Animal Shapeshifter Novels & Stories

With that, I locked eyes with her, compelling her to sleep, before teleporting the both of us to crystal-vale. My name is Aziz Duncan, a hybrid and a shapeshifter, the last shape-shifter of my kind, and I could take whatever form I desire, mainly the reason I was able to infiltrate Alfred's pack and lay with his mate, not because I wanted to, but because I wanted revenge... Little did I know that he harbored no feelings of love for his mate and rather despises her because she was half-blood and weak. ... Once I arrived in crystal-vile, Ashira the great seer, and my beta, Kai was waiting for me in the throne room.

A low, keening wail escaped her lips. Suddenly, a dark shape materialized before us . It was a shadowy figure, but it didn't remain static. It began to shift and contort, taking on various forms. One moment it was a towering figure with glowing red eyes, the next it was a serpentine creature with scales that shimmered like black diamonds. My grip on Ava tightened. "What is this thing?" Shirer's voice was low and urgent. "It's a shape-shifter, a creature born from darkness and chaos. It's a harbinger of the evil that's coming.”

Three days before departure, Ethan put a new flight confirmation on the dining table. I looked at it once, and my fingers went still. My parents' first-class seats had been changed to economy. Bianca Voss and her parents now sat where my mother and father were supposed to sit. "What is this?" I asked. Ethan was fixing his cufflinks, calm as if he had changed a dinner reservation. "Bianca heard about the Maldives wedding and wanted to bring her parents. First class was full, so I moved your parents down." "You gave my parents' seats to your childhood sweetheart and her parents?"

He felt awful, if only for a moment as he remember the huge bear that morphed into a child within Rex's mouth. He’d never been so shocked in his life because he had never imagined that a child would appeared in replacement of a animal that had intent to kill. Thinking surely that the child hadn’t held angst again us? Or perhaps maybe he did. Is he a descendant of Celeste to, or is there another goddess that creates bears? That brought him to the question of what is the limit for shapeshifters? His attentions snapped to me as I moaned softly behind him, my hand holding my stomach as another wave of nervousness and pain ripples through me.

She lays it on the floor in the middle of our huddle and flicks through the brittle, browning pages. Inside, there are illustrations of creatures. I quickly see Lycans and Werewolves and Humans, as well as Witches and Wizards. But then she stops and shows us a whole picture on a page. It’s the picture of some kind of humanoid form, melting and dripping on the floor. White dead eyes. Shadow surrounding it. Gammie looks at us with a grim expression. “The thing that we are up against is the most dangerous of all. The Shape Shifter.”

There was no blind spot to shear the lambs secretly. Then, they witnessed something unusual right before their eyes when the doorbell rang. Zen and Sasha could barely believe their eyes when all the women dropped what they were doing and immediately dropped to all fours. Slowly but surely, their long and curly hair fused with their body as they morphed into bigger versions of the black sheep they saw earlier. “Those really were just lambs,” Zen gasped, clasping a hand over his mouth. “The real sheep were those women! They’re not humans. They are shape shifters!”

“We could have fun with you. What a shame.” A shiver of disgust ran through me and Kohen struck his face hard enough to make him fall. “Is he a.. human?”I hesitantly asked while trying to observe him. “A shape-shifter. They are a rare species and highly annoying because they can shift into any species they want without actually inheriting their power.”Jake answered, looking pissed off. It was the first time I heard about them. “Do you think the others are like him?” “Only way to find out. What do you say? Will you sing for us, chameleon?”

But now a cold fear had settled deep in my bones, making me shiver even in the warm sunlight. Now I understand the terrible truth. The person who Sarah had been taking orders from, this person was a shape shifter, someone who could change from a man to a woman and whatever, whenever they wanted. I had read about shape shifters in old books when I was younger, but I never thought they really existed in our world. Now I knew they were real, and one was here in our pack.

"This is the one." I took the book to one of the nearest tables that had a lamp attached to it. I opened it quickly, searching for the page which had listed its weaknesses. "Wait, that's the one." Ivan put his hand on the page before I turned the page again. I looked through it, reading the description. Cloudy Shapeshifters that have the capacity to shift into any living being and can take onto the resemblances of a dead person. They can take away the life of any being once they trap them in their circle of red lightning and dark suffocating clouds.

“But what you need to understand is that anyone mating with a true shapeshifter will have babies like that. They won’t bear pups, or cubs. They’re highly sought after, and that’s why I took them in. They didn’t ask to be born this way, and for anyone to exploit them, well I won’t have it. When I found them they were in a bad way, being hunted. She could turn into a fly or ant and go into places easily. She could rob places, steal things and that’s appealing to a lot of people obviously. She could be made to be a pitbull and put into fight pits if the wrong person got ahold of her. Makes me sick. But when we’re shifted, no matter the animal, we are all keenly aware there’s always something hi