How To Shift Reality Fast Novels & Stories

said Shadow, leaning in to kiss me on the cheek and whispered, “You’re my favorite naked guy.” I smiled at her. “Do you realize they can still hear you?” “They know you’re my favorite, duh.” She rolled her eyes in amusement. “Okay.” He blew a few breaths and did a warm-up, shaking limbs. “Then what now?” “Relax your body. Think about your wolf. Sometimes, our emotions play a huge factor that triggers us to shift. He can also help you. Just open your thoughts and open yourself for the change.” “That one I know,” Calder said nervously.

The endless darkness made it difficult not to feel tired, especially when there was no difference between my eyes being open or shut. My eyes flew open in a second. Nathan! His movements next me were strong and angry. He was pacing the floor so fast and furiously, I thought he would be able to burn a hole in the ground. Hope soared through me and I looked to my right, only to find a wall in his place. The imprint effects, or something like that. I don't quite know yet. My body yearned to be able to break down the wall separating us from each other. Did he know I was over here? If I shout out some thoughts now, will he be able to hear them?

The Truth of This World “What happened here?” Theodore demanded. The figure tilted his head. “What you started.” My chest tightened. “Explain.” He raised his hand And the world responded. The Vision Reality shifted around us instantly. We weren’t standing anymore. We were inside his memory. The same world. But earlier. Whole. Alive. Then Change began. Fast. Too fast. Beings evolved rapidly. Power surged. No control. No guidance. No balance. Everything accelerated beyond understanding. Then came the breaking point.

Then, just before it struck, something extraordinary happened. Reality... shifted. Not just around me, but through me. In that moment, I could see everything – every possible outcome, every thread of fate weaving together to form the cosmic tapestry. And I understood what I had to do. "Everyone, to me!" I commanded, my voice carrying power that surprised even myself. As our allies gathered, I began to weave a shield of pure reality – not just magic, but the very stuff of existence itself. The Void struck my barrier and recoiled, its entropy meeting something it couldn't simply unmake. But maintaining the shield was costing me. I could feel myself stretching thin, existing across multiple pla

he said, already walking ahead. That was when I halted. Right—shifting was the best way to go, but shifting would also mean putting Nomea out in the open. “Can’t we just walk back to the academy?” He stopped in his tracks and turned to me in disbelief. “Unless you want to arrive at the academy by dawn, then sure,” he said. “Come on,” he said. “Shifting is the fastest and safest way to get back.” He started removing his clothes, his back muscles flexing. I was mesmerized by the movement. It was the first time I had seen his upper body bare, and goodness, his clothes weren’t doing him any justice.

I braced myself, letting Aliya rise like a shield of pure, burning heat inside me, allowing my body to take the searing impact of his hatred without giving way. Then, the contemplation was over. The villain, the man I now knew as the architect of my life’s misery, understood that seconds mattered. He realized the fatal flaw—that he hadn't double-checked his captive's mind once the trauma memories were forced. He moved like the wind suddenly. The speed was shocking, not the graceful movement of a powerful shifter, but the teleportation-like blur of pure, malicious magic. He didn't walk; he traversed the distance, a dark streak across the stone.

All my dreams are coming true in the form of a giant gorilla. Later that day, after spending a couple of hours in bed, I'm in the shower. Tatum wants to go out for dinner, and then we'll find a place I can shift for the first time. I don't want to think about the cheers Zara was doing in my head each time we had sex. "Rah, rah, the more you spread, the deeper he'll go. If you can't do it, I will." I groan as she repeats them. "I think my cheers are great, thank you very much."

What had happened? “Don’t cry, Sheryl … I’m not gone. I’m here…” I heard her voice roaming through my mind, echoing as it did before. My eyes shot open as I looked around the room. I didn’t see her. “If you close your eyes and envision me… you’ll see me. But you’ll always be able to hear me. Soon, you’ll be able to shift into me. But I must warn you. Your first shift will be incredibly painful. There’s so much for us both to learn.”

“I don’t…I don’t know how to explain this feeling…” My head cocked to the side slightly as she touched our ears. I could feel her hand, but it didn’t feel like someone was brushing through our hair. It was more like someone pouring water over our skin. Or maybe some more viscous, like the slime you used to play with as a kid. “Can you shift back? I was worried you might get stuck.” ‘Raine?’ She shrugged. ‘I got us here.’ Grumbling, I shook my head. Kat giggled slightly and took our head in her hands. “What you need to do is think about your human form. Think about how you look when you look in the mirror. Visualize it.”

“Sounds... complicated.” “It is,” Theresa said. “But you’re not here for easy, are you?” Mira shook her head. “What do I do?” Theresa lifted her hand, and instantly, the field around them shifted. Trees twisted into towering statues, the sky turning violet. Mira gasped as the ground beneath her shimmered into marble. “Whoa!” She'd never get used to how quickly Theresa could bend reality. Theresa smirked. “That’s a basic illusion. Visual only. I'm not controlling weight, scent, sound or skin, just what you see.”