Mystique Shapeshifter Novels & Stories

I says, taking a big breath. “Keep a close eye on him, don’t let him escape. Do we understand each other?” Austin’s voice sounds calm. “Sure, you can count on me.” I disconnect the call and throw the butt of the cigarette onto the floor. I stand outside for a while to calm myself. I turn around and walk back inside. I enter the room, and Leo was asleep. I walk around the room for a while, observing him. Strangely enough, we don’t know a lot about shapeshifters. All that we know is they can’t shape into big animals. They can only become small creatures such as cats, dogs, mice, and of course, crows and many more. Therefore, they need our protection, which is why they work for us. We are not e

And only when they are Marked and Mated, will they be known to the pack, Juvia is neither. “How do you know that though Mystic? HOW?” Leon boomed out. I could feel his Alpha aura flowing over me as Mystic shouted “I just know!” Seconds later, I felt heat roll over me and my body started to shake and ache. I fell to the floor as Aleister and Leon knelt down to me. “Shit hes shifting. We need to get him outside.” Leon instructed to Aleister but Mystic let out a loud growl. “Noo” There was no hint of my own voice left, it was as if I was watching a movie through VR. I had no control as I felt my bones breaking, snapping and reshaping into the bones of a wolf.

We trained alongside for a short time, Nitacha helping me understand my powers. My powers... My blue eyes gazed at my clawed hands. I had control over shadows and spirits, a siren voice and a hyper sensitive intuition. The shadow control was so mastered that my emotions could trigger the shadows to react, I could even control someone just by my will alone. My intuition was creepy, though. I was hardly ever wrong about anything that I sensed. I moved from the window and walked into the main hall of the castle, seeing quite a few people. There was Zukira, my angel best friend, her mate Delirus, Len and Astrania. Moving black bangs from my eyes, I sat in an empty chair at the table. You never w

“What does that mean?” “I’m not quite sure. Originally, I believed she cast a spell on as an infant that changed you and that was it, but now I’m not so sure. After what happened with the book and now your shift, I am beginning to believe that was just the start and the book and your shift have triggered other changes.” Dannie swallowed, the dread rising like spring floodwaters. “Great, do you know if there is more to come?” “There is no way of telling. I don’t even know if I can tell what has been done to you. She didn’t make you deabru and you’re not fully a werewolf anymore. Your energy is too different for either.”

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.

“She’s not a Honshu.” Krav lifted his head. “Then what the hell is she?” Haden leaned against the table, crossing his arms. “She’s a Kaleidoscope Mirage.” I frowned. “A what?” Haden’s tone was even, but I could hear the hesitation under it. “Her wolf isn’t a wolf in the pure sense. It’s… fluid. It can shift and adapt its form to mimic other shifters—bear, rat, cat, whatever it’s seen. The ability’s rare as hell, thought to be extinct.”

Although this situation is very strange, it is good that she is a normal girl as long as she recovers. Of course, she also knows that the symptoms of a normal bloodlust will not be like hers, and she belongs to the special among the special. But in a world where you can grow horns on your head, wings on your back, orcs with tails and two-headed ogres, it's not surprising that you can grow anything. As a mage, Christine knows that shape-shifters can take on the appearance of anyone they want, so she doesn't see anything wrong with her body changing at will.

His chest trembled with the precarious lift of hope. “Danny, I want to explain a few things. They’re important.” Mahisar’s voice smoothed into instructor and oracle. “You are a shape-shifter. What sets you apart is this: when you phase into an animal, it becomes wholly you. You never depart from it. It is not a separate spirit, as it is with were-beings. Were-beings must share the spirit of the animal they inhabit. That duality can make them weak. You are not weak.”

We can definitly see it on Kavi without a doubt so it must be you, Luna Jewel. I perk up and all attention is now focused on her. (( Well my dears, )) That voice is not Jewels voice (( Hello again, I am Jade and I am a Mystic Wolf, that is the reason why you could not smell me before, because I had no pack I had no scent and now since I've met my mate my scent has returned also since you are apart of my mates pack and I've marked him and laced his blood with my own, he shares my power and it also extends to his entire pack right down to the pups. However my gift of strength is only given, it can not be taken, meaning only I can give it, if someone where to bite me in hopes of gaining strengt

I explained, giving him the basic outline of what I was told. He leaned back in the chair he was sitting in from across the table, as he folded his arms across his chest. His eyes narrowed as he studied me. I almost felt as if I was being cross-examined, which made me wiggle in my chair a bit. “Hmm, that is strange. You see, wolves are mystical creatures by the face we can shift into an animal form. A long time ago it had been that we could only shift on the full moon. Over the years that has changed so we can now shift at will. To be a werewolf and be able to wield magic is unheard of. There has never been a cross between the two.” Tate spoke, which reminded me of one of the visions I had o