Shifter Romance Novels & Stories

The trouble is, she hasn't shifted often enough in recent years. To stay nimble, shifters must shift back and forth as nature calls. A shifter who stays too long in beast form, will forget how to become human again, and vice versa. Living with Minette, her hafling granddaughter who never manifested as a shifter, she wasn't able to run wild as often as she'd like. Especially when they were hiding in cities. Now, weak, hungry, and injured, it is even harder to call up the magic. Remember. Remember what it's like. She thinks about her first shift at puberty, the joy of chasing her sister through the French countryside. There.

she whispered. He reached out hesitantly. “Can I?” he asked. She nodded. His arms wrapped around her like a shield. She buried her face in his chest, letting herself breathe for the first time in days. --- The day slipped away in a haze. They didn’t talk about contracts or pretense—just stayed close. Fingers brushed. Smiles softened. It wasn’t perfect. But it was real. By evening, Damien took her hand. “Come with me.” “Where?”

“It’s pronounced i*-ne-ous, not i*-e-ous. Goddess bless, that’s a lot of questions!” “Well, I just really want to get it right for my Mates. They have been amazing and both of them have studied wolf culture where as I know practically nothing about dragon-shifter practices and courtships.” “That’s ok, I’ll help but you gotta slow down.” Kurt cracked his knuckles, pondering where to begin. “Choosing a rock for your Mate is very personal, it is not just tradition. Amongst all of shifter kind dragon-shifter’s have the most seamless bond between themselves and their counterpart. Most dragon-shifter’s can easily access their dragon and their dragon can easily access them. By that I mean that my d

He cut the intercom line, the room plunging back into a suffocating, silent stillness. Gabriel reached out, his long fingers turning the silver picture frame of his ex-wife back toward his center of vision, forcing his mind to accept the lie he was telling himself. He had set his mind straight. He didn't love the girl from the diner, and he never would. He was going to let them go. But the image of his little girl Maya was buried in his memory... ♥Lyra's pov♥ It was mid August. "If I have to look at another balance sheet before tomorrow morning, I am going to legally change my name and move to a deserted island," Katherine groaned, dropping her heavy leather backpack onto the floor with a lo

“But I don’t know what it means.” “It means,” Celeste’s voice was equally as breathless, “That I would bite you here.” Her fingers brushed on the unmarked side of her neck and Sally trembled, “while you cum beneath me.” “After you would be able to talk to me without words,” Celeste tapped her head, “you would feel what I feel, your pains would become mine. Your body would toughen to carry shifter young if you chose. It binds our lives together, Shifters live longer lives then Humans.”

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

My back arched violently, a scream tearing from my throat that sounded like tearing metal. Crack. My shin bones shattered. The pain was blinding. I convulsed, my legs thrashing, but Jax held me down. He didn't stop thrusting. If anything, he drove harder, his rhythm syncing with the breaking of my body. "Yes, little wolf," he panted, sweat dripping from his face onto mine. "Bear it." Snap. My ribs reorganized, cracking and shifting. My jaw unhinged with a sickening pop. It was agony. It was ecstasy. The pain of the transformation blended with the pleasure of his cock driving into me, creating a sensory overload that shattered my mind.

I had the feeling she was driving again just to avoid looking at me as she talked. “My ex is a shifter,” she finally said. “I dated him for close to five years, and it…it just ended really badly.” I let that sink in, silence swirling around us until I spoke. “So, you don’t want to be involved with another shifter.” It wasn’t a question, more of a clarifying statement.

The shifters boy went limp and his body dropped to the concrete floor with a loud thump . Aiden poked him with his leg to see whether or not the man was really unconsious or trying to fool him but even after slamming his foot against the unconscious body like one would hit a football , there was still no movements . The shifter was completely knocked out cold . But then he looked up almost instantly , there were total of eight and he only sent six down . The other two were not rushing at him - Rosalie ! Aiden cursed in his mind and swiveled around and almost at once chuckled at the scene in front of him .Rosalie was standing on top of a shifter , dislocating both of his arms as the shifter s