Shape Shifters Love Death Robots Novels & Stories

With each breath, I could discern the presence of the shapeshifters, their weighty existence permeating the stillness. The darkness persisted, and a chilling realization crept into my mind. The shattered TV screen and the shapeshifters' unsettling silence spoke volumes. It became clear that their intention was not to deliver me into the hands of their master, Drake Canostus, but rather to dispose of me within the confines of this desolate hall.

The enemies ahead were indeed becoming more formidable. "These people work for Finn!" Charles immediately recognized the four people on each side—all of them were Finn's subordinates. "They only sent four people; are they looking down on the Shadowers?" a member of the Shadowers muttered. Charles retorted quickly, "But don't underestimate these four. They make robots, and the robots they design are dangerous and extremely strong. So these people are also called the 'Four Living Reapers'." "I didn't expect people in Easton to know so much about us!"

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

She looked even more confused. "A fate?" I nodded. "A female reaper with slightly different powers then a regular reaper. They can see the future to a degree and something called soul splicing. It only works if you are with your proper mate though." "That doesn't sound fun." I smiled at her. "Basically the instant the twins are removed from me while I'm being stitched up Sylvia is going to attach a piece of Aidens soul to mine to prevent me from dieing, after which I will be an immortal. Don't look so concerned it won't hurt anyone and the piece taken from them grows back relatively quickly from what Sylvia told me."

She made me feel the happiness I didn't know that exists and the chance to gamble again for the sake of falling in love unconditionally. Being a vampire does not mean that we cannot love. It's just that, there is only one soul that is fated for us in our lifetime. We can be said to be the most loyal 'Child of Darkness' created. She turned to the two men who were still unstable on their feet. She watched them until they sober up and then… "What are you doing?" I can vaguely feel the coldness in the air after those words were spoken. She is looking at them coldly while the other two are looking at her with wide eyes, especially Leo's child.

Didn't he get it? "Yeah. That's why I am looking for him. Let's go. We should get him together with the others." Miriam played along immediately, not raising any suspicion. She had lived for so long and met a different kinds of monsters. Some could change into the shape and voice of someone to confuse and get you when you least expect it. This is one of them. A shape shifter. It could turn into anyone. And the most dangerous of them all. It could take your life without realizing it. It comes in the form of someone you love, respect, and obey. You could always fall victim to it at all moments.

I held onto Clara with my other hand, pulling her with me. Uncle Luigi pushed the head of a statue and a secret passageway opened. We entered inside, it was narrow and dark, the air filled with dust and the scent of wood. We moved quickly, the sound of our breathing loud in the confined space. The voices of the Intruders grew louder, their chants chilling. “Morte ai Castellano! Morte ai Castellano!!” Death to the Castellanos. The words sent a shiver down my spine. They wanted us dead.

Caroline said. "Shut up! In my eyes, you are still Camryn," snapped Othniel. "No! I'm not Camryn, damn it. Realize your lover is dead," Caroline shouted. "I said shut up!" said Othniel as he grabbed Caroline's chin. "Listen to me; you are still my Camryn. You are not dead, and you will never leave me. We will live together until we grow old," said Othniel, hugging Caroline's body tightly.

One last glance at his beloved he whispered, “I love you.” His body shredded into a zillion lost pieces. Blood splashed all over the sphere that held the ladies tightly. Raven then looked down at the two diabolical traitors. “Now it’s your turn!” Raven clapped her hands and the sphere shrank smashing the two women into each other until it was a ball of bone, blood and fabric. Metal breast plates folded inside the sphere of death and goo.

When people used to think of shifters they would assume it was a human-wolf hybrid that could change with the full moon. But the humans were very wrong. Shifters are always born human and between their fifteenth and sixteenth birthday, their body would change and transform into their true race. While there are werewolves, shifters could also be many other things. Vampires, werewolves, and witches were by far the most common, while sirens, fairies, and the dreaded angels of the night were more uncommon among the shifting race. The most rare was called the arch angels.