Psycho Shifters Series Novels & Stories

"Hey, it will be fine. Just so you know, in attendance there will be wolves," "Obviously," I said rolling my eyes. "Vampires, witches, fae, lycans and other shifters." I knew what she meant by other shifters. I love to read. Shifters are humans who possess magic and can shift into objects or animals. Some are even elemental, but that is rare. I was nervous about them being there but excited to meet them all. "What about the coronation? I can make sense of some but not the rest." "Hmm, let me see." Jenny closed her eyes to replay the memory.

Alex asks. “No, thankyou Alex.” Bellamy answers and Alex hangs up with a click. Bellamy sighs. “I’ll need to call the Alphas. At least now there’s no way that they can say this is unrelated to the Shifters, that’s two now. I don’t know if there’s anything they can do that we aren’t already doing, but at least they can be on the lookout. They can get their Shifters to be on their guard, keep an eye on the young woman. I’m concerned that it’s two Shifters in a row. Is that a coincidence or are the psychos targeting Shifters now?” Bellamy thinks aloud. His hands have moved to stroking and running through my hair. Damn that feels good.

"Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies." She stared at the image drawn on the page, stunned when the paper seemed to shimmer and that of Mike Volka replaced the anonymous face. What on earth? She jerked so hard she nearly dropped the book and Mischief dug in her back claws to keep from falling off her lap. Jamie shifted the book on her lap, resettled Mischief and took a sip of her drink. Maybe she should be drinking wine while reading this, just to settle her nerves. Because the more she read, the more th

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!

Hi there, welcome to Psycho Season 2: Death's Wish. I hope you'll enjoy this new thrilling season as much as I enjoyed writing it :) Updates may be slow as I'm still a student who is dealing with national exams this year, hence I may prioritise studies over writing, but I'll try my best to upload at least once per week for you guys. Thank you for your support :D . . . . . Mexico's Base Carlos's POV So, has my darling niece decide to spread her wings and began her wild adventures? Haha I won't let you. You are mine. My property, my puppet. And you aren't going to escape from me.

Almost done and would graduate. Frequency:[e.g., 3-4 Chapters daily / max 21 Chapters a week] pls make sure to add this book to your Library and turn on notifications so you get alerted the second it goes live! POVs;♥ The book is written in first person pov and will switch sometimes to third person pov when it gets to a point that it's needed. Don't worry the switch is maintained to suit the storyline. You won't get confused at all. Important Disclaimer & Warnings > ### ⚠️ **Content Warning**

And everything changed. The sensation wasn't cold or hot. It was like a surge of electricity spreading through her entire body. She saw flashes of images: ancient forests, palaces, swords, blood. She felt the exhilaration of running free as a shifter, the agony of betrayal, the loneliness of thousands of years. All of Morat’s emotions flooded into her.

Do you think he is still mad at us? No… but I’m still furious with him. She snapped her teeth. Two faced hypocrite. I’m not mad… Lillah told her counterpart in a quiet voice. I’m annoyed enough for the both of us – you don’t have to be mad. Isn’t that a … dissonance of thought? Aren’t we meant to be the same? Lillah shivered with worry and a sleepy Rhy pulled her closer. It wasn’t common, but it happened – differences between the two halves twisting the shifter to become insane or wild.

The secret was dead, and Anna and Sophie had spent eight years trying to stitch reality back together, one nightmare at a time. Then came the Pulse. Two years ago, a shockwave of unknown origin had rippled through the ley lines, effectively neutering the shifter world. It was a surgical strike against the animal, severing the soul’s connection to the fur. This great muting had created a power vacuum that every predatory faction on earth rushed to fill.