Smiling Dog Creepypasta Story Novels & Stories

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.

I can also catch a faint whiff of his woodsy smell, penetrating through my trance. Again, I feel like I’m in bliss as I inhale his scent. I sway in my spot, smiling, reaching toward him. Only to touch what feels like fur. I stagger back in fear. Something heavy and solid bumps into me. I hear a monstrous growl and I’m knocked down to the floor with a thud. I gasp and look up, and I see the silhouette of a gigantic dog with bright white fur and burning golden eyes. It glances at me, sending a deep shiver down my spine.

When they growl and my breath catches in my throat. Cerberus. What do I do? I’m about to come a chew toy for the three headed guardian dog of the underworld. I raise my hands as it takes slow, menacing steps towards me. Its saliva drips dropping to the dusty floor. I’m trapped. It stops, its hot breath washes over my face and I screw my eyes shut. This is the end of me I know it is. I can’t fight this dog. It stands to its full height. The tips of its ears touch the high ceilings. When I hear a giggle. I am taken aback. A giggle?

Slowly backing away from him when he got a little too close, I tugged a half-smile as I tilted my head up to stare at him. His brown hair was dancing with the wind, and he was beaming at me as if he knew who I was. The sunlight struck his face that made his hazel eyes lighter, as he plastered a grimace while gazing down at me. I took another gulp, but this time, I decided to speak up. “Hey,” I uttered, filling the awkward silence that consumed us for a bit. “Hey, I’m sorry for my dog. She’s just used to smelling random people in the park whenever we go out,” he responded, rubbing his dog’s neck with his large hand. His voice was deep and a bit croaky which sounded so fine.

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.

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.

**ELENA'S POV** The guy with the creepy smile blocked the exit and stepped closer, bringing with him the smell of cheap cologne and tobacco. I guess I could call him Mr. Creepy Smile. “Curious cats,” the tattooed guy chuckled, rolling his shoulders like he was warming up for another kill. “We know what happens to them.” I'll call him Mr. Gold-Tooth. I let my lips curl as I replied to him. “They tend to take someone with them.”

Gladly, I stick it out through the iron bars. She takes it, still smiling. And then— Boom! Her teeth connect with my flesh. “What are you doing— stop!” I scream as her teeth wickedly sinks into my skin. And no matter how much I scream, this bitch doesn't let go. Until I finally manage to pull my hand back inside. My hand is blooded. “You bitch… are you crazy?” I slam, infuriated. When did she become a dog? “Oh yes I am! I am crazy to kill you!”

"You're being so mean. What if you scare her away? I don't want to be branded as the homewrecker who ruined her friend's relationship." "Woof! Woof!" Daisy squirmed, trying to jump out of my arms. "Bad dog!" Sophie cursed before pretending to cower behind Hayden. "I'm terrified of dogs. Get it away from me." "That awful woman is scolding me again. In my last life, after you died, she was the one who broke my leg!" Daisy nuzzled against me. I shivered. It felt like someone was slamming a hammer into my chest, knocking the air from my lungs.