Shapeshifters Books Novels & Stories

“Now they are working together.” The ancient enemy growled weakly. “THE TYRANT BREAKS WHAT ALREADY EXISTS.” “THE SHAPER BUILDS WHAT THE TYRANT WANTS.” Aria’s pulse spiked. “And we’re caught in the middle.” The Shaper suddenly lifted one hand. The air immediately answered. Not violently but rather, obediently. The broken terrain shifted. Realigned. Stone transformed and flowed like liquid into smooth, structured formations. The once jagged battlefield transformed into something eerily symmetrical.

I even slowed down the footage to confirm what I saw, and that was when the truth hit me Lucy can shapeshift. I had heard tales of shape-shifters, of course, we have the common supernatural which are the vampires, the witches, and the werewolves, but there are other supernatural that are just a few, and some that people had thought had got out of existence, part of those people are shapeshifters. These shape-shifters were master manipulators, they effortlessly controlled others to get what they wanted, so when the orders were coming together, they put up a plan to eliminate shape-shifters.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

“You keep say we. Who is we?” “We have a council of those who have been protecting you your whole life. It contains witches, warlocks, and shifters. Mainly wolves.” “Shifters? You’ve said that many times now. What are shifters?” “There are groups of people who can shift into certain animals. There are the wolves here, the bears in California, the birds in France, and the felines in Africa.” “Restore my memories,” I demand. “Davina.” “You took them away so you can give them back! Restore them now!” Uncle hangs his head in defeat.

“Tell me everything… from the very beginning, November James-Maximilian.’ His expression is hard, “Tell me who and what you are.” Shakily, November starts, quietly. “My kind, the shape-shifters, wolf shifters… our kinds had been in this world since the beginning of time… no one really can tell how we came to be, but we, the descendants of the Moon Gods were told… that, one day, one of the sons of the Moon God fell in love with a human. A beautiful woman of earth…”

"Strange how? I don't know what you mean. Can you tell me what's going on?" Wouldn't Carlie like to know. She could sense something odd about the scent coming off Ruth, something to do with those males. Had her sister stumbled upon some rival group of shape-shifters, one from the canine family? Craning, Carlie could see the handles of stretchers behind the line of naked chests. Who were they carrying? What did they have to do with Ruth? Forget more questions, though, Acat wasn't about to spill more of his precious secrets. "She has already said too much," growled her kitty, his eyes flashing. Oops, it looked like she'd found the end of his rope. "Chaob. You know what to do."

Augustin paused. She scratched her head nervously as she realized that she was attempting to explain to a pack of shape-shifters about the significance of shape-shifting. Well yeah, shape-shifting specimens have been a centre of attention ever since the world came into existence. Not just the wolf shifters, there are many such as lion, bear, cheetah, serpent, dragon, and many more. The first men who saw them attempted to catch and use them for their greedy needs. This made a lot of shape-shifters lose their lives and lessened their number. And to conserve their kind from getting endangered and to protect themselves, they blended among the human beings, living like them— normally.

Film coated my mouth and bile rose in my throat at the thought of my brother turning out to be as cold as my father… “Aurora, what are you doing out here?” I glanced up suddenly torn from my bitter thoughts, and breathed a sigh of relief seeing my best friend Cami headed in my direction. “It’s too hot to be out here when I look this good.” I chuckled, taking in her appearance, her hair was so blonde it was almost a blinding white- but her skin was a golden bronze. She was tall and muscular just adding to her already striking appearance. “Just taking in the scenery since in a few hours my entire life will change.” I fiddled with the hem on my plain white t-shirt. Tonight at midnight, I would

So how did they come to the caves after your family? “Some humans do. Indeed, there were times on earth when most humans knew. Many of the Norse and Saxon gods of legend are actually famous shapeshifters. The Egyptian pantheon too. Shapeshifters were often considered powerful sorcerers and advisors and held positions of power. But since Europe became Christianized, the shapeshifters realized it was better to remain hidden. Though there are still humans who know us, especially in supernatural centers like Crookshollow. Have you heard the stories about what used to happen there, the witch bonfires and hauntings and such?

The air smelled clean, the lights warm, the shelves tall and perfect. “Choose the book that pulls you,” the woman said. “It will tell you what you need.” She vanished into the shadows. I walked along the shelves. My hand stopped on one book, not because I liked it, but because something in me reacted. A strange pull. The title was old, written in faded ink:” The Nature of the Cursed: shifters of the Moon.” My fingers trembled as I opened it. Inside were sketches, human shadows twisted into wolves, claws emerging from the hands, glowing eyes in the darkness. I swallowed hard.