Smile Cat Creepypasta Novels & Stories

The little girl that was quietly staring at them with those shining black eyes and small smile plastered onto her lips That small smile widened in a horizon as the black eyes seemed to have made the red iris expanded a little, twinkling in return, following suit at Kate black eyes twinkling a while ago It was cute to look at normal times but if it was presented today when only a small smile can make them faint then it was now too creepy gor them that they really could not handle having to look at it some more or spare a few glance on this smile and cute look

One of the man said with a creepy smile, making her skin itch like thousands of insects crawling on her skin. “Nooo. Papa. Please no. Papa I am your little girl. Please don't let them do this. Please papa”. She was crying, thrashing in the chair to get free but all she heard was their evil laughter and maybe her brain had overworked, she lost her consciousness and that was good for her. ------ Tabby

With a reluctant sigh, Brayden let go of the cat, watching it approach Lili’s outstretched hand. As the cat approached her feet, Lili swiftly extended her fingers, grabbing the small creature by its neck. She lifted it, holding it firmly with one hand. The cat's delicate form dangled, its legs thrashing in vain. Lili's smile stayed constant, but a flicker lurked in her gaze. Brayden's stomach churned as he saw the unimaginable — in a quick, almost uncaring motion, Lili broke the cat’s neck with a repulsive snap. Brayden's breath caught in his throat when the cat went limp in her hands. Its form loose, eyes wide and unseeing, staring into nothingness. The warmth left the small creature, leavi

Smirking, I place my claw against the man’s cheek and fix my gaze on him. He appears perplexed at first, but as I begin to slice into his skin, he completely understands my intentions. "You sick bastard." He growls once I’m done slicing off the first strip of skin. "Sadist." "Maybe." I chuckle, beginning to carve out another piece. "But you were the one that thought you could get away with stealing right underneath my nose." The scent of blood begins to fill the air, accompanied by the sounds of the man's agonized cries. They’re like a sweet nectar and leave me wanting more.

A sick bastard who needs his dick chopped off and shoved up his ass. I walk through the back entrance to the club, ignoring the commotion going on down the hall. I enter my room and sit back in my armchair. I let my eyes browse the room, the suns peeking through the curtains, making the dust particles visible as they dance through the air. The room smells like it's just been through a deep clean service, leaving the smell of cleaning products wavering about, tainting the atmosphere of the room. I open my bag and pull out my phone. Scrolling through my contacts I swipe right when that son of a bitches name appears on the screen. Layla: My kitty is hungry, bring her a large sausage with your s

As he passed by the janitor a fishy smell assaulted his nose, a heavy hand riddled with hairy black caterpillars pressed down on his shoulder as he was roughly spun around. He faced the janitor who now has holes in his skin where black hairy caterpillars were crawling out; its eyes were dead as it slowly opened its mouth. Phil wanted to run but the heavy hand restrained him in place, its mouth now gaping open as a creature crawled out. The abomination that was once his mother loomed above him as its body contorted and the sickening sound of cracking bones and nauseating smell of rot filled his lungs. It swayed as it was slowly getting closer and closer the sound of squelching flesh audible f

Far behind us, above the dying city, the jailer stood motionless. Its silver light fading. The darkness surrounding it was growing. Expanding. Winning. And from within that darkness, a shape finally emerged. A head. A face. Ancient beyond comprehension. The creature smiled. A smile large enough to swallow kingdoms. The same smile. The original smile. The source of every nightmare we had faced since entering the fortress. The source of the infection. The source of the creatures. The source of everything. Its golden eyes opened fully. And this time, the entire world trembled.

He should be afraid. I turned to them. Smiled. It wasn't a kind smile. "Isn't it obvious? You've been played." Their faces. God, their faces. Confusion at first. Then dawning horror as realization set in. It was delicious. Better than I'd imagined. "You?" Kate whispered. Her eyes, once so full of life, now wide with fear. "You did this?" I laughed. The sound echoed off the cave walls, bouncing back at us. It sounded almost maniacal. Maybe I was going a little mad. But it felt so good.

Mine and Grace's bullies were with him, I stopped and sat down which made his smile grow wider in a creepy fashion. He did not look normal, it was like if he was possesed by something, the smile was so uncanny and it made me and Cher nervous. "That is not our mate...that is a Skinwalker!" Cher stated as she began to run back to the rogue pack to escape the monster that tricked us into going near their territory and not our old pack.

He replied, I took my brush and added my tooth paste, I was so focussed brushing my teeth when I felt a presence at the floor, I slowly raised my head and was sure to see Venom at the door staring at me with that creepy smile, “Yoo!” I yelled holding my heart, “What?” He smiled “Stop giving me that creepy smile” I groaned, I don't know how he can be so handsome and creepy at the same time, he looked like those guys that are the villains in disguise in movies. I washed my face and came out from the bathroom “Are you scared?” He asked laughing so hard, “Of course if you continue looking at me in that way I have to be scared” I said to him and walk back to arranging my bed, I took my phone and