Smile Dog Creepy Novels & Stories

A tall, thin man with dark blonde hair and blue eyes framed with circular, silver glasses walks out in a t-shirt and jogging shorts with what is arguably the most beautiful dog I've seen in my entire life. Concerns about my first impressions are gone and I let out an embarrassing squeal as I rush towards the dog. The man startles and pulls on the leash, pulling the dog back towards him. The movement makes me realize what a psychopath I probably look like and I halt my steps at the end of his walkway.

He looked like a nervous child standing there. I smiled " yer maybe." "cool, I'll see you there", he waved as I turned to walk away. I walked along, trying to smell myself to work out what everyone was talking about. I didn't think that I smelled any different to normal. "do I smell blue?" he looked up at me like he understood what I was saying. I let out a giggle. I've got to stop talking to my dog in public, or people will start thinking that I'm crazy.

I hate it when he laughs- it is so loud and his belly shakes like we would have an earthquake soon As he enters, his gaze falls on me, and my wolf recoils. He smiles at me, showing his dirty yellowing teeth. I can see the hunger in his eyes, but not the kind that comes from the moon's pull or the hunt's excitement. This is darker and more perverse. He looks at me like I'm meat, and I realize with horror why I've been dressed up like a doll. It has something to do with the disgusting Alpha in front of me

“Because if so, I’d rather leave now.” My heart sank. This was exactly the kind of situation we had been hoping to avoid—a small misunderstanding threatening to unravel all the progress we had made. “No one is taking your dog,” I assured her, stepping forward. “But we do need to figure out a solution. You see, dogs can pick up werewolf scents, and it frightens them.” Just to prove my point, I held my hand out closer to the dog, who began to squirm and snarl in the woman’s arms. The woman gasped, taking a step back, and I quickly withdrew my hand. The dog instantly soothed again.

he said while turning to me. "Every couple is different." "Alex? am I going to turn into like you? After you bit me?" I asked slowly. "Hmm? No. Of course not, Cara." His serious face looked at me. "I thought...it's contagious.bLike zombies, or rabies." I added after a while. Suddenly he looked at me with a sullen face. "I'm not a dog, Cara." he replied then suddenly he laughed.

[The Truth Is Out, Now What?] "You know more than you say you don't. Should I be worried?" Liam investigated the vampire whilst intensely examining his demeanour. A shy smile hesitantly crept across Douglass's face, believing that he knew Liam would ask this question. "Creatures like yourself are always smart — they smell rotten potatoes from a mile away and yet I promise you, my lord, fear nothing from my words!"

Dozens of large dogs were lying around the garden in small groups, lazily sunbathing. The moment I walked in, all the dogs rushed at me as if I were a massive steak, happily rubbing against my chest. In the middle of my confusion, I felt someone pat my butt. I spun around, but there was no one there; only a silver-white Alaskan Malamute sitting behind me, staring with eyes full of possessiveness. "They all really like you. Looks like you'll do just fine taking care of them." The sudden voice startled me. A man in a tailcoat walked over with a polite smile and gave me a small nod. He looked like the owner.

“Don’t act like you’re not obsessed when you see him. Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t ditch me again, ghost girl.” I laughed hard. After the call, I scrolled through my messages and, sure enough, there were loads of pictures, mostly of a tiny Chihuahua with the biggest attitude I had ever seen. His eyes looked like he was plotting world domination. Aggressive, but somehow, perfect for someone as sassy as Nico. I smiled at the photos, then stumbled onto videos of Tessa screaming and running away as the little dog chased her around the living room. I laughed so hard my sides hurt.

“He’s got big, flat teeth for chomping on grass and leaves. Which is why it won’t be a quick bite and swallow, it’ll take time. Grinding and chomping and making your body nice and soft so he can get yo’ down. Might have to regurgitate yo’ a couple of times, yo’ look like yo’ might be a little chewy.” She was only a little thing, but as she stood there, it felt like she was getting bigger. And letting off a weird vibe. Killing intent, I’d call it. The dogs sat up, alert. They sensed a threat but couldn’t tell where it was coming from. Not the chubby girl, surely?

He and Liam turned around so fast upon hearing those words, staring at me wide-eyed, i was sure they would start calling me names and such. "I am terribly sorry! I never meant to offend you! See, i love dogs, and... and... if you smell like that... it... it means i like your smell!", i try really hard. And then i realise that that is also creepy to say to people. I am on a roll today! They look briefly at each other, and i swear i saw a quick smile from both of them. But i could be wrong. At this point, i am too embarrassed to assess any social cues correctly. Percy is back watching the pigeons, but he wouldn't save me anyways.