Narnia Shift Novels & Stories

Naraja didn’t have the faintest idea…They were all dead… Naraja: “For now, let’s just keep running and figure out that issue later!!” John: “I agree with Naraja! Let’s just keep running until we can get out of this, aye!” Minch: “Fine…” As Naraja’s group continued to keep running, and running, and running to wherever may be safe for them away from their timely demise. The roars and stomps of the ‘Stampede Of Gorilla’s”continued to get closer and closer to them, until Naraja turned around and saw them practically on his and everyone else’s rear ends. Immediately and simultaneously at the same time of Naraja spotting them in his peripheral vision, his field of vision or more like his field of

“Things have changed. In the werewolf - centered acknowledgment - of - power - shift, this is his statement.” Nathan’s hand trembled slightly as he held his glass, like a wolf realizing its position in the pack has been challenged. The six simple words had exposed the shift in their positions. Once, he was the unreachable star for Thea, but now, he had fallen from his perch, and she had become the high - and - mighty flower he could never reach, like a once - dominant wolf being overthrown by a former subordinate. Nathan forced himself to play dumb. “What do you mean?”

Even Marino had begun to show a strange affection, bringing me silk scarves and jewelry from his travels. How was I to know that was just the deceptive calm before the storm? It was crazy how the world could flip on its axis in a single night. The night of my eighteenth birthday. October 15, 2021. The night I shifted. In our circles, shifting had become a private, almost sacred affair. While families celebrated afterward, the actual event was usually solitary, followed by a week of isolation to allow the subsequent heat to pass in dignity.

Three days before departure, Ethan put a new flight confirmation on the dining table. I looked at it once, and my fingers went still. My parents' first-class seats had been changed to economy. Bianca Voss and her parents now sat where my mother and father were supposed to sit. "What is this?" I asked. Ethan was fixing his cufflinks, calm as if he had changed a dinner reservation. "Bianca heard about the Maldives wedding and wanted to bring her parents. First class was full, so I moved your parents down." "You gave my parents' seats to your childhood sweetheart and her parents?"

Please don't let me lead us all to our slaughter. ________________ Norea's P.O.V. After returning Sydney to her cage, I went to get the other supplies I needed. I can't believe I can actually put my plan into motion. I have been waiting for centuries to do this. I was almost ready about a hundred years ago, but a few of the shifters died. I was so angry that I killed the rest, took a break, and started over. Now I have what I need, and they're all alive. When I return home, I begin setting everything up. I'm sure the two bunnies are awake now, and just like all my other shifters, they have no clue what's going on. I open the door to the room of cages and rub my hands together excitedly.

“We’ll take my car. I can stay over until your shift. Your body probably just needs to relax and heal before it’s going to feel ready to shift.” “But…that could be days.” “It could. But I don’t mind.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “Unless it’s uncool to have your mother hang out and spend the night.” I snorted. “I don’t think I’m a good judge of that. I wouldn’t necessarily call me your average teenager.” Niru snorted and I flicked his ear. “You don’t get to say anything if Ethan isn’t even able to be present right now. If you had a better relationship maybe you would be able to shift on your own into your human form without needing Ethan.”

“I can’t—” I push her away as my spine arches involuntarily, and my nails lengthen. I hear my bones grind as my skin stretches. The shift hits me like a hammer. Nikola is forcing a shift. Zarina’s composure slips—just barely. “No—no. Ash, stay with me. You cannot shift right now.” Like hell I’m doing this on purpose. “I’m not—doing—this—” Nikola snarls madly inside my skull. “They poisoned us! LET ME OUT—”!”

So, let's plan to shift back soon and make the most of this wonderful tub. ‘Nathalia, it's important to remember that you have the power to decide when we should shift back, and this can be done at any moment. I want you to know that I will be by your side throughout this journey, providing support and guidance. If anything unexpected occurs, rest assured that we can easily shift back, and I will be there to take control of the situation. Your well-being and comfort are my top priorities, and I am here to ensure that you feel safe and empowered throughout our shared experiences.’

was being forced back into a "Hierarchy." "THEY'RE LOSING THEIR INDEPENDENCE!" Nathaniel screamed, his form turning into a stylized, silver silhouette as the Spire’s light simplified his logic. "Emma, if the Coronation finishes, the shifters will become a hive-mind again. The 'Pact' will be replaced by 'Command'. You’ll be the Queen of a world that can't say no!"

“Breathe. Don’t fight it.” Tears leaked from the boy’s eyes. “I can’t–” “You can.” Nathan’s grip tightened. “The pain will pass. But you have to trust me. Let go. Don’t resist the shift.” The boy gasped as another wave of agony tore through him. But this time, instead of fighting, he listened. And slowly, bit by bit, his body adjusted. His breathing evened out. The tremors lessened. And then, finally, after what felt like an eternity, his form settled, his first shift complete.