Changeling Oc Novels & Stories

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?"

"Seb is already dead." I rose a brow. "You're shit at explaining things." He rolled his crimson eyes at me, the unnerving colour of blood. "Maybe if you'd learnt about the world around, grizzly bear." He growled at me, I narrowed my brows in annoyance, but let him continue. "You'd know that Changelings only take forms of those they've already killed." I clenched my jaw. "I thought they took kids." I bit at him. His brow twitch with arrogant surprise. "Usually, yes." He agreed, making my brow twitch in surprise.

I asked cautiously. "Disappeared somewhere. We captured this chalice during the battle three years ago." "Then what is the function of the other chalice?" I continued to dig for answers from Chaz. He looked surprised for a moment. "You're so curious, aren't you? "Chaz raised one eyebrow. "Of course we're curious. Why don't you ever know about those chalices? Even though we are also Hunters. Chaz took a deep breath. "The second chalice has a main carving in the shape of a woman. Anyone who drinks blood from that chalice will return to youth even if they are hundreds of years old. Then..."

Noah disappeared and reappeared behind Damien, he slowly slid his hand to Damiens's cheek as he stood there in shock, he then slid his other hand around Damiens's hip and spoke into his ear "Now you can be mine forever~" Damien's eyes turned blood red and the slits in his eyes grew thinner, his nails grew longer and sharper, and then Noah giggled then disappeared just as Damien turned and sliced the air. Veins popped from his head and arms, he looked around angrily and rapidly. Noah giggled more "You're just so cute like this~ full of anger, rage, and unable to control your emotions~ Oh darling! won't you slice me open!!~" Noah appeared behind Elizabeth's body, picked her up by her hair, put

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."

At the party, Beatrice Sherbird’s close friends surrounded me. “I heard you’ve had a crush on Beatrice since you were a kid. You even insisted on being her husband when you played house. So, do you still have feelings for her now?” Everyone turned to look at me. I looked toward the woman in the corner who was casually pouring a drink and said, “I was young and clueless back then. I probably caused Beatrice a lot of headaches. “Honestly, those feelings faded a long time ago. Besides, I’m actually getting married soon.” I heard the sound of glass breaking. Beatrice stared at her high heels stained with spilled wine. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and she remained dazed for a

"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.