Psycho Shifters Series Novels & Stories

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

That is what they were named Innate abilities that stemmed from the rare mixing of mortal and animal DNA that went on to give birth to the race of Shifters. Not man, not beast, but something supernatural and powerful. That power manifested itself in every Shifter and Shifter Clan differently, but in the Leopards it was known to give them enhanced speed, balance, and their unusual innate abilities that over the generations had stemmed from, telekinesis to telepathy all the way to brain washing or memory tampering.

Pythia POV: Everything seemed so different but the same. There has been so much new information and not enough time to process it. I could hear peoples conversations from all over, I could not only feel their emotions but could see them. "Is it still overwhelming?" Tye asked. "A little, I mean with seeing emotions and intentions and hearing literally everyone it's kind of hard to separate them." I replied. "Think of it as ropes, you need to untangle them and then once they are separated it'll be much easier to handle." Tye said gently. "So how does shifting work? Does it hurt? You all make it seem so easy.'' I said. "It might hurt a little at first but the more you do it the easier and faste

She left followed by which Samuel comes to me looking tensed. “What’s wrong? Are they coming?” He shook his head making me worried thinking what can be something else to have the guts of making him worried. “Then what is it? Stop with the suspense.” I growled. He breathed deeply, “Shapeshifters… They are waiting for the shapeshifters.” And, everything just made sense. “One of the guards informed. He said he heard it when the rogues were discussing it.” I raked my finger through the strands of hair, the shapeshifters are quite dangerous in comparison with the bloodsuckers and the rogues as they can shift into your close one and attack easily. “But…” He continued seeming not sure of what he ha

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 put my hands together and tapped my fingers. “She returns. But we infiltrate their pack. We’ll need a wolf and a telepath, both have to be persons that would not be known, not recognized. Several Shadows are known to that pack, some have visited hoping to find mates,” I said. The two shifters looked at each other and I knew them to be mind-linking. I absolutely hated when they did that in front of me! So rude!

“ A psycho killer is on the loose! I heard that many shifters have been disappearing in the middle of the night only to be found at odd places like the outskirts of the town and some were even hung outside their Territory on the streets light!” ————————————-

"It’s a Nanitic-Infection. The Shadow is using the Alabaster technology to rewrite the cellular structure of the shifters. He’s turning them into 'Hardware'. Emma, if they get too close to the Spire, they stop being people. They become parts of the machine." I looked toward the pier. The vanguard—Magnus, Runa, and Damon—were standing their ground, but they were being swarmed by "Grave-Sentinels." These weren't bone-beasts; they were shifters who had been "Optimized." Their skin was a dull, metallic grey, and their eyes were glowing with a sterile, red light. "We have to break the Spire's transmitter," I said, my voice steady. "If we kill the signal, the protocol collapses."

Milo continued in a singsong voice. “While they may lack the raw, dominant willpower of an Alpha or Omega, Beta shifters have excellent, efficient control over their transformations. Their shifts are potent and stable, lacking only the instantaneous fluidity or unique mastery of an Alpha. They learn quickly, adapting their techniques to new challenges with great mental flexibility.”

They were different from the Council’s Erasers, less robotic, but more efficient, equipped with sonic-dampeners that could neutralize a shifter’s roar before it even left their throat. ​"They have over two hundred shifters in the east wing," Ren whispered, his eyes glowing faint blue as he interfaced with a scavenged UN comms-unit. "But it’s not just a prison, Leo. Sarah was right. They’ve hooked the 'Beta-Class' shifters up to a massive capacitor-array. They’re literally draining the Resonance from their bone marrow to power the city’s emergency grid." ​"They're treating our people like batteries," Maya hissed, her golden runes pulsing with a low, dangerous heat. "If we don't break those co