Shape Shifters Love Death Robots Novels & Stories

"Scouts spotted movement up there. Movement not animals enough to be too controlled and noise not enough to be humans. One of our drones captured this She handed me a small device. The screen flickered to life. Black and white footage played. At first, I saw nothing but trees swaying in the wind. Then something moved. Something tall and fast slid across the frame. Its limbs were too long, too smooth. It had the wrong shape, as though one had taken a human being and stretched it to be just horrible. And it moved without making a sound. "What the hell is that?" I asked. Tyra's jaw clenched. "Ghost units. Artificial trackers built to hunt shifter blood. Remote controlled. They don't eat, don't

Its vacant chime rebounding off the high vaulted ceilings of my chambers. A clock I had made a long time ago. It was made during a time where I believed that death was nearing me. A young woman who I had loved dearly, who I believed loved me. But when she realised the depths of my depravity, she turned on me, just like the rest. The clock was enchanted to ring out when death was nearing. I had never heard the clock strike until this night. And now I knew that the reaper was, finally, knocking at my door.

That certainly wasn't going to soften her to him any. "That's a good idea," he agreed without looking toward Paoli. "I want this to be as easy on her as possible." Paoli gave a humorless scoff. "It's never easy. Not for anyone. And you're not exactly standard," he said. William raised thoughtful gray eyes to Paoli, considering his words. It was true. There was no way to know what they could expect when she rose. Paoli was simple. He was a vampire. Undead. If he changed a human, they would follow an expected pattern, and they could be prepared.

We were going to lead the initial core of the Malachious Army, and I left Alpha Cyrus to lead the largest group of shifters. "Arrows!" I heard the shouts as soon as we opened the gate, but we came prepared. I nodded at Calvel, and he gave the order to our archers standing at the wall to fire. Our arrowheads were all dipped in silver with a saffron-aconite blend. We wanted to make sure they were equally deadly to shifters and vampires. It took us fifteen minutes to take care of the first line of their archers. As soon as their arrows stopped flying, our army entered the wasteland.

"No. Despite the drug used, this isn't a crime about sex. Which is what makes it so odd. I mean there are much better drugs out there to use to incapacitate a shifter. Like ketamine. Why use Rohypnol?" "So after the guy is taken down, what happens next?" "This is where it differs a little. We've come across three scenarios that seem to repeat with no specific pattern. In one, the shifter seems to commit suicide." "How can you seem to?" "Because how many shifters do you know that would use a blade to cut their own wrists to bleed out?" Not to mention, most shifters didn't usually kill themselves. Most who opted to end their lives did so in a violent fashion by going wild, literally, and findi

"Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!" "NO!" the girl screamed hysterically. Not long after, several nurses came and asked what happened. This is troublesome, so I point my hand at them and make time to stop around my client. "You'll definitely find me a terrible partner. Just let Cupid do it." She screamed. "Too bad, I just broke the wings of Cupid who was supposed to find you a mate. So that's fine!" "No, why did y

"Once Bunny and Pierre have been brought over, my personal house will be full. We will then step up our surveillance on Lacroix and work on expanding our out-of-house forces. But to recruit more help from the local populace, we need a show of strength here today." "Uhm, what's a shell walker?" Shamira asked. Sebastian moved to Shane's side before speaking. He wasn't trying to usurp the stage, but was just trying to avoid startling Shamira and getting decked again. "Shell walkers are insectoids that can take the shape of other beings. It's an imperfect disguise that even a regular human can spot; a hard and almost shiny skin is a dead giveaway. They can pass for whatever they're imitating if

Zack stayed still, listening attentively to Damien. “But, if the rejected ones succeed in making the ones that rejected them regret their harsh decisions, they have another chance to make it right. Maybe it was a mistake at first. Then, after time passes by, they realize they would go insane without their mates to anchor them down to earth,” Damien said, smiling as he turned to look at Zack in the dark. His grey eyes glittered through the harsh lighting. His friend knew that Zack was there all along. “And with that in mind, fair maiden, we can all agree that we only live for our destined ones, fated mates that had been decreed by the Moon Goddess for the legendary Shifters of Cyprus,” he sai

he shook his head in distaste, “I should be amazed she let you live.” It broke my heart to realize the odds that Vivian hadn’t let Margaret live were pretty high. My emotions were roaming everywhere. I felt sad that Lady Margaret-Jane Chapman had been the victim of the evil Lady Vivian Everhoust, but I also felt sad and confused to discover that I was a dead ringer for Margaret. Lord Duncan and Lady Margaret were childhood sweethearts and had almost made it to the wedding alter before he became the recipient of a vampire attack. More than once he’d held me close and sworn his undying love for me, but was it really me? Who did he see when he looked at me? Was I just a fantastic find to

Kael commanded through the failing comms. As the Iron-Kin's "Sanitization Drones"-sleek, multi-legged machines with laser scalpels-began to enter the city, the resistance gathered in the dark. Elara led a team of "Grounded" Shifters, covering their skin and fur with a thick, crystalline paste made from the Barrens' unrefined salt. When the Drones scanned the Salt-Armored warriors, they found... nothing. To the machines, the Shifters became invisible, as biological "black holes" in the sensor net.