Are Skin Walkers Real Novels & Stories

“All right, copy that” I replied. The sun hit my leg as I got them out of the car, as a human I have an advantage over the others, when everyone in the city using an umbrella to cover their heads in the daylight, I could run underneath the sun as I like, but some bloodlines like the Atwood are blessed with excess so there is nothing special about my people, we are just a lowly kind in the vampire’s world.

"And I broke... Broke your doll. We're even now..." Right before I jumped off the building last night, I was ready for anything that came my way, even a terrifying ghost. But what I saw instead was a transparent spirit, wearing half a human's skin.

the doctor explained. Damian contemplated for a while. As long as it was the only option they had, they would explore it. He would do anything possible to keep his mate alive. "Where do we find this walker?" Damian asked. "That's going to be quite the challenge, alpha," the doctor said sadly. "You see, walkers are a rare breed of people. They're spread out too thin across communities, with as few as one in a thousand people having the likelihood of possessing the gift." Damian's hopes sank to the ground at his words, and he was flung into a pit of despair.

“After tonight… after seeing that… there’s no point pretending.” I said nothing. He took a shaky breath. “There are others too.” “Others?” “Supernatural beings.” I tilted my head slightly, acting confused. “Like what?” He hesitated. “Wolves. Vampires. Skinwalkers. Fae. Things people don’t believe in.” My wolf bristled. “And you know this how?” I asked evenly. He looked at Bri’s unconscious form. “My family is a part of a group of mortal beings who hunt them.”

“Who is that?” She was quiet for a moment. The specific quiet of someone arriving at an answer they were hoping would be different. “A skin walker,” she said. “Like the one who wore Marta’s face this morning. The network had more than one. The one who wore Marta’s face was Marcus’s asset. This one is older. More practiced.” She held my gaze. “The kind of practiced that comes from doing something for a very long time under the direction of someone who needed a specific capability and invested in developing it.”

Before it could enter a snarl was heard and bones snapping followed by a bone chilling scream made my blood run cold as the skinwalkers body fell infront of the cave and was tossed inside it,. "Come out little one, I will not harm you." a deep and comanding voice could be heard outside the cave which made my bones shake aggressively. "I am not a skinwalker if that is what you are worried about, I am of like you." He says as my breathing evens out. I come out from hiding and the skin walkers body was no longer a body but a sack of bones and blood, it was disgusting.

The flames grew bigger, and soon the dark energy surrounding Clarabelle vanished. Clarabelle went unconscious, and the red flames dissipated. "Is... is she okay?” Christine asked. “The thing that possessed her is an abyss demon called a skinwalker. They were former servants of the moon goddess who were cursed to forever live at the bottom of hell for taking the bodies of humans for the sake of having sexual pleasure. I'm not sure how this one got into the mansion, but fortunately, they are highly susceptible to the alpha-wolf aura. So yes, your friend is okay now,” Steven answered.

I demanded. “That is a skinwalker!” he replied without explaining. He didn't need to. Every wolf knows what that means, it was a legend passed on for generations. If there is a skinwalker, right in its shadow, the blood suckers will thrive. If this is true, then we have a problem, a very big problem. Instead of heading to the entrance, Throgan headed further back, when he was about to reach the dead end he turned right and then put me down beside him. “Don't move!” he said.

Chris look both skinwalkers in the eyes, the two growled at him. "Skylar," Zach called her name, pulling her back. "Chris knows what he is doing. It's okay." He told her. Scarlet snorted. "Compelling them won't work. They are immune to your tricks." Scarlet pulled Chris back just in time so that only his shirt was torn by the nails of the creature. Scarlet kicked Mrs Turner in the chest, sending her flying into a bright red sports car. The four kids that were still in the parking lot begin making their way over, shifting into skinwalkers as well.

Something about it just took me back to the roof incident where he was pushing me one second and jumping after me from a completely different side. Was that a skin walker too? I guess he'd have to be awake to answer that. "A skinwalker?" Tim’s tone was harsh, disbelieving. "You expect me to believe that?” “It is true, Tim. I almost didn't believe it,” I told him. He was still in shock at how ridiculous it all sounded. “If that is the case, we can't trust her either. For all I know, you could be the skinwalker right now,” he stated.