Shapeshifter Oc Novels & Stories

I quickly asked, worried about my mate. Has she not returned since? "We haven't seen her, Alpha." My heart stilled as dread washed over me, perturbed that Alpha Sebastian or Stephen might have already taken Annabelle captive. I moved to turn my head and discovered that just like Trav and Jughead, I was also immobilized, unable to move, not even to lift a single finger. Cold sweat beaded my forehead. Shapeshifters are highly physical beings, if we can't move, we can't fight or protect ourselves.

, Hollywood had nothing on real life. Her stomach roiled at the sight. The shifter’s flesh trembled and took on the consistency of what looked like lumpy pudding as it bubbled, rippled, and moved to refit the shifter into a human shape. Muscles tensed and pushed against the liquid-looking skin. So much so that she could see when they snapped from its bones. Bones that snapped and jutted out in odd angles before they slid back into place with a grotesquely squashed sound.

The creature moved fast, twisting away at the last second, its claws slicing through the air where his face had been. He caught its arm before it could slip away, twisting hard. Bone gave under his grip, but the shapeshifter only laughed, the sound a low, guttural rasp. With a violent jerk, it broke free, slashing toward his chest. The claws caught the edge of his shirt, tearing fabric. Kael’s wolf surged. Heat rippled beneath his skin as his eyes burned gold. He fought to keep the change at bay, knowing a full shift here would be chaos. His movements grew faster, more primal, each strike precise and meant to end the fight quickly.

"It's too dangerous. If he shows, he'll be bringing those that back him, too. There's sure to be a fight. I can't protect you while I'm fighting my brother." I glare at him. "I won't need it, Ambrose. I've taken everything into account by hiding weapons around the room. I've had specialized armor made to protect against a wolf's bite. You aren't going to stop me from going." It's true. I'd been busy. While the king assumed I had been planning the pretty banquet frills, I'd really been plotting how to make the fight fair for me. I designed armor that is made from reptile hide (rumored to be dragon) that would allow me to move freely but also protect against the jaws of the shifters.

"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.

“Stronger than the others.” I didn’t react, my gaze never leaving its face. I knew what it was. I knew what it could do. And that was why I wasn’t going to allow it any closer. “You should have chosen a different form,” I said, my voice low, cold. “That one’s not going to work.” The shapeshifter smirked. “I thought you might say that.” It lunged at me, faster than I could react, its hands shifting into claws. I sidestepped, but it anticipated my move, changing shape in an instant.

A man shifting through reptilian shapes faster than I could track. "Earth-Bestia sends greetings," the wolf-bear-eagle-woman said. "I am Alpha-of-All-Forms. Our reality contains only shapeshifters. Humanity abandoned singular form during the Void War, embracing our animal natures completely. We survived by becoming too fluid for the Void to grasp." Aaron squeezed my hand. Through our Genesis Flame bond, I felt his curiosity and caution. "No singular humans at all?" Marcus asked, clearly fascinated. "None. We evolved beyond the weakness of static form. Every citizen of Earth-Bestia can shift into any animal, any combination, any hybrid state." Alpha-of-All-Forms studied us. "Your shapeshifter

Shaun asked meeting his eyes after taking the nutrients and chair, the anger in his eyes couldn't do anything to Rikko, but renege, following its movement even after placing the laptop back on the table and sitting on the window couch. “No, not an actual experiment because they can't afford to ruin such perfect body to be someone else” “But they're going to remove all your Omega's memories with a high voltage of electricity, of course side effects are pretty bad." “And if the Omega isn't strong enough to handle the shock wave, they will plant a chip in his memory glands to alter all his memories to someone else” Rikko talked, staring at the vastness of clouds. “Why would he do that!” Shaun a

The gore and disgusting face of a maslain with black tongue as long as half an arm in front of him as it choked him and just then, the realisation dawned fully on Azrael that this creature was A shape shifter. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××✌️

"But broken. Stuck between shapes." The being's eyes—the only constant feature—locked onto us with desperate hope. "Help... please... can't... stop... changing..." Through Compassion, Sarah approached slowly. "You're safe now. The sanctuary will hold you stable while you heal." *Analyzing damage,* Nexus reported. *Shapeshifter exposed to reality storm. Form matrix destabilized. Needs anchor point to rebuild from.* "I can provide that," Lyra offered, divine power offering stable template. But the shifter flinched away from her intensity.