Shapeshifter Demon Novels & Stories

He coughed hard holding his throat, eyes a bit watery. “An instant counter-attack huh?” “I should’ve killed you back then. Who knew they’d stumble into you” Odogaia’s eyes were different from before her pupils had completely disappeared. Mana overflowed around her body, trees danced as the ground shook from her presence. Fenrir smiled seeing how serious Odagaia had become. “Can a mere mortal like you defeat the likes of me? Fenrir the Devourer” he spoke laughing as he grew his body. Fenrir had changed forms once more, he had turned into a werewolf, his body turned extremely buff with veins popping out of his muscle, his teeth turned like a sharp saw, eyes filled with bloodlust and pointed na

Darryl sighed a little bit before a nasty snarl escaped his mouth. “Shape-shifting Demons” He snarled. He had enough trouble on his plate already to deal with troublesome and silly creatures of the underworld. Shape-shifting Demons were big threats to the whole of the supernatural world. While vampires can only turn human beings to one of them at will, werewolves can only turn one human once in their lifetimes and that is if the said human being was their mate, Witches can only be born but demons? Those nasty creatures could turn every race at will, just one bite from them will turn anyone to one of them. Vampires, Witches, werewolves, elves, and shifters at large.

“Yes Lucas, I heard one shapeshifter escaped from Raphael’s pack. He was wandering about our territory. I was a little surprised to hear about it this morning.” The shapeshifters were a mutation. They could transform to any form they desire, but only for an amount of time. They were dangerous because of this, as they used it for evil deeds. Lucas cast his head down. He couldn’t believe Devon had found out about this. He was supposed to report to Devon on the matter, but he was carried away with his mission. “I’m sorry, Alpha Supreme, this is my first time hearing about this,” Lucas admitted. “I saw someone suspicious earlier. Find out who that was and report to me on the shapeshifters case l

"Do try not to move too much while I do this and let me know if you feel a change coming on." Scouring Lexi's body and auric field, Agent tried to track where the energies could be that allowed him to change. It wasn't some demonic ability. Very few Demons actually maintained the ability to change form past their larval stages, adapting glamours for their jaunts topside. Shape-changing demons were usually very young and very weak, so they were not allowed out of the Underworld. Lexi was fully grown, and by the way he talked, well established outside of the Underworld.

As Felicia pulled out her tracker, the shapeshifter pushed her into the canyon. "Felicia!!!" The demon then took its original form and transformed into a giant demon with silver skin and claws that could extend at will. Edwin and Nathaniel arrived at the end of the mountain and saw Felicia desperately clinging to the mountain wall. "Help!" "What can we do?!" Meanwhile, Chloe and Karyn were facing the demon in their wolf forms. Alicia and Oliver hurried to find Nathaniel. "She's too far away. It would be too risky to reach her with magic," Edwin replied.

The demon was far too restless to emerge from the shadows to attack the cab driver. The man screams and stumbles back, but the demon, now resting in the man’s shadows, follows him. The demon’s real form is just like a shadow. It’s as black as darkness, with no eyes—just a big gaping jaw and sharp claws. Its gem rests on the ground where its body connects with the man’s shadow. I almost missed it if I haven’t looked twice at the spot. “HELP!” The man screams frighteningly and throws his empty can of soda to the demon. The only effect it had was to divert the demon's attention long enough for me to draw my knife and strike at the gem.

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.

The Priests. They despised us—especially Priest Achille. He had always looked at Elora and me with disdain, as if we were something filthy that had crawled out from beneath a rock. He believed we were Shades, a term used for shifters who were part demons. Shades were hunted in our pack, dragged out into the woods and killed before they could become a threat. No one knew for sure if someone was a Shade until they shifted for the first time. That's when the demon blood, if it existed, would reveal itself in the form of glowing red eyes and shadows for fur.

Dark hair fell in waves to his shoulders, framing a face that belonged in ancient legends, including short dark horns at the two sides of his face. But it was the shadows that still clung to him that made my breath catch. They moved independently, flowing around him like loyal pets, and I suddenly understood what I was looking at. Not human. Not witch. Something else entirely. A demon shape shifter. "You're the one," I whispered. "You've been watching me. Following me." He didn't deny it. "Yes." "Why?" The question came out hoarser than I intended. "What do you want?" Something flickered across his features...pain, perhaps, or regret. "That," he said, "is a conversation for somewhere safer.

She missed Richard and was worried about him. "How is he? Is he okay, after being paralyzed for so long by that evil shape shifter?" Noreen asked. "I heard that in order for a shape shifter to survive in the form they're impersonating, their original form must be rendered permanently powerless." "Yes, that's true. Eventually, when the original body becomes too weak, the shapeshifter takes complete control of it, and they can do anything they want, until the original body dies," Edmont said. "And at that point, the shape shifter can assume that original body for as long as they need to, even after they've impersonated another body, they can return to their permanently owned body."