Shapeshifter Demon Novels & Stories

He picked another flower, “is just turn.” Enough talk, Neeri growled, forcing the shift. She wanted to run, smell the fresh air. Lillah screeched, falling to her knees. Skin began to stretch. Bones began to snap. “Lillah, calm down, push the pain to one side and just step out of the way, let Neeri take your place.” Gaz had seen many a shift. Alphas’ were fast; they tore through their own skin in an instant. The majority of the pack experienced a shift that took a couple of seconds; clothes ripped, a few bones broke and then they were in their other form but Omega’s experienced a slow and torturous shift. It could take minutes.

“It’s similar to your wolf. She lives inside you, doesn’t she? You feel her rise when you’re threatened, when you ache, when you want.” I didn’t respond, but the slight shift in my breath must’ve been answer enough. He nodded. “My demon form is no different. I carry it within. I shift when I need to. But unlike a wolf, there’s no split between me and it. There is no Elira and wolf the way there is no Ash and beast. I am my demon.” I swallowed hard. “So what am I looking at now?” He smiled. “The shape I wear when I don’t want people to scream.”

"Interesting. The blood of a guardian, a shifter spirit, and a human soul. All in one. A more filling meal." "You won't get anything," Siron challenged, walking forward. Every step felt heavy, but the weave in his chest provided strength. "You're going back where you belong." "By whose authority? Yours?" The Devourer laughed, a sound like grinding stones. "I am older than your civilization, man-child. I am the first hunger. I am the darkness before the fire. And I have been awakened." The entity raised his hand. Black smoke coalesced, forming a giant claw that swept toward the water guardians. Their watery dome shattered, flinging the seven spirits in different directions.

I made sure to use the same relaxed, casual form. “You shouldn’t have made up that story about being a demon.” He laughed. “There’s no such thing as a fat desire demon. Did you come hoping to find a shapeshifter boyfriend? Maybe an incubus or concubus is more your taste? I’m gonna send you home before you distract our people more with your stories.” He growled. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He was telling the truth. That’s what he actually thought. I didn’t mind.

Achilles nodded to Helga encouraging her to explain. “Well, with the help of our Queen and Prince Achilles, we learnt that, Dhampirs that happen to have familiars often have differing abilities, for example, the ability to partially shift and they are able to access abilities that are normally exclusive to their familiars,” Helga explained. Seraphina nodded slowly in understanding.

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

But my mom just smiled. “That’s my girl.” I smiled proudly. “But what is that?” She picked me up and walked over to her bookcase, she pulled out a really old book and opened it. On the page was a man with horns on his head and a long tail. “So, a demon is usually a very strong being. One who will use tricks and magic to punish anyone who makes them angry. Many people are afraid of them, because they are really strong and don’t show mercy to their enemies.”