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Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood. I gripped my bag tightly and probably didn't have the time to breathe. For some reason, she smelled so good, like bacon after a long hike. She staggered like an injured deer. She was the prey, I was the predator. ~~~~~~ Just like grades in the high school system, Vampires are hierarchical, from the most powerful and unstoppable down to the less powerful and easily tamed. The first in the order of hierarchy are the; BLACK–eyed Vamps, the darkest. Followed is the RED–eyed Vamps, the most raging, then BLUE–eyed Vamps, the peaceful.

Yeah, Raven thought, looking over the curve of Shadow’s back, the muscles that stood out on his arms, and the bronze of his skin against that bright, bright pink lace, maybe there was something to this sub thing. Vixen opened the door. The handle was hung with a sign on the handle: “Change-room.” Inside was a standard small room, three by three, completely empty except for a row of hooks on the wall on which hung an array of clothing and bags, under which were arranged shoes in every size and gender. Most of the shoes were sneakers, and the clothing was ordinary street wear. This was the room in which average joe transformed into a sex slave, he realised, if he was too shy to walk in his gea

“The Blood Ancestor has the power to rip holes in the space between our worlds. He does not fear sunlight or silver. He is the strongest of us… And he blames the church for the loss of his bloodline in the human world.” He went still, and I glared at him. “Your church stands no chance against him.” Mark glared at me. Then, looked at Vash. “She was going to turn anyway… With your bastard growing inside her.” I let him go. “Maybe, but that would have been a gradual change, not like this. Her mind will not make it. The Trinity you loved will be lost forever, consumed with the need to feed, and he will turn her lose on whatever target suits him.”

Behind him, Damien was breathing heavily, his claws dripping with fresh blood. They had come for her. "You shouldn’t be here," one of the Elders sneered. "You cannot stop what is already in motion." Luca ignored them, his gaze locked on Eve. "Are you hurt?" Eve’s throat tightened. She didn’t know what to say. She wasn’t just physically trapped. She could feel something inside her changing. "You cannot take what belongs to us," the Elder declared. "She has already begun the transformation." Luca took a step forward, his growl deep and threatening. "Like hell she has."

Eve asked, speaking for the first time. "Miss Chen," Dr. Thorne's voice softened slightly. "Transformations are rarely peaceful. Your body will be fundamentally restructuring itself. Pain, confusion, possibly hallucinations or loss of control are all common. In some cases, the person transforming lashes out at anyone nearby. It's not intentional, just a survival response to extreme trauma." "So I might hurt Mrs. Blackwood," Eve said. "Or you. Or anyone trying to help me." "It's a possibility I need to prepare for," Dr. Thorne confirmed. "Which is another reason why having your bonded mates present would be ideal.....you'd be less likely to perceive them as threats. But yes, there's a risk to

Chapter 36: Onwards Corinna looked exactly like Venom. The potion was for shapeshifting. “Say something,” said Hayden. “Something,” said Corinna uncertainly but it came out in Venom’s lilting baritone. “You sound like him too,” said Titan in amazement. “So this potion could be used to turn into other people too, not just Venom,” said Corinna in Venom’s voice as she furrowed her thick manly brows. She got up and gazed at herself in the looking glass. She was enjoying being taller and stronger. She wondered if she could shift. Venom had been a werewolf.

Xavier's gaze shifted away from him just as Shaykh's did. "The other two are Transformation followed by Fusion," Shaykh said tersely, answering Evelyn's question. Evelyn's mind was awhirl with confusion and suspicion. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice laced with uncertainty. Shaykh took a deep breath before answering. "Someone is trying to transform you into a demon...and is prepared to merge with you."

“Is this her?” “Yeah. I have a feeling she was drugged. Are you able to see what she was given?” Shelby nods and walks towards the bed. “It won’t take too long,” she says, before she raises her hands over Verena’s body. Her eyes widen and the glow from her hands dissipates before she turns to me with a worried look on her face. “She’s been given a drop of henbane, and normally it shouldn’t affect shifters like this, but…” Shelby trails off, shaking her head. “This woman has recently committed taboo and is in the process of losing her wolf and becoming … human. That’s unheard of!”

“She just called me. I convinced her to come back to my place, but she said she didn’t want to frighten me more. You saw her at your work a few times… is it truly horrific? How?” “It’s not horrific per se, but she probably has blood all over herself. I mean, she had been fighting vampires and goblins all night, so she must be looking like a serial killer or something.” “Did you know about Cheetah?” “Yeah, I knew. She can transform into a black panther, but it’s not a practical form if she needs to walk around town without being seen, so she learned to transform into a miniature version, and well… that’s Cheetah. I think it’s your friend Victoria who started calling her like that when she’s i

"Survive the transformation. Control your first shift. Show your worth to the pack." The rules were simple and brutal. Only one would survive. The others? Eliminated. Not killed but broken. Stripped of pack status. Worse than death in their world. The first initiate, a wiry girl named Harper, began her transformation. Her bones cracked audibly, her screams piercing the night as her body shifted. Fur sprouted along her arms, and her hands morphed into claws. But as the transformation progressed, something went wrong. Her wolf form wasn’t normal—it was larger, more monstrous. Her fur was pitch black, and her eyes glowed a sickly green.