Shapeshifter Vampire Novels & Stories

When I can finally breathe again, I see the female crawling on the bed, completely naked. “What the fuck?!” I say, my voice hoarse from my throat being ravaged. “This is Pilar, angel. She’s a shapeshifter. She’s going to take the image of your old mate out of your head and shift into him,” Lucifer croons to me, moving so that he’s behind me. I feel the oil pouring down my asscrack, but I can’t pay attention to that. My eyes are all on the shapeshifter in front of me.

he whispered, pointing to a dark alleyway. I noticed a group of shapeshifters exiting the alley, their bodies changing from their human forms into wolf-like creatures. "What was that?" I asked, still shocked. William looked at me, a mischievous smile on his face, before explaining, "Those are cenuth vampires. They're a shapeshifter clan that only comes out at night. It's not often that outsiders get to see them in action." Before dinner, we spent some time preparing for the evening. “Vampires live on blood alone and fancy dinners are just a networking tool for them,” William explained to me. “But they also understand the importance of having a good time and enjoying themselves.”

“Some of us are just chosen, and others... well, others like me, we make choices.” "What the fuck are you, Zara?" She hissed at me. "I'm a shape-shifting vampire, if you must know." She stood, glancing towards the cave entrance. "But enough chit-chat, Asher might take a while before he gets here, but he'll be here. I can't wait to see how he'll tear into your bones." No. The second of a fated mate can die after their mate is dead..." a sentence from the werewolf book came at me.

Nadja said as he pressed the button to speak to the terrified shifter. When the Elder looked at the screen where his vitals would be shown, he gasped when he read what the shifter was. A cheetah/Vampire hybrid. As they continued on, they realized a cheetah wasn't the only thing they had. Werewolves, elves, dragons, cheetahs, tigers and bears. They had almost everything, including a fairy.

Though the response soothed Zaramanni's worries, she noted that the voice she had just heard wasn’t like Gavin’s which was majorly sweet despite the deceit and wickedness the guy had inside him. The voice she had just heard was the type that would haunt a person’s sleep. Spine-chilling and intense, it was the kind of voice that would audition to be in a hardcore horror movie. Of course, it would get the role. “Then, who are you?” Zara questioned. “A shapeshifter,” he replied, a touch of indifference in his tone. “I am an assassin and a creature of the dark.” ”A shapeshifter… You are the one that has been trying to kill me.” Zara’s left eye began to twitch. “Show me your real face.”

Carl stated looking at the paintings hanged up on the walls. "Yea. He owned this whole place" Joyce had taken a seat on the couch as she sighed in stress over the event that had occured today. "So Valerie, mind telling us how you met that dude? And please before then, how was he able to transform himself back to another body? Is that not some sort of spell?" Levi had his hands up on his chin, contemplating the whole scenario. "Yea he isn't human neither is he a sorcerer. He is the definition of what I call a shapeshifter. He is able to transform into anything you can possibly think of including a wolf" everyone sat in amazement.

And it would not be long before his good looks would change once again. After my Council punished me, Paul left me in order to find a way to become super-enhanced so that he could protect me as well as our new vampire family. When he returned as a Lycanthrope, a shape-shifting werewolf, he had succeeded in his quest. His coiffed good looks were forever gone, replaced by a hardened, wizened shifter whose body bore the scars of the abuse he had sustained at the hands of those who had changed him.

"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.

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.

I can’t picture wandering with them in the same world; thankfully, their realm is different from immortals. Turning the page where it discussed shapeshifters prevented me from finishing the chapter on vampires. It reminds me of my dream in which I saw wolves, and I know they weren’t just regular wolves. They were werewolves. The Shapeshifters. Werewolves are individuals that possess the ability to transform into wolves. Their wolves are twice as large than an average wolf. They are quick and strong, whether in human or wolf form. The size of their wolves dictated where they belonged in their packs.