leering ghosts to her as she walked up to the teacher and placed her selections into her bony outstretched hands. The poison she noticed did not transfer

She stared at him, then at me, like I owed her answers. "What happened?" she demanded, voice quivering, sharp enough to cut through the haze in my head. I shrugged, letting my shoulders slump like it was nothing. "It is what it is. Liam got scratched by a large animal." My words came out flat, casual, but sweat beaded on my neck. I hated talking to strangers, especially women. Her gaze darted around, wild, like she expected claws to rip through the walls. "Large animals? Do you mean like servals? African lions? Leopards? Jaguar?"

“Let go of my hair, somebody help me” Alice cried out. People came to her rescue but Regina wouldn't let go of her hair. “I'll scratch your face with my claws because I am a cat like you said” and scratched Alice's cheeks with her long nails. More hands came and pulled her hand away from Alice's hair. At this time, Alice's cheeks were reddened and the scratch had little blood coming from it. People scolded Regina and said she's not qualified to be called a catholic for her shameful behaviour.

I suggested while resting my hands on the cold metal bars. "Or maybe he just scratched it on a sharp branch because he wasn't looking where he was going," Mira countered without missing a beat. Her witty comeback caught me off guard and a genuine smile broke through my usual harsh expression. "You might be right," I conceded while looking down at the scruffy animal. "Uncle Carson says cats always land on their feet but this one looks very clumsy," Mira noted and flipped a page in her sketchbook. The mention of Carson caused a sudden spike of anger to flare in my gut.