Shark Humanoid Novels & Stories

"Our ancestors, fearing the greed of the werewolves, secretly researched a potion that could give them the power to fight against werewolves in a short period. It was our only way to level the playing field." He and Jake held their silver guns, the very weapons that had been developed to combat creatures like me. I couldn't deny that their motivations were driven by a desire to protect their kind, to prevent the past from repeating itself. But I couldn't back down now, not when Sophia's safety was at stake. I had to protect her, no matter the cost. "You can't blame me for the actions of the past," I said, my voice firm. "I am the Alpha of the Shadow City, and I have never harmed humans. We c

"It's literally sucking the warmth out of the world." "And look who is holding the leash," I said, my deep sight locking onto the massive shadow hovering directly above the parasitic node. It wasn't a Leviathan. It was too perfectly formed, too humanoid. Hovering in the crushing black water was a figure roughly the size of Torin's hybrid form—eight feet tall. But it wasn't made of shifting water or jagged rock. It was clad in a sleek, seamless suit of armor made from the translucent, indestructible shells of deep-sea crustaceans and pitch-black abyssal pearl.

The light hit the walls, and the breath died in his throat. Row after row of glass tanks lined the hall. Inside, things that weren't human and weren't wolf floated in murky fluid. One creature had a shifter’s snout but rusted steel plates bolted directly into its skull. Another had human fingers replaced by jagged titanium needles. "Jesus," Aradaa breathed. He stepped closer to a tank. "Malrec wasn't just killing us. He was building something."

Is that Koray? The wolf nods and I know. I still haven't moved from my spot and was searching through them when I spotted a familiar large black wolf with green eyes. He steps up from the group and his body changes. He winces as his body shifts from a wolf to a human being. I gawk at the naked sight in front of me. I'm drunk without drinking! Koray, no, Xavion is chuckling again at my thoughts and I scowl. Every wolf looks at the naked man with confusion, probably wondering why he is laughing to himself.

Right before he ate both of them. The Human started heading in deeper. A little slower than A.C. would have liked, but it was progress—to both a gargantuan meal and one hell of a reputation. He didn’t know the last time a shark had gotten a Mer. “You really know where Angel is?” Heh. He’d hooked the little sucker. “You betcha.” And then the sucker stopped. Two more feet, and his two feet would be A.C.’s. “I dunno.” Gods save him from creatures with a brain—which would be why he put up with Abby. What that shark could do with only two brain cells…

Although it is difficult to conquer all evil people, he is ready to associate with people who want to destroy it. "What's happening?" Hunter asked as the boat they were on suddenly moved. Even Andrius who was in the other boat felt the movement under the water. Its impact was so strong that it seemed as if anyone meant to move the boats where they are now. The boat they were on was large and unusual, so it could not be moved by mere humans. "Don't tell me there's a shark in this area? Even though I am curious about how they look up close, I don't want them to just eat me." Vanessa said while looking at the water.

And every time I did, I could feel the knots beginning to loosen themselves up until I could finally separate the two and momentarily push the whale’s thoughts back in order to give General Hazhar the reigns for a moment. His physical metahuman body finally stopped struggling that Byron and Skyr loosened their hold on him. ‘Son?’

"If this keeps up, the planet will literally shake itself apart into a cloud of dust!" The First Contact One of the geometric shadows descended over Oakhaven. It was a monolith of shifting obsidian and gold, identical to the Shards, but a million times larger. A beam of white light—the same light that had "harmonized" the world—shot down, hitting the center of the Conservatory. From the light stepped a figure. It wasn't human. It wasn't a wolf. It was a humanoid shape made of shifting, liquid mercury, its face a smooth mask of perfect symmetry.

"Nothing—I can't swim. I can't…." He sensed her confusion, and Stralath wondered for the hundredth time—did they have the wrong target? From what the NIRL knew, the fisheri species were masters at camouflage and took shapeshifting to another level. Capable of disappearing into complex terrain or taking on the form of any species in the universe meant that Stralath was at a disadvantage. His kind—the Nukharang—had excellent shapeshifting abilities, which took years of training and needed technological assistance. An implanted device in his shoulder allowed for shape adaption—his current human form.