Psycho Shift Novels & Stories

"This one's been active for maybe six hours. The reality distortion field extends about fifty meters in every direction." "Can we fight in that?" Amon asked. "We'll have to. It won't leave its territory, and we can't wait for it to expand further." Whitney looked at me. "Are you sure about this? Paradigm Shifters are unstable. Absorbing one might introduce contradictions into your consciousness." "Everything about this plan is a contradiction. What's one more?" I started down the stairs into the transit station, feeling the world shift wrong around me as we entered the Paradigm Shifter's territory.

“I…I missed him so much and I just wanted to hold him, that’s all I thought but I suddenly- “Feel the urge to shift?” Harry asked and I nodded. “That wasn’t your fault, just so you know, that particular part of our brain responsible for commanding the change in our physical body got a psychological command, you might not have commanded it, your wolf might not have willed it either but you wished for it and that triggers the response- “But I tried to stop it, but I couldn’t” I shifted my gaze to Harry after a few seconds locking my gaze with Chris who still looked taken aback by my confession I suppose.

Despite feeling a surge of warmth and comfort in his embrace, I carefully extricated myself from his arms, not wanting to wake him. I tiptoed into the bathroom and showered. The warm water seemed to soothe my soul. I couldn't help but ponder over last night's dream. What I failed to comprehend was that it served as a forewarning of the impending events. A caution that my forthcoming transformation into a wolf was urgently advising me about. A counsel that I ought to take seriously.

He pulls his penis out, and I guess it's supposed to be hard, but where Shaun is a python, Adam is an inchworm. "Alright, Sherri, here comes the pain. Just hang in there. I promise it won't last." Adam reaches over to untie the gag, but I fall back onto the cot as the pain takes over. My body feels like every bone is breaking and piercing through my skin. "Bitch, you better sit back up and put this in your mouth, or you're going to regret it." Adam tries to force me to sit, but I begin convulsing as the tears run down my face. I'm going to die. It's too soon for me to shift, and this is going to kill me, I'm sure of it. Adam steps back and stares at me with wide eyes. I close my eyes, wishin

My Bully is Psycho Chapter Twenty Seven. ACE I dragged the door closed behind me with a loud bang. ' You don't really hate me....' ' You only need someone to share out your grief' The words kept blaring and tearing down the last of my sanity. It just wouldn't stop resonating in my head no matter how hard I try to quiet it. "Shut up!!" I growled aloud to bring an end to it. She had been fucking wrong!

I can't ever let him discover the truth behind my non-shifting. "Don't know." Oliver said. "It's not fixed. Shifting for traumatized people is different. It can happen after a vigor dopamine hit, or during extremely low phase, or when the person is hit by a traumatic experience again. From what I read, traumatized individuals need a trigger, and no one knows which kind of." I thought about it for a second and articulated, "So if I get bullied, which causes severe traumatic experience for me, will it trigger my shifting?"

He doesn't scare me. His lips form a sexy grin that almost steals my breath and I can't let it pass. "You should try that more often. It doesn't change your badassery in the slightest." "Badassery?" he asks gruffly. He thinks he's so... all that. What's really strange is that I have the same feeling about myself. It's not just my physical appearance that's changed, or at least what changes when I shift. This is mental too. I'm unafraid. I want to draw blood and I want to show King up. I haven't tripped over my own feet in days and I love the new confidence I feel. "Yeah," I tell King and add the grin I've been holding back. "Look up badassery in the Conan the Barbarian dictionary and you'll

“You are so full of yourself and think so highly of yourself that I feel like we shall handle this right now. Shift.” Shannon paled and shook her head. “No.” “I said fucking shift.” We screamed together, and Shannon dropped to her knees. She had no way to fight against my command. And this time, I used my full power to demand her to shift. She writhed on the ground and her eyes grew wide as fur danced down her skin. I watched as her shift took over until she laid panting at my feet.

What it really did was muffle the sounds of fists on flesh, of screams smothered by fear. I was ten when I first shifted. Most pups shift at sixteen. For others, a full moon or a near-death experience triggers it early. Mine? I had no warning. One minute I was trying to breathe through the agony of a fever that would not break, the next I was a hulking wolf in my bedroom, bones snapping into new shapes. Xavier stormed in, stared at me like I was vermin, and spat, "No son of mine would be an abomination." From that moment on, I was not a son. I was a mistake

Shadow prevented him from doing something stupid by holding it at the place. “You…” The deep husky voice spoke for the first time. His voice was quite hoarse after days of refusing to talk. “Nope!” Shadow held her breath. Mind alteration. It was one of her many attributes. The sub-category of her mind-reading ability. Mind alteration was the alteration of existent events inside the opponent’s brain. Shadow loved to use the most traumatized event that was imposed on the victims and made it as if the opponent was the one who experienced it. Everything including pain, mixed feelings, fear, and anything related could be felt and experienced by the body.