Skinwalker Scary Story Novels & Stories

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.

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.

the woman screamed. The woman quickly approached them, but Tyler blocked himself. It shocked the woman when she lifted and threw her back next to the man. The skinwalker was shocked at what he had done to Axen, and Raven would have escaped her Katana behind the skinwalker and penetrated it to his chest. The creature vomited blood and looked at Raven. There was a shock to his reaction, so Raven felt guilty.

She said, seeing him raise a brow with interest. "Go on." He nodded for her to continue. She bit her lip, looking around the dining room again. The other patrons appeared to be too involved with their own conversations to take any heed in what they were discussing, but Amira didn't want to risk anything. She shifted herself dangerously close to him, lowering her voice a bit to not draw attention to herself, "Even though we do go after the big names: Vampires, Werewolves and Dark Witches, we also take down creatures that hide in their legends. For example," She tapped her chin thoughtfully, "last summer while Jax and I were traveling through New Mexico, we took down a Skinwalker that kept imp

"Big, scary skeleton. Pick on someone with a warranty." He's twenty years old and he's baiting a thing built out of a hundred dead people’s bones into chasing him, and there's no time to be sick about it because I have to get to Leon. The skeleton goes for Dax. Dax is fast, but this thing is twenty feet tall and his reach is too big to outrun. One of its hands comes through the brush and Dax isn't where it lands. Barely. I'm already sliding into the ravine where Leon's crawling backward with a useless crossbow, a deep gash on his arm and a face caught between panic and disbelief.

I hear, before I'm being dragged by my feet across the forest, my shirt hiking up and leaving my back at the mercy of the harsh soil, fallen twigs and branches, and small rocks. Help! I want to scream, but no sound leaves my throat. The skin of my back screams as it's peeled off with every step of my assailant, but the pain is nothing compared to the crippling fear in my gut. After what feels like forever, we stop and the man turns to me, bends down to my level and waves. A small wiggle of his fingers before he folds them into a fist, pulls his hand back, and aims for my head. “Nighty night.” Is what I hear before my world goes black.

Finally, they managed to kick the door down. I switched on my flashlight and shone it into the room. "Don't come in here! Don't come in here!" There was a woman hiding inside. She was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, dressed in my silver long-sleeved pajamas. She had a fruit knife in her hand, which she pointed at us. I gave her a look, smiling coldly. Then, I peered into the garbage can outside the door. There were tissues covered in semen inside! It turned out that Zane was hiding a woman in the house and getting busy with her here!

Isla on the floor, the snow beneath her was pink with blood. And then, standing tall before her was the huge form of the White Wolf. Bigger, more terrifying. Her claws were coated with pink snow. Before I could step forward to stop her, her claws slashed across Isla's belly and Isla let out a piercing scream. I froze on the spot, my blood ran cold as I felt a chill run down my spine. Even before I could fully react to that, the White Wolf lifted those blooded claws again and with a swift move, she slashed Isla's throat open. Stripes of blood spilled into the snow with the movements of her claw.

Through the slightly ajar door, Skyla saw the most heart wrenching sight that got her goosebumps. Beside the table, she saw a she-wolf with a gigantic figure grabbing a timid one by her hair. "Please, leave me! Please!" The she-wolf with the slim figure screeched. "Do you think you deserve to be left after what you did?!" The dominating she-wolf scowled at her. The dominating she-wolf slammed the whip right next to the she-wolf on the floor that made the timid one jump out of her skin.

“You’re talking about the tattoo parlour being burned down, aren’t you?” Scars asked her quietly. “About Keira’s Dad trying to kidnap her, and him getting killed in the fire that he set.” “You know it.” Her eyes were bright with tears now. “And I’m also talking about Jo blowing her dickhead ex’s face off in Silver’s house, and even though I’m all for that asshole being dead, it’s not exactly a calm situation, right? And now this strange woman just hides in Viking’s van wearing a nightgown and men’s boots, looking scared half to death and she won’t say a word to anyone. She said thank you to me and said she liked the green tea shampoo I brought her, but that was all I could get out of her. I