Changeling Oc Novels & Stories

My spirited and passionate queen was nearing her limit. "How about we all take a step back and start anew? Perhaps we should save this discussion for later, after we've had the chance to speak with our changeling here," I proposed, trying to defuse the mounting tension. Tyler, seemingly confused, inquired, "What the hell is a changeling, anyway?" Malik stepped in to offer an explanation, saying, "It's someone who's been bitten by a shifter and has begun the transformation, but for some reason, the process didn't reach completion."

THE BRAND ONLY HURTS IN ONE Eyes like a night without stars meets eyes like a sea of blood. One is innocent and fearful and the other is spiteful and murderous. How can they be destined? Breathing gets hard, both of their hearts racing. Everything that was cold, now seems to be burning. With each step that Occisor takes back, a pain strikes his neck, forcing him to return to his human form. Bloodstain also feels her body being forced to change back.

But a very grotesque one. Her slime down below quickly separated into two legs, and then the complete figure of a girl around her late teens showed up in front of Chaos, sitting over the ground as her slimy body twisted around, her various eyes spread through all of it glared at him, Chaos could notice that there was some kind of very unhealthy fascination held within such a gaze… But he didn't mind it. [Congratulations! Your Summon [Shoggoth (Phantasmal+)] has evolved into [Shoggoth Maid (Phantasmal+++)]!]

The sweet, kind, and innocent angel was already gone, and in her place, a sinister, evil plotter replaced her. Albeit, after the incident there were times I see her sad pitiful gaze as she looked lost whenever she leaned on their classroom window. From outside, everyone was mesmerized after all she changed her brownish hair to a stronger red-orange. It complemented her ocean-blue eyes and it made her mature a little bit. Contemplating, I realized that it was us in the first place who changed her attitude. I tried to approach her again despite Mandy's pleas and warnings. We began to drift apart as she hung out more with Kingdred. I was still jealous of course but I need to fix this problem fi

"I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished." I'd always believed I was nobody. An orphan in the real world with no one who would notice — or care — if I simply stopped existing one day. It had never occurred to me that someone had actually been looking for me. "In the original story, you don't survive. Your pack falls, and you die of illness during exile. I came here to change that." The air seemed to freeze. The only sound was the bubbling of the Witch's cauldron. My chest tightened. I looked at the determined man sitting before me. "Why would you help me?"

"Everything alright darling?" I don't answer her, but lay my head on her shoulder. She leaves me alone, playing her fingers in my hair. I close my eyes to the soothing touch of her fingers combing my hair. Olivia has been helping keep me calm since we learned about Victoria's special spell to change me into a Dhamphir along with my baby.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

GINGER I closed my eyes and transformed, my bones unsnapping and snapping back into place, fur tingling as it sprouted from my skin. I hesitated. Did I want to see myself? The description of demon wolf scared me. Was my wolf really that terrifying? I finally opened my eyes. I couldn't help but whimper at what I saw.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

I stared back at him, surprise laced my eyes. “You know that thing about a fang is that everyone thinks witches use it to suck essence alone. Well, those fools forgot to tell the world about one more function.” She held the teeth up, staring at them. “A changeling who gets hold of a fang will have the power, not to just take the face of the owner but to take their body too.” My eyes widened. Zephyr glared at her. I saw those bloodshot eyes again. This time, it didn't feel like Zephyr anymore.