Smile Dog Creepy Novels & Stories

It is the brutal enforcer I always called Creepier. Without letting my brain think, I yank Lestat's massive arm and pull him straight through the nearest doorway, praying to the Moon Mother that Creepier didn't catch the silver reflection of my hair. "Welcome, travelers! Are you here to seal your marriage certificate before the moon sets?" An older female wolf smiles sweetly at us from behind a heavy stone counter. Her short, bleached fur-hair falls around a soft, round face with bright rosy cheeks. "Did your pack already submit the blood-forms online?"

"No, no! It was no ordinary smile, Alpha. It was....dark and brooding. It was something I have never seen before." "It was horrifying!!" "The look alone makes me have visions of being murdered in 70 different ways!" "It was a Killer's Smile, Alpha. Something that you don't want to see. We had no choice but to flee." The kind processed and made sense of their words. If what they said was true, then this girl alone made four strong members of his pack flee with their tails between their legs with a single smile. "Is she a supernatural being like us?" "I don't think so, Alpha."

I found myself smiling and eventually fall asleep. ~~~ I walked in the school hallways and immediately got attacked by Carmen. "Carmen, I almost fall." As she let go of the hug, her face shines brightly. She looks happy and excited. "What'sthe matter? Why are you smiling so wide like a Cheshire cat early in the morning? In the middle of the hallway." "Guess what, guess what, guess what?" "Um... your dog got pregnant?" She looks at me flatly. "My dog is a boy, Val. Anyway, my dance team will perform for the guys at the game!" She said excitedly. I smile widely at her.

I smile, I don't show even a small part of alteration. His smile fades into a grimace of disgust. "Tell me at once why you have come" let go quickly" you have already made me waste a minute of my valuable time, to have been able to have given it better to my dog, because he does know how to be grateful to people.

He bends down, although he doesn’t need to move far as the dog is about the size of a small bear, and aggressively rubs its head and body while crooning at it. All of its scary ‘I may eat you’ manner, disperses into puppy whimpering and crawling around the man's feet as it tries to roll on its back for further affection. Melting the hostility and suspicion away as he folds back his ears and his jawline seems to curl back into a weird dog smile with half-closed eyes at the petting. He’s soft as hell it would appear. It’s as big a transformation as dickhead Alexi to sweet Lexi.

“Kate, how could you abuse an animal like this? It’s a living, breathing soul!” I couldn’t be bothered to play along with their act. I sneered coldly, “And what gives you the right to decide what happens to my dog?” Xena, dripping with self-righteousness, snapped. “If you don’t hand over the dog today, we’ll call the police and destroy you!” Just then, a message popped up from Dogman: “Miss Lincoln, don’t sweat it. This chick screams fake. Let me hop on her stream and handle her.” *

the werewolves that I comfortably call dogs! "Are you...fine?" The dog is almost out of breath as he hugged me closer to him. I closed my eyes tightly as I buried my face on the crook of his neck. The dog, surprisingly has one of the best smell that I had ever smelt before. Can you believe that? This dog smells good. I could guarantee that he doesn't really smell like a dog even if I call him one.

It was an unexpected and endearing sight, a stark contrast to the hostility that had filled the room moments earlier. Harper's shock was palpable. She stood frozen, her earlier arrogance momentarily eclipsed by her surprise. "Eewww! Ugly dogs! Shoo! Go away from me!" she exclaimed, attempting to shoo the dogs away with her dainty gestures. However, the puppies, displaying a surprising degree of intelligence, seemed to have sensed the hostility and disdain emanating from Harper. With a deliberate and almost defiant gesture, they proceeded to leave their mark, defiantly peeing and defecating in the path Harper intended to take. It was a small act of rebellion from the dogs, a response to the n

I snickered at him. “We’ve really been told so much rubbish, haven’t we? You’re not scary, not at all. You’re just a big dog,” I smirked. He pulled away at that, and rolled one of his eyes – still the same beautiful gold that they’d been before he’d shifted, just a different shape, now – in my direction. But his mouth was still open in a distorted smile, and, as he bounced his head from side to side, I realised that he was trying to shrug, to say, “Okay, maybe.”

"I came to see someone and I was passing by. I called you but you didn't hear me, I just wanted to say hi." I stared at him suspiciously. Why do I find his smile creepy and uncomfortable? "So... what do you want to say to me?" Because I know he's not just here to say hi. "I want you." He blurted out while licking his lips evilly. What the fuck?