Skinwalkers Scary Novels & Stories

Looped around his throat. The other one was dark. Black hair. Tan skin. White tattoos matched his partner's black ones. They wore suits. Sunglasses. Scanned the area several times before walking out. From their scent, I knew them to be werewolves. Businessmen, no doubt. I tried to follow them as they left the building as well. But my sight was cut short by the security guard in front of me. He gave my odd setup a glare. Noticed Bambi dozing on my chest and rolled his eyes.

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 23😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "I should stop? Nat, when will you stop being so afraid of him? I know what he's doing to you but why won't you talk". He yells at me. "That asshole of a stepbrother is just using your fear against you by doing those horrible things".

Hakan warned as he stopped right next to Skye who has her eyes focused solely on the first claw machine that got her interest. “Despite how short I am compared to you, I am an adult and can handle myself. If I do ever get lost, I can ask around. So, please, for the love of god, don’t smother me,” she mumbled at him. If it wasn’t for the Alpha’s enhanced hearing and their proximity he might have never heard what she had said. “I’ve already had enough of people smothering me.” She added but this time a faint whisper. “All right then. Go ahead and have fun. Just don’t go to any rides yet.” Skye just ignored the Alpha as she continued on playing on the claw machine, intending to win and take hom

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.

he rasped. As I moved towards Kaida, Malachi leaped to his feet, morphing into his wolf form. He was a blur of pearly white in my peripheral vision, darting into the darkness the skin-walker had emitted. The blackness was thickening, spreading. We had to get out fast before it completely enveloped us all. Thousands of eerie screeches echoed as the skin-walker convulsed in reaction to the talismans we had stamped against his body. The blackness dissipated soon after, leaving behind only shredded pieces of his body.

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 towering, many-limbed horror sculpted from the stuff of cosmic nightmares reared up before us. Its hungering mouths opened in birth cries of unspeakable evil as it drank in the terror of those watching. It fixed me with a thousand unblinking eyes, each blazing with intense focused hatred of the most vile enemy. As its repulsive forms undulated obscenely, they almost looked like crude, blasphemous approximations of twisted human shapes for a moment. Then the skinwalker spoke again in that unholy multitude of voices, each syllable shreddin

The shadows of my painful past darkened my world, threatening to destroy the moment of peace. I couldn’t stay still and asked further, my hands shaking so badly that the words almost didn’t form. “Who has attacked us, Stacy?” She looked at me, her lips pressing together. “I don’t know for sure. But I think it’s a powerful pack. Everyone is scared.” The floor trembled again as the growl tore through the air, louder this time, making my heart stumble over its rhythm. A name hit me hard out of nowhere. The Ember Howl Pack!

And she was very very angry. “You killed him! You killed him! You will pay with your life!” the Vampire hissed. She bares her fangs fully. Long nails sharper than hawks' talons. Her sclera was the purest of black making her red eyes the most frightening of sight. But she had the whitest of skin, smooth as a marble and her long red hair is a stark contrast. In her resting form, one would understand why humans would always be drawn to their kind. The Cold Ones are like candles in the dark and the humans the moths. Despite the warning signs, they just can’t help but get themselves burned. Remus had forgotten how beautiful these creatures of the night could be. Beautiful in a terrifying way. He

Lola spat in his face, but he just laughed and wiped it off, “I like my women feisty so please keep fighting. It will only get me more determined to wreck that tight cunt of yours.” A shiver of fear went through Lola her spine when he untied his pants and took out his swollen cock. He grabbed her hair with one hand and put his pistol against her head with his other hand. “Open your mouth you filthy slut,” he commanded. Lola had just decided that she would bite off his cock and die with a bullet in her head when she saw a group of black wolves approach. Lola started smiling wickedly and the hunters quickly grabbed their guns and stood in a circle. Lola knew from Deborah her lessons that the B

Will she achieve her goal or become a pawn in his sick world? Once again, you have been warned and can turn back if you are uncomfortable with the warning. Welcome to The Silent Stalker!