Scary Cat Scratch Stories Novels & Stories

I said, feigning innocence. I glanced around after speaking. It was true. There wasn't a single living person in sight, but ghosts were everywhere. "This place is cursed!" Charlotte snapped. "I can't even stop. The moment I even think about it, it feels like needles are piercing my hands." Even as she spoke, her hands kept moving. Fear flickered across her face at the scene before her. The terror in her eyes was truly a rare sight to behold. "Is this your doing? Did you come up with all these tricks to scare me? You just want revenge for all the times I picked on you at school, don't you?"

Brianna has Chloe's book in her hands as she struggles to get it. Brianna is 12 while Chloe is 10, they are both quite different. Some say Brianna takes after me while Chloe takes after her mum but Chloe looks a lot like me and Brianna like Loren. "What's going on here?" I rushed in between their cat fight, as they both struggled to touch each other. "Stop it." My voice was useless as they scratched me. "Both of you cut it out." Loren's voice got two to stop immediately. The sexist bad guy ever.

She screams at me. I have no idea, what this is about. “What are you talking about?” She glares at me, "do not play dumb! My Parents!" Her statement is like an electric shock to me. "They were found near Navy Pier! I was eleven! Chest clawed up, throats ripped open!” she says as she cries “Everyone said it was an animal attack! Animals don’t rip people’s throats out or drain their Blood!!!” She screams as she cries. I never knew this about her. It makes sense why she never talks about it. I do not know if I should comfort her.

Shouldn’t she be somewhere dressing up like some Disney Princess and not out in the forest threatening vampires with only cats as her backup? While I doubt if she could kill me herself, those cats aren’t normal. That scratch on my leg is burning like it was infected with vervain. These are NOT normal cats. Do I have anything to lose? No. I sighed. My choice was made. If it delays the inevitable, cool. I’ll have to tell this kid as close to the truth as possible. If somehow it results in me getting out of this alive, great. “Fine. You win, Cupcake,” I concede.

In her perception, Harry had a serious cleanliness fetish and would not raise such a furry little thing at all. So, this cat must belong to Sienna! Why is it her?! Felicity reached out her hand as she wanted to carry the kitten. However, as soon as she had just reached out her hand, the little kitten was instantly startled as it arched its back, revealed its claws, and moved at a speed that was as fast as lightning! “Ahh!” Felicity let out a miserable cry, and when she looked back again, the back of her originally fair hand was already in a miserable state with at least a dozen scratches. Blood was also dripping from it.

It felt like a bucket of ice had poured on him as he regarded the meowing cat with a glare. Killing it off would silence it. Elijah could wrap his hands around his furry neck and snap- Elijah gasped in shock. The cat was shrieking now. He realised the cat was with his hands pawing and trying to escape. His hands bled where the cat scratched, and he dropped it. The ginger cat scurried away. What was happening to him? The scratches healed, leaving a reddish scar. * “Tomorrow, we leave for Ibadan. You'll have to take an auto cab. I won't be able to communicate much because of the Celo's battery.”

It slid into a silver bowl, yelped as hot soup splashed its side, and in its panic slashed wildly. Its claw dragging a gash across my throat up to my jaw. I stumbled back, pain blazing. Screams erupted around me as servants scattered. Rita lunged forward, trying to grab the frenzied animal. “Whose damned beast is this!”Rita roared. My hands were shivering, not only at the warm blood streaming against my skin, but also at the sight of this massive cat; it scared me to death even more.

I'm afraid enough so I bring it back to its cage but it's biting my index finger. "Aww!" I scream a little because it hurts but when I look at my index finger where she bites it, my mind and face turn into confusion. Why my blood is violet? Why? I look at the kitten again— No! she's not a kitten anymore. She's become a grown-up cat with different scars. She became bigger than me! "WHAT IS HAPPENING!?!" I scream as I move backward but my body is so weak maybe because of its bites. "Don't be afraid. I'll help you, just trust me" my eyes widen. Did I just really heard that right!?

Despite it pains me to move because of the injuries that I received. I gathered my strength and started crawling towards him. “ Do not do this to me, my love, I am sure that bitch is blackmailing you to leave me! " I am panicking and hysterical about what is happening. I am so confused. Facing the consequences of the situation I do not regret that I been seeing him. “ What a bitch! Why are you useless and ignorant? Catherine jumped at me and her hand lay in my face. It pains me that her red nails scratched the skin of my face. Blood flows directly and it stains the ground. Some lycanthrope started to shout.

“I heard the others talking about it and I thought it was bullocksn. They said that the cats, That they’re so jealous of the mike that visitors can’t get near him. They become feral when people try to touch them, like there were spirits of jealous ex present in them" I neglect the nonsense that probably spawned as a result of paigon chit chats "They weren’t so bad,” i confided. “Well, I did sort of get scratched by one of them. But it was just a little scratch. They are sort of antagonistic" “They said that the more he likes someone, the worse the cats are,” he said. “In which case, you’d better wear body armor if you plan to go there very much or you discover he starting to like you"