Graveyard Shifters Novels & Stories

I gasp when I realize where the sound is coming from. Out on the sands, the spirits of the dead Arizona shifters, whose bodies have been abandoned, are crying out to be returned to their ancestral caves. Pale tendrils, like vines, or chains, are pulling up from the bodies as if they’re trying to escape, but are trapped. They look sort of like the spirits that came from the bodies of my parents when I took them back to their ancestral cave, or from Caleb during his funeral, but there’s something pained about them, and their motions look more like struggle than freedom.

“Can we see John now? This is getting scary.” Oliver said. “I’ll see if I can wake him up.” Gabriel said and left for John’s room. “So, if the shifter succeeds in taking Seth’s body, what will become of Seth then?” Oliver said. “He will remain a wolf forever. Shifters are creatures that need to steal other people’s identities to belong. The true forms of some shifters can leave you petrified for a whole week. The worst are the changelings, they are strange three-legged animals with green fur, a pair of wings, a purple head, and big black eyes.” West said.

Uncle Brandy gives Thod advice. Thod couldn’t help but obey the advice of Uncle Brandy. Dragged the chair violently and sat down decisively. I didn’t want to argue any longer until I decided to end this chat. Uncle Brandy prevented me, he still had some questions that we had to solve. The shame made me moan in annoyance. I don’t understand Thod’s or Uncle Brandy’s way of thinking. Listening to them will be my last option tonight. Uncle Brandy explained that some cities have shifters—not werewolves but some other creatures.

Brandon didn't understand it or know what it meant, but he got the feeling that it wasn't a good thing and it was at that point that Ezekiel cut him off. " Tou couldn't know this but it's rude to ask that around here Brandon....Reavers are lunatics." Ezekiel hissed in a tone only a few octaves higher then Brandon's whisper, as he grimly clued Brandon in. "Reavers are Shifters, born with something in their blood. Like a virulent disease. They will go mad at the drop of a hat and slaughter anything and everything around them. They are Shifters with unnatural speed and strength. Most Reavers caused with this disease have only one fate and one fate only....to slip into complete madness and die a

Logan barely had time to process Jared’s outburst before Kai moved away from him. The moment Jared stepped forward, Kai let out a low, warning growl—one that sent a shiver down Logan’s spine. Jared froze, startled by the sound. “What the—who the hell is this? You fucking animal posers now? Where'd you pick him up from, an animal shelter?” He jabbed a finger toward Kai, eyes narrowing. Kai didn’t answer. His entire posture shifted, muscles tensing, his eyes turned sharp and predatory.

My eyelids grew heavy, then closed, and I drifted off. “Your bloodline should have been entirely erased,” the shifter said. His eyes glowed a vivid, bloody red, and his teeth lengthened like serrated blades forcing their way from his gums in sharp crimson points. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” I screamed. “You’ll be dead soon enough.” His face transformed completely into that of a wolf, but not a normal wolf. It looked like something born from the depths of hell. The others shifted as well. Their howls were so loud they seemed capable of splitting the walls apart. Cracks spread across the ceiling and floor, and blood burst from every fissure. It sprayed upward until it pooled inch

“So how about you assume I know as much as you do and just tell me how you stumbled upon the dead. If I need clarification. I’ll ask for it.” Ethan’s gaze shifted for a moment to the wildlife officer and then back to the thin trail that would take us close to the massacre. “We shifters just moved here, and we’ll more than likely be spending our time here, in these woods, on the night of the full moon. We’ve already reached out to your people. I’m sure you can verify that if you want.” There was a bit of sourness in his tone. “I can and will,” the officer replied.

“I'll have to work on that one.” They paused in front of a pair of massive mahogany doors that boasted two family crests. On the left was a bird with a snake wrapped around its body; the crest of the vampire. On the right was a wolf with a lightning bolt behind it; the crest of the werewolf, signifying the curse of Zeus which first transformed Lycaon nearly two thousand years ago. “Let me do the talking,” Paoli whispered as the doors cracked open. When the room inside came into view, William found himself holding Emily up as her knees gave out and she almost sank to the floor. He practically dragged her inside with Paoli blissfully unaware on her other side.

They come rushing in and tio is taking temperatures and Damaro is telling me and Aiden to put them both in the bassinets. “They are shaking, abuelo!” I said, and I feel tears coming down. I feel terrified. I don’t know what is happening. “I know, nieta. I have a feeling they are trying to shift.” Abuelo said. “SHIFT?! They were just born!” Austin said and it’s clear he is worried too. ‘Nyx? Help me out. Do you know anything?’ ‘Not a thing. Though, Shadow Maws shift earlier that regular wolves and Aiden is an Alpha. Maybe that could be why this is happening?’ Nyx said and I heard the worry in her voice.

The journey to the Tundra Graves was a march into a world of white silence. As we pushed north, the vibrant life of the Silver Heart was replaced by a landscape so cold it felt brittle, as if the air itself might shatter if we spoke too loudly. The ground was no longer earth; it was a thousand feet of permafrost, housing the remains of every Alpha since the dawn of the Great Shift.