Harry Potter Shapeshifter 소설 & 이야기

But there is a gleam of excitement behind them. “Duh, of course. I don’t want to hurt anyone. Most of my potions are more of the silly prank kind. Or have medicinal uses at the request of Ella.” She adds, almost as an afterthought. “It’s hard to get Shifter volunteers. I can test ones for Witches on myself. Humans, well… pretty much every spell works on them and they’re similar enough to Witches biologically that it doesn’t make much difference. It’s the Shifters, Vampires and other physically different magics that I have trouble with. Although I’ve made a lot of progress with my experiments on Incubi lately.” She comments. Harry crosses his arms and clears his throat.

“They’re coming!” I snatched the branch, planted myself in front of him. My knees shook, my arms burned, but my stance held. If they wanted him, they’d have to split me open first. The first shape broke from the dark. Not twisted like before, not glass-furred. This one was wolf, but wrong. Its legs bent too far back, joints reversed. Its muzzle was stretched, teeth gleaming too long. It prowled low, saliva dripping onto the mud. Another slid out beside it, then the tall one followed; its body almost human, spine crooked, face half-snarling, half-smiling. The Hollow’s creatures. Born of the same fire that tried to claim Kieran.

Morat bowed, his face showing sincere loyalty. Siron wanted to scream a warning. Don’t trust him! But this was the past. It had already happened. The scenes shifted again, faster now, like fragments of a nightmare. Morat leading Alaric’s armies, waging war against enemies. He fought with gallant bravery, his body moving with speed and strength beyond that of a normal man. In the heat of battle, his body changed, growing larger, skin hardening into scales, claws sprouting from his hands. His true shifter form. He rampaged across the battlefield, tearing through enemies, but always returned to human form once the fighting ceased. Alaric’s forces won because of him.

His eyes widened in shock. “My name is Nora. The shapeshifter.”

Lillah swallowed, eyes fixed on his crotch. “Goddess save me.” She blew out a breath when Rhyland dropped his trousers. Neeri whistled. The dragon-shifter had a monstrously large penis. Not only was he considerably bigger than Alpha Aaron it was also shaped differently. Instead of a smooth round head like a mushroom top it was flipped the other way, looking like a shallow bowl. The dragon-shifter also didn’t have any balls, just a thick shaft that became noticeably wider at the base. Lillah was glad she had taken the potion to induce heat or she might have chickened out.

Without thinking, he let it rise. His shadow beneath him shifted—lengthened—until it flared outward like a living thing. Dark tendrils lashed from it, striking at the shapes around him. Each one it touched burst apart, scattering like smoke in wind. When the last dissolved, the circle dimmed. The silver threads cooled. The silent figure stepped forward. They regarded him for a long moment before speaking. “So. The blood still runs true.” Eolan caught his breath, his ribs aching where the shadow’s strike had landed. “What was that?”

Tanja and Frida didn't know Harper came from another world, so she waited until she was alone to sprint into the forest. Harper ran behind a tree. Usually, Harper never shape-shifted in the human realm, but she wanted to get home quickly. Therefore, she folded her clothes in a bush and shape-shifted into her dark midnight-colored wolf. Harper carefully picked up the bag of chocolates with her teeth and ran as fast as her paws would carry her. Her heart was on fire. Never had Harper experienced such an urgent need to see another person. Saint—she wanted to see him right now!

I informed. “Two of them?” they asked. “They’re both our enemy. Shapeshifters are not natural creatures. They both became shapeshifters from a spell gone wrong. The shapeshifter I encountered was a woman, and I found out from Simoa that her mate is the true villain. He’s the person who turned them both into those creatures – himself by mistake, and with her, he was under the impression he’d figured out where he went wrong with his spell, but that’s not how things turned out. We need to find out the woman’s identity before she became a shapeshifter so that we can figure out why she’s targeting my parents,” I explained.

I heard some of the elders saying as I walked into the grand hall with Alana and Aiden walking behind me, but Aiden was silent. "Yes, and you all should leave now and return home," Harry dismissed them all, and I knew Molly had a lot of questions to ask me too as she was shocked as well. "No! We have to see his majesty! Is he aware that his human mate could shapeshift like us? Since when do humans possess the ability to shapeshift like us?" I heard another elder ask, as the murmuring grew louder so Harry could hear them.

The look on her face was almost priceless. “How? They look nothing alike!” She began. “He changed his appearance when we go out for his and even my protection. Porter is a young version of his dad at his age. Galen takes after his mother. She has raven hair and gray eyes.” “Okay but that does not explain the two different look changes,” Sara said confused. “Galen is a Shapeshifter He can change his appearance and change into animals as I seen him as a beautiful white wolf.” “Wow… So, you people from other worlds can do all these different things. I am jealous.” She said laughing.