Stories About Skinwalkers Novels & Stories

The thing wearing the uniform shifted again, a ripple running beneath its skin that didn’t belong. “Not entirely,” Arthur added, his voice tightening. “It's what they call a skinwalker. Bad news.” “What the hell is a skinwalker?” “It means you don’t want to find out.” “I’m not running away and leaving you here alone.” The creature moved again, lunging with a speed that forced the decision out of me before I could think it through. Energy flared through me, sharp and immediate, driving outward as I struck him, the force catching him clean and throwing him back into the patrol car hard enough to dent the metal.

My mind had trailed off. " Sam, what I am about to ask you might bring back painful memories and false hope, but I need to know for both our sakes," I asked, and she turned to look at me. " Did you see your mother die?" I asked as carefully as I could manage. " No, " she said sadly, " I did not see her die. She made me run away, while Glover's hunters chased her in another direction." "HUNTERS?" I asked. " Yes. Glover broke a lot of rules. It was forbidden for a spirit wolf to interact with humans, but Glover did so anyway and made friends with hunters. My family were killed by Apex wolves and hunters under Glover's command." she told me and I watched tears fall from her face.

Months and months of investigation would have gone down the drain if he had. He slipped through shadows like a ghost, following the racket Nathaniel was making with his beta. The spineless coward wasn't even going to try and defend his title. He had left his men to the mercy of an unknown threat. It was an honour to be an Alpha of a pack but Nathaniel had no honour. Rounding the corner the four werewolves surrounded the SUV. Sierra and Alvaro had shifted, their tawny and black pelts and glimmering in the moonlight as they stilled, their hard eyes on the two men.

"Then how do you know what she looks like?" Bailey smiled as she looked down and then back into my eyes, wrapping her arms around her knees. "That's right. I forgot that you haven't heard the stories." A crease formed between my eyes. "What stories?" She shrugged. "The stories of our people." She sighed as she looked out over the stones but saw a time long ago, a time far away. "Long ago, two children were walking in the forest. Night fell, and they became lost. A black wolf came, and the children shivered, sure that they were about to become a meal for the black wolf. But then a huge white wolf came and scared off the black wolf. When he was gone and the children were safe, the white wolf t

The Red Hoods moved aside as she walked to the front of the procession. Glancing over her shoulder at them, she said, "Let's hunt," and walked forward, disappearing into the trees. The Knights flanked her, taking up the rear. The only thing that could be seen were the flashes of a red cloak moving through the snow lit night. #### "They're coming," Keena whispered to her mother. Rashida gave one firm nod. Keena turned back to the pack members who were waiting outside of the lodge. "It's time!" she called. The members began to shift into wolves much larger than the native creatures of the land. Where once stood a group of people from various backgrounds and ethnicities, now stood towering wolv

Alice trudged through the dense forest, her heart heavy with the weight of rejection and more with humiliation and shame. The Dauntless pack, the only home she had ever known, was now far behind her, and she was searching for a new beginning. She had always known that she was different from the other werewolves in the pack. While they trained and honed their strength, she spent her days buried in books and learning all she could about the world around her. Even though she was top of her class, No one ever reckoned her for her excellence in the area of knowledge,

She says really dramatising the whole matter, while I feel someone take a seat beside me, I turned around to see The King had also joined our little story group. “Inside told stories of many diverse kinds of groups, people who could do mysteries things. There was one group in particular, they had always been very secretive, and no name had been formally given to them, the book called them The People Of The Forest. They are able to look into the past, present, and future through visions. I knew if I were going to get the answers I wanted, I would need to track these people down and ask them, which I did.” She smiles but I was more shocked there were people out there who could do that, so ther

I didn't know what was happening exactly, but I'm sure it had to do with the incident we saw in the road. The scratches and marks in those peoples bodies, I'm sure it was a werewolf that attacked them. I casted one last look at Skye and saw her leaving with my brother and Keira, and so I'mI also took off, wanting to know what's happening in our town, and why the hell there were suddenly unprecedented attacks. . . . "Good. You're here." Father said, and I saw all five of the elders already seated on their respective seats. Even Hilda was here, the old powerful witch I was talking about that teaches at our school.

He then spoke, pointing at Ghost, who by the way was still bouncing around in the flowers. Oh crap, I totally forgot about him! I mentally slapped myself, then turned to the side, “Oh my god, Ghost, get back here!” I shouted at the crazed husky. “Ghost?” The guy instantly asked confused. “Yeah, she’s a total Game of Thrones fan,” Kara explained giggling. “Oh...” He mumbled, while I was still looking at Ghost, who was heading towards me, but suddenly stopped in his tracks and started howling like a crazed wolf.

I could think no more. Until one day.... "Are you ready for tonight for out little adventure? " I shook with fear as I heard my wolf talking to me . "You got mesmerised by her charm too much that you didn’t even realise what tonight is gonna be!" It was the next full moon night! "Brace yourself, Ethan! Cause tonight will be memorable for both of us!" The hissing voice echoed through my whole existence...