Graveyard Shifters Novels & Stories

Their is no other way to choose the Mates. Rejection :- Rejection doesn't exist in the supernatural world. Once the souls choose each other as mates, it cannot be undo. They remain mates for lifetime. Shape shifters :- supernatural such as beast, werewolf and lycans can do shape shifting. They can change themselves into their animal side as well into their human form. Their animal and human side are the same person. They aren't different from each other. Shifting :- shifting is done at the age of 14 at the full moon night. All the children of the age of 14 visit the Royal place for their first shift. With the blessing from the kings they all start to shift.

Eliane screams her anger, sending another blast of fire at the elves who are trying to bury their hatchlings alive. I look around, seeing that the elves are doing the same to the wolves and shifters. They are creating trenches in the earth then trying to bury them alive while the wolves and shifters frantically try to claw their way out. I send a blast of fire toward the elves who are digging trenches, giving the shifters a chance to get out. As soon as they’re free of the trench, they begin attack the elves. “Give them to Cal’s kids,” I shout above the noise, watching as Shiv, an eagle shifter, begins scratching at an elf just before his mate, Bajaro, drags him toward the dragons and tosses

POV DARLENE The transition from the scorched slag of the Revenant Protocol was not a fading of the forge, but a Total Biological Inversion. As the ghost of Silas and the wreckage of the Foundry-Hammer dissolved into the white-hot static of the Loom, the "Grave-Yard" didn't just vanish—it Regurgitated the Origin. We emerged into the One-Hundred-and-Twenty-Third Layer of Entropy, a realm that felt like the interior of a massive, prehistoric lung. This was the Chamber of the Apex Protocol, the absolute basement of the shifter-lineage, where the High Council of the West had quarantined the "Original Sin" of the wolf—the First Pack of the Zero Cycle, the wolves who had tasted the marrow of the Fi

This time, I won’t let her get away. Before my warriors wake, I decide to go into the underground so I can see who and what type of shifters they have here. I immediately realize that this is a hardcore arena. All of the shifters are predators. I’m shocked that there are so many. “Well, if it isn’t old fucking home’s week.” I familiar voice says. I turn, walking to the cage. I’m shocked. “Zaiden?” “First Ishir and now you. I’m guessing since you didn’t come with him before that you are no longer friends and aren’t working together?”

Accepts: Shifters, battle born witches, bloodline bound heirs, monster kin Traits: Loyalty, endurance, pack mentality, protective rage Vibe: Warrior scholars with a death grip on honor Known for: Military leaders, enforcers, pack alphas, royal guards These were your sword swinging, head ripping, fuck around and find out types. The ride or die crowd. The “touch my sister and I’ll skin you alive” energy. “Wolf house,” Gen purred. “Smells like home.” House NOCTISHADE Crest: A bat winged crown dripping in black ichor and wrapped in a veil of thorns

Chapter 4: Eternal Howl The distant howls grew louder, slicing through the peaceful afternoon like a blade. I stood between my three shifters in the cabin clearing, heart pounding as the rival pack’s approach shook the very ground beneath my feet. My body still hummed from the morning’s exhaustive claiming—every curve tender, my core filled and marked by Elias, Jax, and Kael. Their scents clung to my skin, a primal declaration that both empowered and endangered me. I had come to these woods seeking solitude with my camera, but fate had delivered a pack, a bond, and now a battle for survival.

Now, they had a good idea where the Vampire queen was hiding, but their best weapon was still on the fritz, and even though Heather McBride assured them that things were getting better, this was night twelve in a row where Cassidy woke all the Hunters with her screaming and sent all of the Guardians who weren’t related to her outdoors to get some peace in the snowy Russian night air. By the time she reached the room, the screams had died down. The door was open, probably left that way by Zane, Jo’s ex who maybe wasn’t her ex anymore, who was standing across from Cassidy’s bed toward the back of the room, out of the way. He wasn’t related to Cassidy, but he always came when she screamed, the

And everything changed. The sensation wasn't cold or hot. It was like a surge of electricity spreading through her entire body. She saw flashes of images: ancient forests, palaces, swords, blood. She felt the exhilaration of running free as a shifter, the agony of betrayal, the loneliness of thousands of years. All of Morat’s emotions flooded into her.

he threw the stone getting 3 skips. "I was just doing what was expected of me now that I'm Alpha. I thought it would be easier." Ahanu put his hand on my shoulder. "I'm guessing you forgot about the full moon tomorrow and the pack run. How are you going to explain when someone is walking around letting it all hang out if they shifted and forgot their clothes?" "Damn it! Okay just let me think for a minute." I put my head in my hands, why does this have to be difficult.

But his Charger was his baby, just like my Harley was mine. I took the lead and River rode beside me, while Cruz followed us. So far, I didn't see any members of Nightshade or anything suspicious, but that wasn't to say that the threat wasn't there. But it was late, and Nightshade had probably finished patrolling for the night. One could only hope. But I refused to live my life in fear. We made a left turn, and the night was gorgeous. Hot already, even though it was nice. But wolf-shifters didn't feel the heat or the cold like humans. The stars were out, but the moon wouldn't be out again until the Summer Solstice in June.