Narnia Shift Novels & Stories

In the restless tension in my chest when I think of how they make me sleep in this cellar… below the house my father built for my mother. And as my twenty-first birthday draws near, I feel my wolf even more often. They say that when a Lunemar shifter turns twenty-one, the change comes not gradually, not with practice or ease, but in a single, undeniable moment. A first shift that marks the body and soul forever. I’ve seen it happen to others. The glow in their eyes, the ripple in their muscles, the way the air seems to change around them once they’ve shifted for the first time. As if on their twenty-first birthday, the world finally sees them for who they truly are.

You will definitely shift," Bella assured me enthusiastically. I wanted to hope, but each failed year flashed in my memory like a bad dream. What if it didn’t happen? My stomach flipped at the thought of being sold to those creepy middle-aged men my father called friends. It was the day, and we were heading out to the woods. The Shifting Grounds were the highest land in the pack. It was where the Solstice full moon was the biggest and brightest, and where the Alpha would guide new shifters through their first shift. I just hoped I would be one of them this year.

This time to make sure that they fulfil their revenge to the end and right now, one has already started its blood crave. The Kingrad stood tall as it stared at its prey. Watching out for their movement so that it could catch them off guard. Oh yes, it couldn't wait to hear the crack of their bones. **********Notes********** The Necklace Glossary: Shifters- People who can shapeshift into animals. That doesn't make them less of a human. Not all shifters have abilities. Some find a way to create their abilities. The royal families are the ones that are always blessed with unique abilities.

--- The environment didn’t change. --- The system didn’t retreat. --- But something had shifted. --- The balance. --- And in that moment… --- Ariana wasn’t just surviving the system anymore. --- She was becoming something it couldn’t fully predict.

Narin replied, winking at me before taking a bite from her burger. “Stoooop!” I was a red, giggling mess hiding my face in my palms. “You guys…you really need to calm down!” Clyde was trying, and failing successfully, to hide the red tint on his cheeks while he spoke. “I’m just looking out for Nyx…” He pulled his chair closer, eyes darting side to side before lowering his voice to a whisper. “…she’s the first shifter in our group and we all know shifters are not as exposed to spells like witches, faes, or even vampires.”

"So they saw me shift." "They already knew who you were," he said. "Now they know what you're becoming." Tyra crossed her arms. "That wasn't a normal shift, Kaia." I blinked at her. "What do you mean?" "You shifted fast. Too fast. Without the usual struggle. And you didn't lose control." "I thought that was good?" She exchanged a look with Kieran. "It's not normal," he said gently. "Even the strongest of us take years to reach that kind of control. You've shifted twice, and already your body obeys without resistance."

She shouts, her skin darkening with each word. That's when I realised that she was about to shift, that we would see her other form for the first time all because we made her angry, We had taken her to a point where she couldn't control the shift. Where her body was taking over and the other part of her wanted out, the site was breathtaking, her skin being swapped for feathers, each one the colour fire. she was much larger than I would have thought, her red eyes staring back, daring us to make a move against her. but none of did, We simply watched her in awe. Dumb struck by her beauty.

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.

My apology is whispered. “Are you hurt?” Nakia asks, her voice echoing. I blink. I shook my head. “You appear to be bleeding?” “I will heal,” I said. “Shift.” Lana demands. I looked back at them. “What?” “Shift,” She repeats. I didn’t really feel like being naked in front of people that I didn’t know, but I could understand why they wanted me to do so. Will describes it as a rebirth. He looks at it as if it's the most amazing magical thing he’s ever witnessed. It was the one thing he wanted to see me do before declaring that I was the shifter they were all waiting for. “If you are concerned by your bare body, I assure you it's nothing to think twice about. “You can say that but it doesnt ch

“One can only be conceived when two very powerful shifters share an even stronger love.” “That’s not possible,” Nash mutters. “Sarah doesn’t love me. Never did. Not even when we mated.” “That’s not true,” I plead, but Arnold raises a hand to quiet me. “Nash,” the older shifter says in a wise, knowing tone, “I believe you have suffered much trauma lately. First, the attack with a wolfsbane weapon, and then the sudden loss of your beloved. It is understandable that you may find aggressively worded lies easier to believe than more subtle, complicated truths. But the fact of the matter is that Sarah loves you with a dearness and a passion surpassed by most others, and this child here is proof.”