Lambs Become Lions Novels & Stories

‎ ‎Families gathered around us, waiting to see our first transformation. ‎ ‎Liam stood beside me. ‎ ‎"I wonder what our wolves will look like. Do you think it'll be as big as my dad's?" ‎ ‎I laughed. ‎ ‎"No. Probably not big... but it won't be so small either." ‎ ‎One after another, wolves burst free. ‎ ‎Bones cracked. ‎Howls filled the night. ‎ ‎Parents cheered proudly. ‎ ‎Liam shift into a large grey wolf. ‎ ‎Soon, everyone around me had shifted.

“It was rare for him to allow such mutters. See their caution.” “How shall we fight a pack more powerful than we are, my Lord?” “That is not for you to worry about. You have heard it said that an army of sheep led by a lion will almost always have victory over an army of lions led by a sheep. Watch and see how we will claim victory.” Slowly, we faded from them and into blackness. **

They thought simultaneously with sad looks. GRRRRRRRRR... "The master is giving us more food!" said one of the lions in their beast language. "This is for me!" "Ah! This fat man is for me!" "No... No... No...!" The three men who had just entered were immediately attacked from all sides by the winged lions. They were immediately torn apart by the claws and mouths of the winged lions. It didn't take long for the three men to die in excruciating pain after being attacked by the group of winged lions.

I begged. “Quit dreaming, I am never transforming before you,” Lucian groaned, turning to leave. He halted abruptly, turning his head uncomfortably. “No, Liam, you are not coming out, you hear me?” he fought. His bone cracked as Liam struggled to come out. He couldn’t handle it anymore and transformed. Wow. His wolf was similar to mine, silver-furred and innocent.

The leopard growled, but unable to move it glared at Jacobs passing with murder in its eyes. The other two lions that had helped Jacob Shifted back into their mortal fleshes and like the hired hands they seemed to be....they quietly, if sharply watched the preceding. One of the nameless males stood in an obvious hunch supporting a broken arm and wiping blood from his face that now looked like hamburger.

With the strength of a bear and the speed of a galloping horse, something that no longer made them what they were born to be. I pushed myself to a seated position with a smile, laughing slightly as a new thought entered my mind, I could become something corrupt with power and hate like the vampires, something that craved blood. But, I could also become someone good, someone that the people and my father would be proud of, who would fight for what she believed in, for her home. To protect the innocence in the land and rid it of the evil. Could I fight as my brothers did, become someone that the army would need? Kill those who fought to destroy my father’s kingdom, our home. Yes. – I smiled in

She walk into the forest and she didn't attempt to kill small animals but a large one to be presicely She walk deep till she get to a cave Wow she is so happy at least she will kill a cave animal maybe it will be bear tiger Leopard panther nor lion She Dodge beside a rock and she shoot at the cave Making a great sound In all the creature that God Almighty create lion is so different a lion don't use his emergency hormone (adrenaline) to run away from trouble he use his emergency hormone the temporary great strength to fight his fear lion don't run from trouble no matter how big it is did you know what he do he turn his fear to power and conquered his problem

"Okay dad!" "Then father go first, don't stay late at night. And remember that the most dangerous enemy is the one you trust the most! Sheep caught by wolves will not be eaten immediately. However, first raised and made friends with wolves. But the wolf betrayed and ate the sheep, being like a wolf who lived like a creature of the earth. Not like a stupid sheep!”

“And changed werewolves are not?” Despite my discomfort, I smiled. “Sort of, I suppose. I think the correct way to explain this is to tell you what I was told as a curious child. A bird cannot be a lion, just as a lion cannot be a bird. If it was ever possible for one to become the other, it should not be. A bird is promised to the sky, and therefore, should not have to adapt to a life on the ground, just as a lion is promised to the ground, and should not have to adapt to a life in the sky. I suppose this always pertains to predator versus prey, and an exceptional number of other factors.” He seemed to grasp this vaguely. “Complicated.”

In less than two hours, I safely gave birth to a pair of tiny white lion cubs. "These little lion cubs are truly beautiful and exceptionally strong," noted the female shifter assisting me, picking them up to wipe them clean. "They are so full of vitality, perhaps they are A-rank beastmen. Let's have Chieftain Gideon evaluate them." "There's no need," I blurted out instinctively, attempting to intervene.