Game Of Thrones Shapeshifter Novels & Stories

"I was misguided, driven by my fall. But I have learned that the true enemy is not your kind, nor the vampires. It is those who seek to exploit our divisions for their own gain." Before Marinetta could respond, a commotion erupted below. She looked down to see a figure shifting forms, moving through the crowd with ease. It was Morpheus, the ancient shapeshifter, spreading chaos and confusion among their ranks. "Morpheus!" she shouted, leaping from the balcony. She landed gracefully and confronted the shapeshifter. "Stop this madness!" Morpheus smirked, his form flickering between different faces. "Madness? No, Marietta, this is survival. I sow discord to weaken our enemies. But if you wish f

"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.

A few witches allowed themselves brief smiles at his humor, small relief amid tension. The first hour passed with little to show, the swamp alive only with the storm’s fury. Water pooled in low spots, threatening to swallow paths, and every shadow seemed poised to conceal something deadly. Then, movement flickered. Meryn signaled, and the witches froze. The shapeshifter stepped out of the mist, no longer a falcon but a hulking, humanoid figure, sleek and dark, wet as the storm itself. Eyes like coals glinted with intelligence and malice, measuring the scouts, calculating, patient.

she finishes. “Daniel, here might have the real Daniel hidden somewhere, who is giving him information. Maybe while on Daniel’s mission. We also discovered that shapeshifters could only take the shape of a person but they will not have their powers or memories. You can test this Daniel by making him bring out his fox spirit,” my father suggests to Lady Kira.

"Here are the shifters for the task. ' I told them. 'This is the second time someone brought so many shifters back and that could only mean this woman right here is the special wolf. ' one of the elders said. Alpha Tyrion shifted back to his human form as he came beside me. " Celine... " He looked at me, " How? "

she comforted, gently stroking my hair. I remained quiet, paralyzed by fear, until a sudden realization hit me. "A-Ate, how did the guards become unconscious—" "I’ve been planning your escape from that demon for a while now, so I slipped poison into the guards' food. Every single one of them watched you suffer and hurt you too, so I didn't think twice about poisoning them. I was just waiting for the perfect timing to get you out, but when that happened earlier, I knew it had to be now."

They were also envious of the ability that the Special Greeks obtained to help keep the bloodlines as pure as they could be. It was the ability to shapeshift. There were several descendants of shifters that had been hiding out in Cyprus since the war between them. Although there were many species of shifters in Cyprus, Alexander the Great mostly focused on the Special Greeks that could change into a wolf. It was most likely because he desired such power for himself but the Moon Goddess was not pleased with his conquests to conquer the world. It was a blessing that Alexander the Great was not given the specialty of the Moon Goddess. If not, the world that the public knew would be conquered an

Or was it all a pretense to scare us off? Alejandro proceeded to take a step in his direction but I slipped my hand into his right one and intertwined our fingers. “He’s my friend.” I declared, staring straight into the hunter’s eyes. The hunter went motionless and gave me a sharp look. “Do you know him? Do you know what he is? Do you have any idea that this man is dangerous? He is a shape-shifter. He can’t be friends with us humans. Their kind is wild, feral and untamed. They’ve killed humans before. They are not trustworthy –”

His index finger was bent at an unnatural angle. Kai stood in front of Logan now, shoulders squared, eyes cold and gleaming with something dangerous. His entire body radiated raw, barely restrained violence. He was no longer just some strange, clueless man in Logan’s apartment. He was something else entirely. A predator. Jared gasped for air, eyes wide in shock. “Y-You broke my fucking finger, you psycho!” Kai didn’t blink. “Don't hurt Logan.” His voice was low, a growl.

"But broken. Stuck between shapes." The being's eyes—the only constant feature—locked onto us with desperate hope. "Help... please... can't... stop... changing..." Through Compassion, Sarah approached slowly. "You're safe now. The sanctuary will hold you stable while you heal." *Analyzing damage,* Nexus reported. *Shapeshifter exposed to reality storm. Form matrix destabilized. Needs anchor point to rebuild from.* "I can provide that," Lyra offered, divine power offering stable template. But the shifter flinched away from her intensity.