Shapeshifter Romance Books Novels & Stories

This guy was absolutely bat-sh*t crazy. The king continues despite my silence. "Shifters, like wolves, also have mates. They mate for life and share a strong bond with their mates. A shifter will know when he's met his." I have no idea where he's going with this. "I knew when I saw you, Hera," he says carefully. "What?" I say. "I knew you were my mate."

"Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies." She stared at the image drawn on the page, stunned when the paper seemed to shimmer and that of Mike Volka replaced the anonymous face. What on earth? She jerked so hard she nearly dropped the book and Mischief dug in her back claws to keep from falling off her lap. Jamie shifted the book on her lap, resettled Mischief and took a sip of her drink. Maybe she should be drinking wine while reading this, just to settle her nerves. Because the more she read, the more th

“Inspiration doesn’t wait. Besides, you say things too good to waste. Like the coffee brooding? That was gold.” He shook his head, a smirk tugging at his mouth as he ordered two coffees. We grabbed a corner table, Goose still stealing glances from half the café. “So, what’s this book about?” Ace asked once we sat. “Cat shifters,” I said without hesitation. “Epic romance. Sarcastic hero, rambly heroine, lots of claws and passion.” Ace raised a brow. “Sounds familiar.” My cheeks burned. “Coincidence.”

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Once we found supplies and shoved them in our bags, we decided that it was time to depart from the warmth and safety of the plane. The three of us slipped out of our clothing and shoved them in our bags to use later, giving each other privacy in the process. Of course I knew it was difficult for Vander and Darian to not sneak a peek at each other due to the mate bond, but I did not say anything. Instead, I allowed my body to shift as the bones separated and rearranged themselves to the form of my wolf, dusty and dark brown fur poking from my skin. I heard cracking from the other side of the cabin as the others shifted as well.

“Yeah a shape shifter tried to interfere with the mate bond. Thankfully, Lycans are immune.” “Yeah it says Vale also found her mate, because the shifter pissed off Vale and Vale shifted early alerting her mate. The shifter tried to fool Angela by shifting into Kells but Angela wasn’t fooled since Kells at 18 is totally different than Kells at 36.” I laugh. “So was the shape shifter pregnant or not.” She keep reading the book Vale sent. “Seems Pregnant, by Vale’s former Boyfriend. Thankfully not her mate.” “Damn that is a messed up situation.”

I also won't beg. I pick up one of the worn volumes and open it. In the beginning, there were two. In the beginning, one male, one female. In the beginning, no war, no famine. In the beginning, love. Within a short time, I'm enthralled. It's like reading a science fiction novel even though I know these events happened. This book is about their history. I stop myself. My history. It's told by a female Shadow Warrior named Nalista.

‘Think of me.’ Grayson sent out through their link when he saw her appear in the window to watch him drive away. What an arrogant prick, she thought, but thought of him all afternoon, anyway. Reading about her parent’s story made her re-evaluate her relationship with Grayson. Was kismet real? Were people, humans, shapeshifters, and witches fated to have one true love? Was there such a thing? I am a werewolf. This sentence was still hard for Brianna to comprehend, especially when she couldn’t shift independently.

The book was just in the living room on the coffee table. She graced me with a smile that dazzled me and left my heart fluttering. “I have a cheesy romance novel about dragons on mine.” “Dragons, you say.” My grin widened. “Yeah,” She blushed as she folded up the wrapper from her now finished sandwich and tucked it under her drink cup. “I like shifter romances.” “Maybe I can borrow it sometime?” I said, watching her cheeks heat up with a blush. “I don’t know, it’s a bit… Graphic.”

“I don’t need worship. I just need a date. Preferably one who can keep Damian from trying to ‘accidentally’ corner me for a chat about our tragic love story.” Mara finished the last of her drink and signaled for the check. “Calliope will pick someone good. Maybe someone ridiculously attractive. You know how many men go in and out of her place? It’s like a shifter parade.” She paused, eyes widening. “Imagine if she pairs you with one of those gorgeous wolf shifters she’s always talking about.” Lena choked on her cocktail. “Please. If she sends a seven-foot wolf warrior to the wedding as my date, I will literally die.”