Shapeshifter Vampire Novels & Stories

~~~ Amaya "Among the supernaturals, there are different types. Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters, witches, angels, demons and, elements. They all have different characteristics and abilities." Who would've thought that we had such creatures living among us? "The one who attacked you was a shapeshifter. They are known to be able to imitate any living form. They can change and impersonate any living being on this planet. They can be very dangerous. You might be having a normal conversation with your mom one day but it could be a shapeshifter and you wouldn't even know." As he spoke to me, a little piece of my memory from that night came back.

But according to Jessie was a shapeshifter, taking on the form of Bernice. Shapeshifters are powered by the full moon. However, their powers are limited. If they use them too much at once, they won’t be able to shift again until they recharge under the full moon. Which was exactly what Cora was going to need to do if she wanted to continue being Bernice. “I still can’t get it out of my head…” Jessie breathed, her tone growing shaky. “One minute she was Bernice… and the next….” She paused to gather her thoughts. “It wasn’t Bernice. I knew something was weird about her…”

She shoved him against the opposite wall, bringing the stake up to his chest, but his hands pushed back against it. “I thought I was mistaken with your stench, but for you to be a Hunter, that just won't cut it.” His voice started to change as his features started to shift, his eyes sunk in slightly, his jaw thinning until his chin came to a point. She was horrified by what was in front of her. He didn't carry enough of the original Vampire's blood, so his body become deformed in the process.

Rynd growled, in his deep, gravelly voice. Into Kyle’s line of vision, upside down, came an imposing vampire, flanked by dozens of other vampires. He was bigger and meaner and uglier than Kyle had ever remembered. He must have been a foot taller than Kyle, with huge, black empty eyes, gleaming fangs, and a square, pockmarked face. He wore his thick black hair straight back on his head, braided tightly. “You bastard,” Kyle spat. “You shapeshifted into my mother.”

Darryl sighed a little bit before a nasty snarl escaped his mouth. “Shape-shifting Demons” He snarled. He had enough trouble on his plate already to deal with troublesome and silly creatures of the underworld. Shape-shifting Demons were big threats to the whole of the supernatural world. While vampires can only turn human beings to one of them at will, werewolves can only turn one human once in their lifetimes and that is if the said human being was their mate, Witches can only be born but demons? Those nasty creatures could turn every race at will, just one bite from them will turn anyone to one of them. Vampires, Witches, werewolves, elves, and shifters at large.

Tiffany laughed and said this was going to be fun. Little did she know that Ace was a part-shape shifter like his mom. They are not only able to turn into a wolf, but they can take the form of others, even their enemies if need be. So, when the vampire was talking to him, he shifted his eyes to copy hers, so her spell would not work. Instead, she would be coming on to him. Ace grabbed her by the face like he was going to kiss her again and snapped her neck, then pulled it off her body. When her body fell to the ground, Ace looked at her and said," Stupid bitch told you I wouldn't cheat on my mate.

Physically, I stopped being Diana Rivera the moment I stepped into this damn palace but inwardly, I can never stop being Diana and neither can I ever stop imagining myself stabbing King Nicholas Alexander's heart. How is that possible? Was I reborn as Renata Jose? Of course not, remember I'm a vampire and one of the advantages we have against humans and other lycanthropy is the ability to shapeshift, and transform their face. On finding out from the book that I could shape shift, I waited in front of the palace gate for a while as I sought out the perfect opportunity to go in. When I finally got in, I was lucky enough to overhear a lady wearing a palace maid uniform complaining to someone on

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.

Another supernatural creature that followed was vampires, with even more terms and conditions. "No, Alpha," Dash said firmly. "As far as I know, shapeshifters don't always need to kill their victims to transform. They can even render them unconscious while they're borrowing their bodies." While Thiery was mulling over Dash's words, his car arrived at the mansion. A Gamma hurried over to his car. "All troops are assembled and ready to take orders, Alpha Thiery," said the Gamma named Jackson. "What about Alkon? Has he returned?" Thiery asked, getting out of the car and heading straight for the hall.

I could give a pretty good guess as to what happened, but Nico was very upset once Xander brought it up. Which made me even more nervous. Nico stopped in the middle of the room facing away from me, his body trembling as he took in a deep breath. His head cocked to the side, eyes staring out the window. Something akin to a growl exited his throat before he whipped his head back and continued pacing. I was confused but just slightly relieved that he didn't even glance at me. Part of me wanted to hide, even though I knew hiding was a futile effort. Every sense that a vampire became enhanced once their transformation was complete.