Romans & histoires Psycho Shifters Series

"I'll not let you do this to us. I don't want her to go to jail because of some bastard like you." "If she doesn't kill Cole, you'll either have to kill her or I kill you. Someone has to die." "What sort of stupid game is this?" "I don't know," he said, tying her up. "I'll tell one thing, though. I'm merely a player in this game. One day you'll know who the psycho behind this game is. Trust me, you won't believe it." Who could that be? Who would want them to suffer? They didn't have major enemies. Except for the key stealing, they lived fairly normal and boring lives. The two girls had never got in trouble with anyone in town.

And it is also believed that a supernatural reaction between the two lovers causes the freckles to appear. SHIFTERS- Beings that live opposite mortals in this fantastical world that change or "Shift" into their animal counterparts in times of dire need or in extreme and emotional situations. Most Shifters reside in their homelands called Clan Lands which they share with others of their kind and Shift called Clans Men. There are a total of Six Shifter Clans that reside throughout the planet each supporting the various other species of Shifters from Bird to Dog.

The moment they breached the dimensional barrier, the air turned into a terrifying, howling landscape of wind and electrical energy. The Aero-Shifters beings of pure, fast-moving wind and focused lightning instantly surrounded them. Their psychic projection was pure, agitated speed and aggression. You are slow. You impede the flow. Your ordered water is a boundary! Prepare to be dispersed! The Aero-Shifters prepared a combined lightning purge a massive electrical attack aimed at vaporizing the vessel. "Now!" I commanded over the comms, channeling my stabilizing Light into their Transducers. Mela, focusing on her Earth-Anchor frequency, began the projection. She broadcast the continuous, deep

Often, they were tragic, bloody and toxic. Richard knew a number of those cases. Stockholm syndrome, psychopathic tendencies, behind-the-scenes manipulations and gaslighting were common tricks employed by immature shifters to win their chosen one. Mates were led to think that they could only be happy with their ‘saviour’’, and the pair simply lived in a fantasy world spun by Ambrose’s teachings.

******* The shapeshifters roar in happiness as they were able to establish a frequency connection, and a voice sounded from the TV. A voice emanated from the screen, an eerie silence fell over the hall. The shapeshifters, initially filled with anticipation, now wore expressions of surprise and confusion. It was evident that the voice they heard did not belong to Drake Canostus, the powerful shapeshifter they had sought to connect with. Instead, it was an unexpected encounter, a twist in their meticulously planned scheme.

"Are you okay, Hera?" "I'm, uh," I hesitate. I can't even pinpoint what I'm feeling. "Overwhelmed. It feels like only yesterday I was learning shifters even existed. Now we've got shifters after the king with silver, which I didn't even know was an issue." I sigh. "I'm good at what I do, but this makes me feel so…helpless." "Listen," he runs his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "Shifters were taking care of themselves long before you even knew we existed. Whatever threat is rising will pass."

Stu wondered aloud, which kind of mirrored Patricia's thoughts. "Played the newbie card, asking if any of the guards or staff knew what we were and how they kept it a secret. Especially on full moons when the pull to change is strongest." Anyone who morphed where humans could see was inviting instant discipline, usually of the fatal kind, from the shifter council. It also resulted in the humans getting subjected to a mind-altering drug to make them forget what they'd seen. The drugs weren't something anyone liked to use given the side effects were rather unpleasant for the humans involved. Not to mention there was always the fear the drug wouldn't work and they'd have to kill an innocent.

He’s a strong wolf but he’s not even a beta. I could feel us getting closer when the smell of blood hit my nose. I pushed Rain to go as hard as she can. I could smell hers and Jennies fear swirling in the air. I saw Sairos body up ahead, he still hasn’t shifted back to his human. I slowed Rain down as we approached. The stench of the bear was everywhere. I tightened the reins on Rain and circled. Sairo was barely breathing and he couldn’t connect through the mind link. I went to dismount when I saw him. He had shifted back to his human form was running full speed at us. I drew my arrow and fired off a bow but he dodged it. Jennie was now yelling my name. The attacker getting closer, then he

I nodded, not really sure what to say. “Though…I think there are a few more Blood Witches around. Or at least, my father knows of them. They provided some equipment later on. A few things in my father’s office as well as the inhibitors on Emmett and I.” “Inhibitors? For what?” She looked at me sadly. “Shifting.” I stood up, nearly knocking the chair back behind me. She seemed a little shocked that I stood up as well, the potato she had forked was hovering above the boiling water.

If the problem isn't psychological or stress-induced then there was no hope of me ever being a full wolf. "I know it is. Research has shown that most cases of half-shifters are due to psychological reasons." He placed both of his hands on my shoulder, and squeezed lightly, "I'll help you break those barriers, little wolf." I wanted so badly to believe him. His eyes were fueled with determination and the reassuring smile on his lips worked in convincing me. I just had to break whatever thing was holding me back mentally, But how? I reiterated the question aloud and his smile widened, as though he had prepared for this beforehand. He took a step back, and released me,