Good Shifting Affirmations Novels & Stories

She gazed at her reflection for a few silent moments, totally pleased with what she was seeing. Then, just like James had taught her to do in the earlier days of her business, she decided to engage in her ritual of personal and positive re-affirmations. "I'm big." She declared calmly. "I'm successful; I excel." These were the words James had nicknamed the three magic words for a great and successful life. "You must never let a day pass without saying these to yourself." He would always give advice. And indeed, since she began to do that many years ago, like magic, the words have transformed her life.

"You seem to know a lot?" "I’ve heard of such cases. I have a friend who, while getting cozy with his girlfriend in the car, got rear-ended by a drunk driver. After that, he couldn’t perform. Later, it turned out to be psychological. The doctor told him to keep giving himself positive affirmations, and it miraculously worked. Basically, if you believe you’re strong, you will be. If you think you’re weak, you’ll stay weak!" Marvin blinked in confusion. "So now I have to rely on positive affirmations?"

She almost smooshed us one time when she shifted and that was enough to teach us to move back when she tries to shift into another form. "Take your time and do not rush it. I want to make sure that we get it all right the first time. No mistakes today." I tell her seriously. I am happy to see her confidence lately. It took quite a few mistakes for her to gain the confidence needed to make the shifting easier on her. When she is more wary or nervous about the shift she tends to make mistakes or not be able to shift at all. "Do you think that she will be able to do it?" Elle whispers to me.

“Things are just getting interesting.” “I think it’s good enough that you can start the shift… We should take this one step at a time. After all, we don’t know how your body will handle this back and forth pain.” “I am invincible,” I declare.. That was what they told me. At least, that was the case for the previous shifters. I could only hope that the same could be said for me. “Do you feel this working?” Will questioned me. “Let us see,” I said. I took a step closer to Will.

Then, with all her might as an Alpha, she began her shifting— And pulled Alexander along with her. Bones cracked and flexed. Her muscles tore and reshaped, her body reshaping itself as a thousand times before. It was as easy as effortless as breathing for her. But Alexander—his body fought. He gasped, his tiny body trembling as the shift tried to take hold. Sharon could feel his hesitation through their bond, the natural fear of something unnatural prevailing. It’s okay, she told him silently, pouring reassurance into the connection. I’ve got you.

She smiled and began, "I know you have talking problems. And Choi told me that she gave you a dairy to expose yourself. Actually, it's a good idea. Write everything you think and want. Cause your talking problem is the last thing we should consider about. Let's first get your body in good shape then let's find out why you can't shift? Hmm?" My eyes went wide after hearing her. Can I shift after all this time? Without thinking much I mustered up my courage and voiced, "Can.. I.. Sh..ift?" She smiled, nodded her head, and said, "You can but for that, you should take care of yourself. Can you do that?" I don't want to be pathetic anymore for that I badly want to shift so I nodded my head at her

“Fine, let’s get this over with.” Jennie gives me a patient smile. “First, you need to calm down. Take a deep breath, clear your mind, and focus on shifting back. Picture yourself in your human form.” “Clear my mind, huh? Great advice for someone whose mind is currently a dumpster fire,” I said, above a whisper. But I close my eyes and try to follow her instructions. I take a deep breath, focusing on the image of my human self. For a moment, I feel like I would actually shift, but then the pain hits me like a truck. My muscles spasm, and I’m back to square one. “Dammit!”

A new Warrior will not intentionally harm someone they love, but accidents involving unaccustomed strength, claws, and teeth happen. The most important thing is to limit mood fluctuations and stress. Tonight, just forty-eight hours after her first shift, I'm taking Marinah into a situation that ticks all the wrong boxes. Axel thinks it's a mistake and I'm not far behind him. Physically, Marinah is doing great. It's her mental strength I'm worried about. She has little warning when she shifts, but I'm pleasantly surprised at her ability to push back the K-5 when it attacks. She's amazing and we only need her to hold it together for an hour at the funeral.

Of course, she’s gorgeous. “That was a great shift,” Greg adds, switching straight into instructor mode. “For your second shift, you two did really well. We’ll work on some meditation techniques to speed it up, and we’ll get you shifting mid-fight too. Eventually, you’ll be able to shift on the move like a pro.” He smirks.

I start reciting under my breath the new list of affirmations I've been building since the day my wife told me she loved me. "My name is Hayden Wolfe. I am married to Eden. She loves me. She chose me. We are having a baby. Fifteen weeks. I am not in the psych ward. I am not eight. I am not fifteen. Rachel does not own me. She never did. I survived her. I am safe. I am loved. I am going to be a father. I am going to be good at it. I am going to protect them. I am going to protect her. I am going to protect our child. I am not the monster. I am the survivor. I am not broken. I am enough."