Shapeshifting Demon 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 his shock gave way to a wan of smile which was more sinister and dangerous than the shock. He spread his hands and his long black villainous jacket began to form a crevice and rip apart. His body cracked and sinews moved. His fingernails narrowed into saber claws. They were large, hairy, and dangerously clawed hands of a beast. He bent like an animal and headed into the woods. ‘A werewolf?’ Jesse asked, wide-mouthed. ‘ But it is almost dawn?’ ‘ Don’t be so dumb’ Jake snarled ‘ he is a demon. Alvaro is very lucky that he did not, as he normally did on several occasions, come here alone. Take care of Alvaro while I take care of him!’

Even sound vanished. His eyes darkened into pitch black. His skin turned obsidian, horns curled from his scalp, and a thin tail swayed behind him. Not the same demon from before—his aura was different, darker. “You’re Paimon’s contractor,” he said, voice low and smooth. I tried to pull away, but his grip was firm. “I don’t know who that is,” I lied, pulse racing. He chuckled. “Would you prefer to be mine instead? I can give you everything he didn’t.”

Abruptly, my body goes limp as the white-cloaked demon releases me from its torturous grasp, tossing me to the ground like a piece of unwanted garbage. “Tell me, All-mighty mother. What is it that you saw?” The Shapeshifter eagerly asks. The white-cloaked demon is a she? “She is ripe and strong enough to breed with.” “So the prophecy was right.” Excitement laces his words. “A strong female with chestnut brown eyes will be bought to me to bear my double offspring?” A whimper escapes past my lips as I continue to drown in a sea of darkness. The ringing in my ears slowly starts to subside, and I curl into a fetal position while my core violently trembles with terror and agony.

“They’re happy. They’re not suffering, and they don’t have any troubles. “They only belong to me. “This is art! It’s perfect art!” He was completely insane. It was completely inhumane. He had turned these young women into his personal toys. I looked at those young women. They were only in their early twenties. Their lives were just starting. However, they were trapped in this dungeon. I recalled what Charlie had said. “The pretty lady fell asleep after the jab, just like sleeping beauty.” It turned out that this was what he was referring to. I felt very sad. I was sad for these young women and this despicable world.

"You would betray your friend just to compete with her. Why should I believe you?" Elodie collapsed. I, meanwhile, was already counting down the minutes until night. When Lucien left, I called after him, "Can I come early?" This time he laughed softly, finally believing I was truly interested in him. "Of course. Come find me." With those words, I waited until he had gone and slipped over early. The moment I pushed open the door, I saw him behind a thin curtain, the full force of his demonic true form barely concealed. His dragon body was powerful, marked with black scales.

" Iris paid the price and Felicity began pouring things in the cauldron. The old woman closed her once and chanted a spell. She began shaking and after few minutes she came back to her senses. "The only way to defeat the Southern demons is to combine the two souls. Those souls are your werewolf spirits. I assume you haven't consumed the mating process yet so you must complete it. The Blood Wolf values the mating process and both of you will become the strongest force we'll ever see. As for the ritual of the demons they wanted the blood of a true Blood Wolf royal. The mating process is the only way to replenish the powerful blood in your body. Those demons wanted to use the royal's blood to g

Chapter 27: Talk She wore her troubled past like scars- she had been through battle. And though no one could see her demons they could see the face that conquered them. *************** My head throbbed painfully and I found it difficult to open my eyes. I could hear voices arguing. "Why should I even trust you? You're probably a psychopath who resembles her deceased brother because of some weird coincidence!" "For the last time, I am her brother!" "You're an ever bigger asshole if that's true! How could you abandon her like that? You coward! Do you even realize what you put her through? She almost got killed because for you!"

Achilles nodded to Helga encouraging her to explain. “Well, with the help of our Queen and Prince Achilles, we learnt that, Dhampirs that happen to have familiars often have differing abilities, for example, the ability to partially shift and they are able to access abilities that are normally exclusive to their familiars,” Helga explained. Seraphina nodded slowly in understanding.

He blinked, as if in both shock and yet, nothing else but this made sense. I leave him to his thoughts, scanning his surroundings instead. "Now that we have come to an understanding, it is clear to me you can not shift because ..." I cock an eyebrow at the crumbs that surround him and the half-eaten cake, which is more or less two times larger than he is. Faeries are not like we wolves. They have no stubborn restless beasts that share their bodies. They shift with magic, reshaping themselves. He gasps, "Are you calling me fat?!"