Psycho Shifters Book Novels & Stories

“We have to move; the guard rotation is in five minutes and that’s your only chance to slip past.” She flicks on a light, a dull globe that flickered every few seconds. Dust coated every surface, unwanted junk scattered in the room. There was a beautiful archway on the left constructed of black bricks that highlighted a massive bookcase. We neared it, dusty shelves and cobwebs on the shelves and between books. A sudden shiver jolted me, I hated spiders. Karina puts her hand behind the bookcase, in search of something. “Fuck don’t do that, what if you get bitten by a spider.” I exclaimed, already feeling like something was crawling on me.

“But I talk to my wolf now. Wouldn’t my brother, who’s spent more time shifting, be more connected to his wolf?” “Sometimes isolation makes them think being a wolf is better and they never shift back. It all depends on having enough reason to return to their human form.” “Give him a reason. Tell him you miss him. That you want to see and hug his physical human form.” “I will try.” “Brianna, remember I am here for you and your brother. We all are. We’re your pack members now.” -=- My name is Brandon Stone. I have a twin, Brianna, and we are shapeshifters.

Grinned as their jaws split open to accommodate rows of serrated teeth. Andrea's voice ripped through the chaos, ripped through my stunned haze. “Get the humans out of here!” Her command shattered the frozen moment. Reporters scrambled. Protesters ran for the barricades. Council members vanished behind black SUVs. Drones fell from the sky as one of the creatures leapt up and swatted them like flies. The monsters descended on the crowd with brutal, almost mechanical efficiency. I Shifted without thinking. My bones cracked outward with welcome violence. The searing pull of my wolf form tore through me, my muscles ripping and reforming in seconds. My vision sharpened. My rage snapped into focus

SARAH M&M The crowd is absolutely hyped—hollering, shouting. I’m shoving my way through it all like I’ve got somewhere super important to be (I don't), plus I’ve never felt safer in a human mosh pit. Guess when you’re running from Mr. Grey, even a strip club feels like a sanctuary. One sharp whistle cuts through the noise. I turn towards the stage, and whoa! A stunning brunette grabs the pole and starts twirling on it.

He revealed that humans and shifters weren't parasites; they were the Thought-Centers of the planet's new mind. The ground stopped shaking. The rapid growth of the forests slowed to a steady, peaceful rhythm. "YOU... ARE... THE... EYES," the Earth vibrated. "I... AM... THE... STRENGTH. WE... ARE... THE... NOW." A new type of bond formed. It wasn't the "Slave-Link" of the Star-Callers or the "Hive-Mind" of the Swarm. It was a Symbiosis. The shifters found their transformations were now effortless, fueled by the planet itself. The humans noticed their illnesses were being "Filtered" by the very air they breathed.

The desperate struggle to prevent her exit intensified, fueled by a determination to defy this unjust fate. In a desperate bid to break free from their grasp, I considered the one escape route available; shifting. My claws had already unsheathed themselves, ready for an imminent attack. I was prepared to unleash violence on anyone who dared touch Kayla. But as I poised to strike, Kayla suddenly halted, prompting the other men to follow suit. She turned to me, and that's when I realised she had sensed my partial shift. "Don't... please!" she whispered, her words echoing loudly in my ears, her voice a soothing balm.

His index finger was bent at an unnatural angle. Kai stood in front of Logan now, shoulders squared, eyes cold and gleaming with something dangerous. His entire body radiated raw, barely restrained violence. He was no longer just some strange, clueless man in Logan’s apartment. He was something else entirely. A predator. Jared gasped for air, eyes wide in shock. “Y-You broke my fucking finger, you psycho!” Kai didn’t blink. “Don't hurt Logan.” His voice was low, a growl.

I punched him in his chest, his hand caught my wrist before it could make contact with him, "I would never take anything you say as a joke," He squeezed lightly and something in me jolted, "What I'm saying is, I meant that I was able to find insight on how best to help you." His eyes were brimming with excitement, "I found a book, and I'm certain it'll help you." He brought out a medium-sized journal from his pocket and I gave him a look," I jotted the important stuff, according to some half-shifters, the phenomenon is caused by physical or neurological factors."

[Image: The human heart's electrical conduction system, firing in a state of high-intensity emotional resonance. The "Indifference" shattered. The shifters picked up their tools, their eyes flaring with a stubborn, human fire. They didn't need a Queen to tell them they were special; they needed a neighbor to remind them they were necessary. The 146th chapter ended with the sight of the Sun-Spire shedding its first layer of obsidian. A massive slab of the black stone fell into the harbor, sending a plume of sapphire water into the air. It wasn't a tragedy; it was a Shedding.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1