Skinwalker Scary Novels & Stories

I stood alone in the middle of the hall utterly immovable, rooted in place. I won't let this happen under my watch! As the last bits of Elias's form melted into a swirling, shapeless mass, a rotten smell of decay and black magic washed over the hall. This made some of the people there gag and dizzy. For a pause, the still-shifting shape seemed to hold an undecided, almost alive evil behind its grotesque changing form. Then, with a sound like a thousand suffering souls crying together, the skinwalker's true form burst out in a fountain of rancid guts and tainted essence.

A shadow getting closer and closer to the spot where I burry my face that night, and the sounds of footsteps started to be heard all over the place afterward; I gulped to stay calm so that I could think of something that could save myself at the time. Then something hit my brain and all of a sudden, I got a plan in my mind. I squeezed the sandy ground and gripped it as much as I could so that when the wild boar came closer to me, I could throw the sand and blind it, running away from the location or maybe climbing back on the tree like I used to. “Ah!” I screamed; getting my face off the ground but still shutting my eyes, I threw the sand in my palms to anything that standing in front of me,

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

I asked her, moving closer. Lyric protectively crosses her arms, and I can see her recalling her memories. “He didn’t have a scent for starters. And not from using a masking spray. His eyes were a strange mustard color and his skin,” She shudders with revulsion. “His skin was a washed-out gray, ashy. He moved in complete silence and his teeth…” She lifts her hand to her mouth and points to her own. “They were sharp like needles, yet smaller than a Werecats. I had never seen canines like that. And he moved fast. He made my wolf nervous, and she doesn’t get nervous.” Lyric admits. “Skinwalker perhaps?” Tawny asks.

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.

We walked into the girl's ward to see her on her bed staring into space. She flinched In shock noticing a presence In the room, I rolled my eyes in disgust getting irritated by her behaviour. I know I'm supposed to be nice or show empathy but 'ugh' I just hate woman with pale white skin, I prefer ladies with a darker skin like Whitney. Pale white skinned women look like they would snap if they are touched. "Stay still missy, so I can get this thing over with" I said within gritted teeth but instead she moved back in fear.

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.

It was a brief moment, a sliver of time before the skinwalker retaliated, launching himself back at X with terrifying speed. X wasn’t fast enough to dodge this time. The skinwalker’s clawed hands sank into his shoulders, tearing through his jacket like it was paper. A sharp, guttural growl erupted from the skinwalker as he shoved X backward, sending him crashing into a pile of rocks. X slammed into them with a sickening thud, the sharp edges digging into his skin.