Shapeshifter Oc Novels & Stories

The sound startled him; he couldn’t remember laughing aloud. "Very funny, Zendedari. I’m so glad you find this amusing. Those people actually formed themselves out of fog, like something in a movie." She gave a punch to his arm for emphasis. "Explain it." "Shape-shifting is easy once you are strong. When I said we run with the wolf, I meant it literally. We run with the pack. We can fly with the owl and become the air." He pushed back the wet hair framing her face. "Why is it you are not cold?"

I rubbed my shoulders, trying to work out the muscle that just clenched up. Kat pursed her lips together before shrugging. “We don’t really know. All shifts are different. Depends on the person. Alpha’s tend to be explosive where as Omegas tend to slip into their wolves. With you, it’s even more in the air. Being this old…and having it be held back rather than just naturally you shifting this late…there is a lot of things that could happen.” I nodded and didn’t say anything. It was a bit disconcerting not knowing what was going to happen. Knowing your in for pain but not knowing if and when it would hit. At the very least, when dealing with my father, I usually insighted it with my big mouth

the doctor said, and it was my time to frown. That didn't make any sense at all. “What do you mean?” I asked immediately, and Loreta looked at the doctor with wide eyes. That gesture worried me. “I mean, these are normal values for a shapeshifter who is about to make his first shift,” the man said, and Loreta shook her head immediately. This has to be a fucking joke, I thought with horror. “Shapeshifter?” I asked in disbelief. “That's impossible.” “I think maybe your devices are out of whack,” Loreta said hurriedly, in an attempt to deflect the conversation.

After her return, Clavier let her take a few weeks to recuperate. "I must've forgotten to bring my phone," Clavier said apologetically before resuming to look at the specimen underneath the microscope. "What brought you here?" "There have been shapeshifters' sightings in the fourth realm," Stefano said. "That's where Mira and the others are. I'm sure one or two shapeshifters wouldn't be a problem for the demon wolf. Brandon is doing well in his mission." "Shadow was one of those shapeshifters."

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

She pulled over a basin of water and submerged my hands in it, scrubbing them while I murmured things that not even I could understand. I must have been in shock. It was only when Lina shook me by the shoulders that I focused on her and realized she was talking to me, and that it seemed urgent. "My lady, how did you know he was a Shapeshifter?" "What is a Shapeshifter, Lina?" I asked, making a great effort to control the tremors in my own voice. "Beings that change shape, as long as their victim is the same size. My lady, how did you know he was a Shapeshifter?"

A low, keening wail escaped her lips. Suddenly, a dark shape materialized before us . It was a shadowy figure, but it didn't remain static. It began to shift and contort, taking on various forms. One moment it was a towering figure with glowing red eyes, the next it was a serpentine creature with scales that shimmered like black diamonds. My grip on Ava tightened. "What is this thing?" Shirer's voice was low and urgent. "It's a shape-shifter, a creature born from darkness and chaos. It's a harbinger of the evil that's coming.”

It was almost as if Octavia had become Andrea herself. Despite her skill, however, maintaining the form was not easy – it demanded a great deal of energy and could not be sustained for long. Octavia knew that after twenty minutes at the most, she would have to recharge for at least a week before attempting to shift her shape again. It was a delicate ability, one that demanded all her concentration, focus and dedication. But none of that mattered to Octavia. All that mattered was getting Andrea out of her way and securing her dominance once again. With her skill of shape-shifting, she felt confident that nothing could stand in her way.

God knew how much she was hurt. What had I done? But, the next moment, Vitoria turned into her energy form. When she came back to her physical form, there wasn’t even a scar on her body. My jaws hit the ground as I watched this transformation. “I am alright, Alex. There is no need to worry. When Golden Shifters are hurt in their physical forms, they can change to their energy forms. Since energy forms don’t have a physical form, all the injuries heal on their own.”

"The Shapeshifter demon lives among you and just like you was a werewolf who sold his soul to the demons for power, if you noticed he isn't always present whenever there's an attack. He's a friend in disguise constantly leading you to fake clues, so as to keep you blinded. His aim is revenge, kill our watchers, Alpha's, Beta's and then rule over all creatures. He is evil and isn't to be trusted, no one is it" She murmured, as goosebumps crawled up my skin. I didn't even know which of the hints to take, but the third cue definitely sounded like a hint; Revenge and Power, the only two things that could make a man go crazy. And if there was anything the first and second cue made me seduced was