Shapeshifter Mythology Novels & Stories

I reminded, raising an eyebrow at him. Faustus Griffith's POV Being a shapeshifter was what made me work as anything I wanted. It is both a gift and a curse, considering the dangers I end up in most of the times. None the less, I listen to my clients' strategies and go along with their task.

Poor Isaac was killed by this sickish monster. "So what are you then? A shapeshifter?" I inquired with a disgusted look. "That's close enough. You see all these crappy books and fairy tale bullshit has gotten the whole world mind warped about the true concept of what exactly is a shape shifter but darling I am the real deal. I'm the all powerful trickster Alectryon" he boasted with an evil smirk. In all I learnt about how to kill a shape shifted was they could only be killed by either ripping out their hearts which was a messy option and would require me using my magic which I couldn't risk doing, the other way to kill one was by staking its heart with a wooden stake and honestly that option

I wonder if this one has a story to tell. After a few days, the shapeshifter has recovered. It sits up, and I bring it some food and water. It eats and drinks, and then it looks at me, its eyes full of gratitude. It speaks, its voice deep and raspy. "Thank you for saving my life," it says. I nod, and I ask it if it would like to tell me its story. The shapeshifter hesitates, but then it begins to speak. "My name is Lycan, and I am an outcast among my kind. "Lycan tells me about the world of shapeshifters, a world of beauty and danger. They are creatures of the night, able to shift between human and animal form. They live in the shadows, feared and misunderstood by humans. Lycan tells me of t

As soon as they saw that the stores were closing, Candy used her locator gadget once more, and this time it was pointing out of town. “He or she must have left for the day, so let’s follow and see where they lead us,” said Candy. “Incidentally Candy, why is a shape-shifter considered a monster?” “For a shape-shifter to take on another form, they have to kill the original and absorb them into their being. So, every time they use a different person or animal, that person or animal is no more,” replied Candy. “Wow, to think I’ve been surrounded by this type of thing all of my life and had no idea,” said Dale.

I asked. She laughed a little at that. “A default face – I like that. Yes, they have a default face. They are manufactured creatures. Shapeshifters do not exist as a species. These are the only two and only because they are the result of the use of forbidden magic. However, one isn’t like the other.” I was hooked on every word. “How so?”

"This is the one." I took the book to one of the nearest tables that had a lamp attached to it. I opened it quickly, searching for the page which had listed its weaknesses. "Wait, that's the one." Ivan put his hand on the page before I turned the page again. I looked through it, reading the description. Cloudy Shapeshifters that have the capacity to shift into any living being and can take onto the resemblances of a dead person. They can take away the life of any being once they trap them in their circle of red lightning and dark suffocating clouds.

I do a french braid on my hair cause today is not the day I deal with my bangs. "You're ready"Mage quietly whispers before going back to his 'meditation'. Mage had told me to be a little careful about the shapeshifters, and even in my childhood days, the shapeshifters were often regarded as literal gods since they were the ones that had a slight chance of defeating the undefeated. Though Mage had reassured me that, it was true that they had gotten close, both of them knew that there is no way of defeating him. The shapeshifters went into hiding after the first war, they had cut off all ties between other creatures and had multiplied among themselves. To think that they were ready to give up

My thoughts twist again to my father. He knew I was a Shadow Warrior, and I haven't quite forgiven him for never confessing the truth. After reading Nalista's history, I understand that females don't necessarily change to their Beast like the men do, and there was no way my father or mother could have known I was a shifting female. And more weight falls on my mother's shoulders for raising me vegan. She knew it could hold back the change. Even Nalista mentioned it in her books. It was a common practice on the home planet. The females did not want their daughters turning as volatile as the male Warriors.

I was strongly beginning to contemplate killing him too. “It's not a demon” “Then what is it?” I asked. He waved his hand and it turned into a mermaid. “Anything. It could be anything it wishes to be. Hence the name, shifter” he explained. I stared in awe at it. “Are they dangerous?” He sighed. “Mostly” That got my attention. “Mostly?” I repeated. He nodded. “It depends on what their job is. They are vile creatures that shouldn't be trifled with but they are extremely loyal. It's either they're there to kill or they're there to protect but whatever path they choose…they stick to it” he said.

Chapter 35 In-between Ezekiels battle the tables had turned quickly on his sibling, as the tides often turn in battle. The third Ghoul, with a bloody, milky hole in its sides gave its last into killing or lashing out as much as it could. Two unfortunate Leopard Shifters laid in the dirt.....screaming, clawing at their chests or arms as the poison quickly branched across their veins and finally reached their hearts.