Smile Dog Creepy Novels & Stories

He uttered to doctor Harvey with a serious expression on his face, "She had been bitten by my trained dogs." Doctor Smith was so surprised to hear him. He gulped and said, "But sir, as far as I know, they do not bite so gently. They are good at picking up meat in one bite. But it looks like they did it just to scare her." Rex listened to Harvey Smith and asserted in a mocking way, "Harvey, why don't you leave the medical profession and take a job as a detective?"

However, one week down, and I find myself smiling at my phone screen like an insane person in the middle of class because my crow boy sent me a picture of his german shepard putting on a pair of sunglasses and one of his neck ties. The dog had an unusually funny, disappointed look, his ears flapped softly to the side, while F Felix’s wide smile beside the dog was a complete contrast. I chuckled, then giggled as I kicked invisible rocks to the side. I was on my way to an afternoon class when he sent it, and I’ve been smiling like a fool ever since. “What’s so funny?” Maya, the friend I made three days ago, suddenly leaned over from where she stood to take a peek. Her silver hair shone in the

he whispers, as they walk off Being dropped off by jimmy and his Corvette she climbs out and walks to the fence, “hi babies!” Unlocking the gate the dogs go crazy, barking viciously at jimmy, foaming at the mouth, the hai on their backs raise. “Oh stop it y’all two, y’all always do this! Jimmy’s a good guy!” Jimmy growls slightly, seeing her look at him she smiles, “it’s ok, I gotta go anyway,” leaning over kissing her Queensrÿche, the extremely mean wolf mix bites his hand, blood oozing out as his jaw licks.

I cussed. He smiled wickedly, “I don't bite, “ he said sniffing me like he was a dog. Though it's very common with us werewolves, wolves are known to be wild dogs with frightening amounts of skills. I wondered why he was sniffing me, using my hands I tried pushing him away from me but it didn't work. My heart sank to my stomach, what if someone sees me in such a position? I would be made fun of. Early I was the center of mockery and this would skyrocket my shame, turning me into a clown. “I have to go,” I persisted.

The little dog sniffed my fingers, then gave them a tentative lick. "Well, would you look at that!" Mrs. Smart smiled through her tears, wiping her face with the back of her hand, smudging her makeup further. "Chili-Dog likes you. He was Richie's dog, you know." I smiled softly, scratching behind Chili-Dog's ears. "He's a good boy too." And for a brief moment, the room felt just a little less heavy.

I freeze. “Uh… dogs?” I ask. “Yes! Big dogs. Small dogs. A Chihuahua! Please?” Carmen pleads and gives me a look like I’m denying her oxygen. “No dogs. They bite. They’re dangerous,” Connor huffs. “Only to bad people,” I quip. Carmen laughs like I just delivered the funniest joke in history. Connor scowls, clearly unimpressed. Maddie groans. “Logan, don’t …” she begins, but I’ve already surrendered.

A strange sound bubbled from his throat, like laugher. "Stink of wolves?" Zezi squinted her eyes at him, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, offended. "Yes." He said, easing off the table and standing up straight, that unwavering smile still on his face. "It is good. Dogs smell." He started moving around, grabbing pots, spoons and opening the refrigerator to get something, before closing it back, his hands full. "You know, like little fur babies. They are cute." He smiled, chopping off meat on the chopping board quickly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll suck it real slow. It will last longer that way.” As turned on as he was by this woman, there were no guarantees he’d last at all. No matter how slow she sucked. He stared at her mouth as he took another slurp of his slush, holding the frigid beverage in his mouth to warm it slightly before he swallowed this time. Reagan bent and gave the dog another scratch behind the ears. “No more humping elderly women in wheelchairs, Riley. It’s not nice.” Riley barked and wagged his tail. Trey laughed.

Honestly, I do not see what the big deal is about: I am staying home for a long period of time, alone, budgeted amount of money, no security – I do not see a problem. “We – well , I do have a vicious new guard dog” I say sheepishly , showing him my pearly whites , hoping to show him that it really is not a big deal as he is making it out to be. He immediately stops rubbing his temples but does not remove his hand from his head. Slowly he opens his eyes , revealing his stormy black orbs that resemble the night. “A vicious guard dog?” he asks me, raising his one eyebrow in a questioning manner. I visibly gulp , trying my absolute best not to spill the beans that my “vicious guard dog” is the m

"He's a silver lab, and this is as big as he'll get. He can get scared by large crowds of people, but we've learned he warms up quickly." "Hi Loki," Ashlynn smiles and holds her hand out to the dog that's sitting by the back wall. The dog looks at her before slowly walking towards her and sniffing her hand. After a second he judges her hand with his nose so that it moves to the top of his head. "You're so cute." Ashlynn squats down to be closer to Loki and she scratches behind his ears.