Shapeshifting Stories Novels & Stories

“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…”

Thankfully, salvation arrived in form of a fellow student who seemed to radiate confidence. “Actually, I’d argue that the earliest shape shifting legends in our world can be traced back to the ancient witches that had roamed the Kiltenbury even before the Moon goddess created werewolves.” She interjected, her tone confident and poised. “The first known shape-shifter was a female witch, Alana, who transformed into the shape of her husband’s lover in order to kill him for he cheated on her. The story of Lycaon is significant, but it’s not the sole genesis of shape shifting in our world. Besides, shape shifters do not exist anymore after the moon goddess destroyed the last of them after they in

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.

Shapeshifters. I think I've read some things about it from folklore. Like what its name suggests, they are creatures that can change forms, like how humans can shift to animals with supernatural attributes, like how monsters can take the form of humans they prey on. The most popular shapeshifters in books, I believe, are humans turning to wolves—not ordinary wolves, but usually giant wolves with extraordinary strength and have out of the world abilities. "What kind of shapeshifters are you?" "I don't think you need to know that part. What's important is, now you know that those two you see as victims are not innocent at all."

Shapeshifters, humans had written tales and myths about shapeshifters. Most tales are complete fibers like the sexual depicting of sirens, many had written them sexual beings, others even portray them as similar to mermaid, they could not be more wrong. Well, the are other truths about shapeshifters I have read in books, the most common one is how a shapeshifter’s life partner is decided for them by destiny, otherwise named mates. Annoying system I know, but it is more annoying when your mate is a different spice from you, I know of a story of a werewolf mated to a mermaid, or that one witches mating with vampires.

My heart pounds in my chest as I strain to listen, my eyes scanning the shadows for movement. And then, from between the trees, a figure steps out—its shape shifting and twisting as if it can’t decide what it wants to be. One moment, it’s a wolf, then a bird, then something entirely else. Its eyes, glowing with an eerie light, lock onto mine. A shapeshifter.

“/I asked my teacher whether vampires could turn into bats, the way they can in some stories. She said some vampires are shapeshifters. It depends on the bloodline. Different shapeshifting bloodlines can shift into different animals. Bats, or wolves, or rats. Turns out mine can turn into crows./” I hadn’t even known some vampires could shapeshift. I think about how easily they could spy on others in their animal form. Then I wonder if Shelley could come up with something that would detect them, and make a note to ask her. Not right now. I hope she’s asleep right now.

Chapter 35 In-between Ezekiels battle the tables had turned quickly on his sibling, as the tides often turn in battle. The third Ghoul, with a bloody, milky hole in its sides gave its last into killing or lashing out as much as it could. Two unfortunate Leopard Shifters laid in the dirt.....screaming, clawing at their chests or arms as the poison quickly branched across their veins and finally reached their hearts.

Their hands ended all wrong, and their eyes caught the moonlight like animals, burning with intelligence that didn't belong to their current bodies. A cold, focused alertness spread through me, sharper than fear. It was the predator's recognition of something demanding its full attention. "What are they?" I thought, pushing the question to Sky. "Shapeshifters," she replied. "Not wolves. Much older, and far less principled. They can be anything–beast, human, creature. Whatever serves them. Right now, they've chosen intimidation. That tells us a little about who sent them." The six spread out, forming a loose arc that blocked every exit without appearing to try. It was practiced, the movement

, she said like I should of known that. “I don’t know what that is” I said honestly. “I haven’t had much experience with them, so I can only tell you what my grandmother told me. My grandmother would tell me stories about them after we met Daniella. Apparently they are shapeshifters like yourself but instead of turning into a wolf she turns into a snake, or a snake like creature, I have never seen it, so I am not entirely sure what it looks like” she told me, I just nodded not really knowing what to say. There was so much in this world I had no idea existed, I had been so sheltered my entire life and I knew nothing of the outside world. For the first time since running away I felt a sense of