Dragon Shifter Book 소설 & 이야기

It's with a heavy mind that Chasing Shifters will be going to a 2x a wk updating. Life has gotten much busier for me and as of now, and I can only do updates 2 days a wk. so look out for new episodes on Weds and Sats. This change will go into effect this wk. I truly hope you are enjoying the story. I know it's a slower pace but the build-up is important to the story. not everything will be included from the past but there will be flashbacks as Kat gets older. Please leave me comments or gems to keep me going. I am enjoying writing this novel and hope that you'll continue to join me on this wild ride. It's the first time I'll be including dark themes and traumatic experiences in any of my wor

I let her know that a plan was in the mix and she already had a room picked out for Freya and her great-grandson, she was excited and couldn't wait. The meeting was long but we did get a plan ready and we had a break to get ready for the party unknown to Drax, my beta wanted to attend so he was my plus one. I haven't spoken to my mate since the incident where he almost died and I was beginning to worry. I missed him although I wasn't sure if to accept him. Would my pack members accept a bloodsucker as their Lune? All these questions and no definite answer but I know the more I put it off the more restless my wolf got and it was annoying me. I took a few hours to get everything ready and then

Perhaps a feline of some sort, she may even be a wolf, I tell him. Not many wolves would dare do such a thing, however felines are often very sly creatures with no fear, or respect for that matter, he says, disgust evident in his voice. My dragon never believes wolves are the superior species, and I can't help but agree with him. I pull out a book from my shelf and sit down at my desk. It was fairly old, with leather bindings and worn out edges. I open it up and flip through the yellowing pages. It was a book on all the creatures discovered. I read through each type of shifter, their strengths and weaknesses, in the hope that whatever this female is, I will be able to easily break her.

The walls are covered floor to ceiling with bookcases filled with books about all sorts of different creatures from around the world. "I bet we can find out what kind of creature your mate is in one of these books," Ryder says. Excitement bubbles inside me as I start scanning the titles. There are books about dragons, unicorns, and even books about creatures I've never even heard of before. I make my way down one of the aisles, running my fingers over the spines of the books until I come across one that catches my eye. It's called "Shapeshifters: A Comprehensive Guide."

She was starting to relax again, whether she realized it or not. “I understand. Let me start by telling you about shifters.” Rubbing his forehead, Marcus started what he knew would be a make-or-break conversation in their relationship. “When our beloved mother, the Moon Goddess, created shifters, she knew they would always be at odds with their animal side. In many ways, we are as human as anyone you would meet on the street, but we each have an animal side that we can communicate with. This gives us stronger senses, faster reflexes, greater strength, and a different perspective, but it also makes us act on our instincts more readily. The two parts create a single seamless whole.

Fenrir spoke, diverting my attention. “That was fast.” I spoke. “Of course, I’m actually useful.” He spoke, giving Damon a death glare. “I’m listening.” I said. “When you mentioned the entity being a shadow or rather a dark shadow that granted wishes in exchange for souls I thought that sounded familiar—anciently familiar.” He pulled out a book, “Hey, librarian, know about this?” The book was old, with the back pages already peeling off. It read in bold, vintage font, “Elemental Werewolves: The Curse of The Dragon.”

Carson was a primordial of his race and Vince suspected that he is connected to the elemental race too but everything was vague. The shifter on the other hand was a different ball game. Wolves rule because they are numerous in number. more than the bears, dragons and panther shifters put together so for the sake of peace. The dragons gave up their right to rule and remain in the shadows living their lives but if they discover the troubles of the shifters, they would want to rule and that will lead to a war which will make the shifter race to be extinct.

Metal-pale and tanned in flickers of lights. I stared in horror. Kieran shoved me backward. "Run!" Tyra leaped. The fight erupted… Metal clashed with claws, and light flashed as weapons discharged. I backed toward the far wall, hands shaking. But my legs wouldn't move. Wouldn't run. Not this time. My wolf stirred deep in my chest. Let me out, she whispered. I closed my eyes. Focused. And this time, I didn't fight her. The shift came slower than before. More controlled. It is not agony, it is more like: I walked into my own skin.

. What you don’t know is that Frank Darwin was once a kind man. His coven became corrupt by dark winter fae. They began to spread a dark hatred towards the shifters. The fae wanted to steal shifter power and magic. In retaliation against the sorcerers and witches, Selwyn’s father along with Alpha Trevor destroyed the coven. The fae walked away unscathed. Both alphas believed that there were no survivors left from that coven. However a young Frank Darwin did indeed survive. In that moment after loosing his whole family Frank went completely to the dark side. His end game now is to find the strongest blood lines of the shifters and steal their essence for himself. This would make him the most

"Get them to the ravine!" Shadows were pouring into the main entrance. Massive, hulking shapes with eyes like burning coals. Thorne's vanguard. A wolf the size of a bear, with grey matted fur, lunged at a young male near the fire pit. Jaws snapped, and blood sprayed across the stone floor. I didn't think. I shifted. The pain was a dull roar now, familiar and quick. My bones cracked and reshaped in seconds. I hit the ground on four paws, the silver wolf taking control.