Skinwalker Scary Novels & Stories

I replied, and stilled. The scarfed man did likewise. “Stop!” He called out to the others. “What?” The bearded man asked. “The sand moved,” the scarfed man replied. “The sand always moves,” the woman replied. The sand shifted, rising up, and then settling down, as if something large had moved up and then gone down again. “Admittedly, not like that,” she amended drawing her wickedly hooked knives. With a deafening screech, something horrifying surged out of the sand, seized a mouthful of my skeletons, before diving back into the sand as if it were water, scattering bones in its wake.

Skulls—both human and werewolf—were on long sticks, their empty eyes looking into the distance. I felt heavy inside as I looked at the eerie scene. The skulls moved a little in the breeze, and each one seemed to have its own story of suffering. The human heads looked like they were in pain, while the werewolf skulls had something strange about them, with bits of fur making them scarier. The wind made the bones scrape against the wood with a creepy sound. The smell of death and rot filled the air, making me feel scared and sick. It was clear—Swiftclaw ruled by making people scared, and this scary scene was meant to show how strong he was.

Carie spoke in a low tone in my mind, I could feel her tail wagging anxiously. “What do you mean? What the fuck is that?” I asked again, feeling agitated all of a sudden. “It's a skinwalker. They were dark creatures who were locked away from the face of the earth by the magic of the moon and the powers of the Moon Goddess.” My eyes widened in horror as I heard Carie. I was confused before because I was definitely not expecting to see a skinwalker in my life time, or until the doom was among our world.

horror striking Adir push her away with his fist, she groan but maintain her hold on him,She slip into his skin eating it sloppily,a small dagger kept by the door side for protection flash,he bend down dragging her with him to pick the dagger and slash her throat cutting her head off,her body fall limply on the ground,the hands inside his body dropping from it's reach,Adir sit down beside the door breathing abnormally. Something he leant about the night creatures was that anything could penetrate their skin and ordinary plastic item could tear through their skin but it can't kill them,they take hours to heal when you strike them,no matter where you throw the bodies and the organs,it located

Alpha Kade lunged towards Callum again but before he could get to him, a snarl unlike any sound Scarlett had ever made tore from her throat. Instinct took over her to protect Callum no matter what. Her body suddenly began to contort and shift, bones cracking and reshaping as she let out a scream that turned into a growl from deep down her throat. The full moon shone even more brightly. Her clothes shredded into pieces as thick, silvery-white fur erupted across her skin. In a matter of moments, where Scarlett had been kneeling, a magnificent Snow White wolf now stood.

The question pops into my head as I recall my encounter with Milio and Leo. “They were created with blood alchemy and DNA splicing. You are a blood alchemist. They are attracted to your magic; they are ruled by it. They recognize you as their superior.” She halts her steps for a brief second. “What else are you, Leneve? I can’t quite tell. Lycan yes. But you are more than just blood magic.” “You first.” I counter still wondering what the actual fuck she is. “I am a Skinwalker.” I detected a note of sadness in her voice and kept my shock hidden by biting down on my lip. “Oliver doesn’t like people to know. He says exposing me is dangerous and I wouldn’t be safe.”

My daughter, Amelia Rossum, comes home with her palm pierced all the way through by a pencil. I drop my mop in a panic, hastily change out of my loungewear, and rush her to the ER. At the hospital entrance, my husband, Benedict Rossum, jumps out of his car and immediately lashes out at me. "How could you let this happen to her?" Our neighbor, Lorelei Bates, trails behind him, holding her daughter's hand. She addresses him gently, "Benedict, don't be so hard on Clarissa. Everyone makes mistakes." He scoffs. "Other mothers can keep their kids safe perfectly fine. What's her excuse? I bet she did this on purpose to guilt me into coming home early!" Amelia recoils and hides behind me. Seei

"The cuts sting again; maybe I need to redress them." His hands shook as he reached down, peeling the bandages back. The fabrics clung to sticky, raw flesh, and a strange odour rose, mingling with fresh blood. His eyes widened, the sickness increasing. "Shit..." He looked desperately at Nathaniel, trembling as strange shapes emerged from the shadows. Black as pitch, the only feature was a ghoulish grin splitting the face in two with jagged teeth.

The Skinwalker- It stood tall and imposing, its eyes glowing red. The skinwalker cocked its head to the side. "I've been watching you”. "The last time we met, I left you with a scar," “And I felt your fear,don’t think you can scar me” The skinwalker let out a low growl, its eyes flashing with anger. "I will not run this time” “Stay away from Liam,he has something that belongs to me” “I only came to give you a warning,the next time,you won’t be alive to even get a warning”

I was shaking with fear before I remembered my mother’s words about a proper trigger, and this might just be it. "Werewolves are strong, and they own the whole Serene land; no one can bring me down," I said, standing to my feet and trying so hard to conceal my fear. But the next thing I saw almost brought me back down to the ground. A swarm of skarvs was approaching me. Mum had always told us that skarvs were twisted creatures, accompanied by fierce, heavy winds. They were the scariest things that existed in the forest, but I would have been able to fight them if only I had my wolf. The wind that accompanied the skarvs had separated me from Mum and Elara; now they couldn't hear me or come to