Smile Dog Creepypasta Novels & Stories

It made him confused and disturbed. He slumped down the floor and the door creaked a bit and it was followed with loud footsteps after that. He sighed and shook his head then he felt someone opened the door wide and it slammed into his knees. The impact and pain of that jolted his body and made him look up. He glanced up and there he was smiling so creepily back at him. W—wha? His golden eyes were fixated on him and he was totally smiling so wide that it made his body stiffened up. What was that? He hasn’t seen Yenn smile like that. Not in a moment nor a chance he had caught that kind of smile. It was terrifying and—

They are lucky I wasn't wearing my heels today. I tried to control my grin when I saw small peepee guy's crooked nose. Scar looked at me confused and I mouthed to her who the second dick was. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in", Crusty clapped his hands once, and what looked like a smirk appeared on his face making me roll my eyes. " More like you fucking chased us, but ok", Scar shrugged her shoulders making me grin widely. Crusty and small both clenched their jaws, the smirks vanishing off their faces.

People with lower cultivation nearby died from it. Their silhouette got covered by a big shadow as the temperature in the city keeps on rising. Looking for the source, it was a big dog. Its fur was red in color, there are symbols on the paw and even in the forehead. It's eyes were so deep red, looking at it would make anyone cry in anguish. Her existence made them tremble in fear. “HAHAHHAHAHA” At this time. A hysterical laugh was heard, it was coming from Xiu Xing. Staring at the trio with ugly faces, he smiled and shouted.

To hide any sign of pain on my face. Putting on a fake smile,patting my face dry. I make way towards our little home in the forest. Half an hour later,I reach home. Entering,I speak. Hoping for Logi to come running towards me. After all I got a full sack of newspapers this time. He loved them. " Logi. I am home-" My words die down as I feel something strange in the air. Closing my eyes,I try to find the specific scent to go still. Blood.

A person who was good at tracking and playing with the enemy was played by his target today. Although he hadn't figured it out how the other side knew about their existence yet. But this was no longer the point, and it was not the time to think about it now. "Today, I've suffered a great loss." Under great pressure, Head Dog actually showed a smile. But when this smile appeared on his face, it made people feel creepy. "A group of brainless idiots. All of them are a group of idiots." Head Dog raised his hand and pointed at shapeshifting demons in the air one by one.

What used to be a dog—a creature that possessed the hollow, rotting eyes of a dead thing—is smiling. It wasn’t a baring of teeth. It was an expression of pure, predatory amusement, its lips pulled back so far they tore at the corners of its mouth, revealing layers of glistening, raw muscle beneath. It held that smile, static and frozen, while its head twitched with insect-like precision. "They're starting to wake up," the stranger noted, his voice devoid of emotion. Inside the paddock, the silence broke. The sheep began to moan—a low, discordant sound that wasn't animalistic, but unmistakably human. The sound of a thousand people drowning at once.

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

Not even the eeriest face on earth, which stood only a few feet away from me, could evoke a fearful response from my depressed zombie brain. “Greetings, little duckling. You have arrived on time.” Madame Long opened up with the creepiest grin. It only missed her ears by a mere inch. I didn’t know she could smile so wide. Also, her rotten teeth were an eyesore. My brain may have become immune to many things, but not disgust.

He just circled the bench slowly, then curled at my feet. Staring again. “Okay, seriously,” I said, glancing down. “What is your deal?” The dog tilted his head. Adam laughed softly, brushing his hair back. “What, you got something to say?” Alex blinked. Then - no bark, no growl - he stood up, padded a few feet away, and howled. I sat bolt upright. “Okay. That’s not creepy at all.” I shook his head, laughing it off. The dream was just that—a dream. My imagination running wild. Nothing more.

A smile spread across my face in fulfillment. I shut my eyes, prepared to embrace the inevitable, but suddenly, the air around me was filled with a captivating scent of vanilla and cinnamon. A strange sense of familiarity washed over me, and my dispirited wolf suddenly came alive. I opened my eyes at once, and the first person they landed on was the mysterious man I had encountered while being dragged to the stake. In that moment, my wolf screamed, "Mate!"