Is Reality Shifting Safe Novels & Stories

"Look how hard everything's shaking. Jump now, and you're basically killing yourself. And you're dragging Maddie with you? That's so selfish. "Tristan, stop her! I'm scared she's going to get hurt." Maddie shoved a chair aside and pointed at Rainee. "Kayla showed me a fire safety video yesterday. There's zero proof the triangle zone is safe. I trust Kayla. You want to stay here and wait to die? Go ahead." The shaking got worse. Dust poured from the ceiling. The blackboard hung crooked, and cracks raced across the walls. We were out of time.

"I miss our real home, Webb. I miss Rosa, and the literacy program in person instead of over video calls, and just... feeling like we have an actual life again." Webb considered the question carefully. "I think, with continued security measures, moderate risk would be acceptable at this point. Delgado's current focus seems to be protecting his business interests rather than direct physical confrontation. I'd still recommend caution, awareness, but I don't think continued full relocation is strictly necessary anymore." Damian, listening from across the room, met Amelia's hopeful gaze with a small, relieved smile of his own. "Then let's go home."

"Feels more like a cage some days. A big, metal cage that smells like ozone and old dreams." "It’s a kingdom, Kaelor. A floating kingdom for the people who have nowhere else to go." Aradaa stepped away from the console, his boots clacking on the iron floor. He walked over to the shifter, stopping just close enough to feel the intense heat radiating from the man’s skin. "The mutated shifters, the kids who can't hear the network anymore... they’re safe here. Away from the knives in Navia." Kaelor finally turned. His amber eyes were soft, the robotic silver of the trench a distant memory. He reached out, his thick, calloused thumb tracing the line of Aradaa’s jaw. "Safe. Yeah. Just us and the m

Adrian looked at me. “Then what.” I considered the options carefully. Because this required precision. Not pressure. “We change the environment,” I said. “How,” Marcus asked. “We remove safety.” Silence. Because that sounded extreme. “It is already controlled,” I continued. “But they believe it is safe.” “And we take that away.” “Yes.” “Not by adding risk.” “By changing expectation.” Adrian’s gaze sharpened. “You redefine what is required.” “Yes.” Marcus nodded slowly. “They are meeting expectations.”

I had no clue where we were and if we had entered another pack’s territory yet. I caught myself enjoying the cool breeze that tickled our fur, giggling, I realized I finally felt safe or at least safe from what we were running from. A small weight was lifted from my shoulders. But, I still didn’t know what our next move would be. I shifted back when we found our way to a road. My clothes were shredded and gone from shifting earlier so I limped amongst the trees next to the road trying to stay out of sight. Each tree acted as a crutch to help me stay upright.

Bruce asks, snapping me out of my thoughts. I clear my throat. “I’m fully aware of what humans think of the shifter community. I hope one day we can change that. It’s true we have some bad apples just like any other groups, but we also have incredible people working tirelessly to keep innocents safe. To keep families happy and prospering.

She left followed by which Samuel comes to me looking tensed. “What’s wrong? Are they coming?” He shook his head making me worried thinking what can be something else to have the guts of making him worried. “Then what is it? Stop with the suspense.” I growled. He breathed deeply, “Shapeshifters… They are waiting for the shapeshifters.” And, everything just made sense. “One of the guards informed. He said he heard it when the rogues were discussing it.” I raked my finger through the strands of hair, the shapeshifters are quite dangerous in comparison with the bloodsuckers and the rogues as they can shift into your close one and attack easily. “But…” He continued seeming not sure of what he ha

"Come on, love. Breathe and concentrate. We need to get you out of here." "I'm losing it. Really losing it," she says shakily after we're a few feet away. Her panic is hard to watch. "Nothing bad will happen even if you do shift," I tell her. "Keep walking, concentrate, and we'll be out of here in a few seconds." If she shifts, it brings on an entirely new set of problems. My human side knows Marinah is mate. If Beast has figured it out and the men touch her, this will quickly become a disaster. The last thing I need is Beast going crazy because of the mating rage.

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

Emma said, taking both my hands in hers’ “what’s her name? Do you want to shift tonight? How do you like her so far?” My stomach dropped as I thought once again about what Astrid had said. “I don’t think it’s safe to say much about her here, she said it isn’t even safe for us to shift.” I confessed and Emma cocked her head as she looked me up and down, almost like she was trying to figure out if I was okay or not. “Will you tell me later?” She asked, referencing our few hours of time before bed that the alpha so “graciously” allowed us to have…. In our shed. As long as we made no noise.