Psycho Shifters Book 2 Novels & Stories

But sure enough, the pain led me to that cabin in the woods where Beck had kept the twins, and I had killed him. Zayne parked haphazardly behind me and got down in the clearing. He looked up at the cabin and growled. “I can feel her.” I was already taking off my shirt as rage flowed with the pain. “Are you going to stand there or help me save her?” I asked as I began to Shift. Zayne turned to me; his canines were already bared as he ripped his shirt off. “This time,” he growled, “I get to kill whichever bastard we’re dealing with.”

I saw his lips start to move but I quickly clicked the red end button over and over. No! No! No! I think to myself. Fucking hell. My wolf howling in my mind, “Mate! Pups father yes” That means Asher is local. My mind starts spinning faster and faster. My breathing becomes uncontrollable, and I can feel myself spiraling into a panic attack. I have to calm myself down. Why is my human side so weak while my wolf is going crazy about the thought of its so-called mate being so close by. I put my head between my knees and take deep breaths. Telling myself I am safe. They can’t find me. No one knows about my name change from back home. They can’t force me to go back to my father. I’m safe. I’m safe

I cut in gently, lifting the book in my lap, “I’d like to get back to my story. I’m just at a very interesting page.” I didn’t look up again. I turned a page I wasn’t reading, letting silence be my shield. A few seconds later, she left. Only when I heard the door click shut did I lower the book and exhale. My fingers trembled slightly as I gripped the arm of the chair. I stared at the door, heart pounding. That wasn’t Siora. Whoever it was… well I only know of one person that can shift, Xareth. I took deep breaths, I have to be careful.

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

Just mentally… disturbed. “I have to get going now,” Wade said and before Max said anything else, Wade on his way, strutting like a horse and shaking his head so furiously Max feared it'll fall off. When Wade was gone, he looked around him. His bags were intact. Good. “Odd,” he whispered to himself as he reached to the ground and slung his bag over his shoulder. As he walked to the hostels which had become a little less misty than they were before, he felt angry.

"Please don't hate me too much. I really like you guys, you know. In fact, I'll take care of these guys for you. The Shifters burst through the doors like a dark, stormy cloud, taking over the darkness and plunging it into even deeper chaotic madness. I can only watch as Ray begins to transform with the movement of the ever-changing cloud, his eyes like fire burning on his victims. But the mass of Shifters seems to converge on him, almost swallowing him at the base of the ledge. "This isn't over! I'm fine, but you have to go now! We hear the faint scream echoing around the room, spurring us into action.

I hadn't even finished a whole row yet. Some stuff is repeated but this book is by far my favorite. It's solely about bear shifters. Bear shifters are the most loyal type of shifter. They would lay down their lives for the ones they are to protect without a single thought. Thats terrifying. I don't want Dom to die because I might. Even though he would probably fight me on it.

A thin book wedged between two larger ones. "Shifting Disorders in Common Bloodlines." My heart started racing. I pulled it out with shaking hands. The cover was worn and faded, but the pages inside were clear enough. "Chapter Three: Incomplete Transformations." I could barely breathe as I read. "Some wolves experience difficulty completing their first shift. This can be caused by trauma, fear, or psychological blocks..." This was it. This was what was wrong with me. I kept reading, my excitement growing. "The following ritual has been used successfully to break through mental barriers preventing full transformation..."

This stupid movement provokes an immediate, brutal response as his heavy palm swings around to deliver a cruel, bone-cracking slap straight across my face. The sheer force of the blow clears the lingering fog of concussion dizziness from my brain, forcing the stark, terrifying reality of my plight to become crystal clear. My mind had initially orchestrated this exact kidnapping fate to trap Chika, but now it appears my own flesh is going to suffer the exact same execution. Will my wolf also be sold into the dark underground slave rings? This horrific realization plunges my entire spirit into a deep, bottomless despair, and I break down into a flood of pathetic tears.

"Indianna? She's pregnant! I could've hurt her-" "You didn't hurt anyone," Ace assured Tai. He reached out for her hand. She stiffened when they touched. "You weren't in control, were you?" Tai closed her eyes and shook her head. "I never am when I shift," she said lowly. "I try and fight the feeling to turn for as long as possible, but then all it takes is for me to get angry and I can't control the change." "What made you angry?" Ace wondered. "Rai," Tai grumbled.