Ovid Metamorphoses: Book 1 Novels & Stories

Becoming part of me at the cellular level. Golden veins trace patterns across my arms. Living circuitry. Beautiful. Permanent. My eyes burn. Shift. Change. I feel them turning gold. Pure liquid gold. The color of the stone. The color of ancient power. The energy settles into my bones. My blood. My breath. Every cell rewritten. Upgraded. Perfected. I am human. I am hybrid. I am Lycan. I am all of it and none of it and something entirely new. I am the Dormant Luna. Fully awake. Fully powered. And still me.

Then he remembers Ben went out to investigate his mate. "Did something happen to her?" "Nothing bad happened but you will need to sit down." Ben says pacing up and down. "She is a were cat Jarek, she shifted tonight for the first time it seems. She turned into a damn black panther. It sure is beautiful, majestic, and pure black, but there is some magic surrounding her as well. Gold lights swirled around her just before completing the shift, and that's not the only time it happened. Eliza saw it as well, it even chased her out of the room. But what's confusing is the smell of wolf on her. Jarek this girl is something else, not a hybrid and that cat king was there with her. His Jaguar helped h

“I can’t argue with that. Okay well let’s leave now.” Marcello cleared his throat again. “There’s more…” “Go on.” Viola prompted. “King Atlas is saying that the Imperial pack wolves are beginning to display some mage powers…ever since him and the hybrid mated.” “Right…any other news that could change the course of history Marcello?” “Er, no Lady Viola. That’s it.” I was astonished at this information, clearly the seer had been right. We made our way outside and I shifted quickly. I stooped a little for Viola to be able to climb on my back.

Now, the witches, their liturgical duties continuing amidst peal upon peal of thunder shaking the foundations, are in an all-out storm, rivaling that in my heart while the pieces fell together-the finalization of this metamorphosis was much larger than merely one will to live or an explanation behind some difficult moments of relationship with Callum. The runes on my skin are pulsating brighter now, and some kind of an¬cient power stirred in my blood. A great fork of lightning splintered the sky now, and in its flash I caught Callum's reflection behind me in panes of glass. The look on his face-a mix of love and fear-makes a pang in my heart hurt. Everything I thought I knew about us, about

Atlas and Prince Malik started to intercept each other and as I crossed the river, the armies came after me. "Keep running!" Atlas shouted, and I ran as fast as I could. Being chased by an overwhelming of enemies, escape seems to be impossible not unless I've got some tactics or fight all of them until no one is left. I need to come up with a quick solution to my problem, otherwise, it will make things worse. And I could not afford to waste the efforts of Atlas to make me alive. Just this once, I need a miracle... come on Rhea, you have to transform. You are your own now," I murmured, trying to transform but I really could not.

Author P.O.V. Immediately it clocked Twelve A.M., Melanie found it difficult to sleep, she left the bed and walked out of her room. Melanie walked back to her room only to discover that Nicholas wasn't in his room. She went out and checked Neil's room, but she couldn't find him either. She felt something odd going on within her, she couldn't explain it. It felt like something inside of her was looking for expression outside of her. She walked down to the living room and came out looking at the moon and she smiled, since she was little she loved the moon whenever it was full. Unknowingly to her, it was her wolf seeking expression, Melanie has never transformed into a wolf, and she does

She had so many questions she was burning to ask Caleb. She felt the entire coven gather around, and felt several of them laying their hands on her head. “We hereby lay thee down to rest,” echoed the chorus of vampires. “Caitlin and Caleb, to resurrect another day. In God’s ultimate grace.” Ruth came in and lay beside her, whining. As the words were repeated a second time, then a third time, Caitlin felt her world grow lighter. At the last second, before it all disappeared, she turned to Caleb, and saw him turn to her. She looked deeply into his eyes, and knew, just knew, that next time, they would be together forever.

Once she arrived at Alpha Rasmore's wing, she took off the wrapper and threw it away. "May I come in?" She asked, knocking softly at the door. Rasmore opened the door for her, and his mouth hung wide open. Her body had really transformed. She had gone back to the curvy Karen she was, and the bruises she had, which once covered all her skin, had disappeared. Thanks to her guardian angel, her special herbs worked.

He grabbed my chin and I winced. “I was taken there. I passed out in front of the university and I woke up in that warehouse.” I mumbled as his grip on my chin loosened. “So, you aren’t one of them.” He smirked and that sent shivers down my spine. He is handsome and by the looks of it he’s rich. Also he is an alpha and I’m an omega. He is the predator and I look like his prey. “No, I wasn’t.” I said as I tried to figure out a way to escape from here.

These were different, more animalistic, more like… “Atlas, please help me!” I screamed to him. “Onyx… you’re shifting. What the fuck is going on?” Shifting? My head jerked up to him, but my vision was blurred from tears and pain. He was in front of me kneeling holding my face in his hands, confusion and fear clear in his voice. A layer of sweat formed over my entire body as I collapsed and writhed on the forest ground. My heart beat so fast and it was if would explode from my chest. I rolled onto my back staring up into the full moon above me on the verge of unconsciousness when finally, the sound of bones cracking halted, and the pain slowly dispersed.