Shifters Novels & Stories

They had a slower healing process unlike the Alpha's and betas and their wolf form was usually very weak. As fof shifters. Shifters was the umbrella term for any creature that can transform from the human form into any animal. They were different kinds. The most dangerous ones were the ones that possessed the ability to take the shape of more than one animal. They were harder to kill and they hated werewolves. "Any questions?" Alice asked after her explanation. There was complete silence for a while from both Tim and I. We were both too stunned to speak. Tim looked like he was thinking about every unexplainable case he's encount

A connection to something older than memory. "You nervous?" Adam asked Sandra softly. She shook her head, watching as a group of teenage shifters began to shift one by one, clothes falling to the grass like petals. Limbs cracked, bones reshaped, fur burst forth in waves of color—tawny browns, silver-blues, ink-black coats shimmering beneath the rising moon. The transformations were fast, almost elegant in their brutality. In seconds, wolves stood where humans had been, tails wagging and eyes sharp with joy.

A chill scraped down her spine. Ronan bared his teeth. “Wolves.” Kiera tensed instinctively. She knew the word. She’d heard it whispered by Hunters during training cycles. Not animals. Shifters—like Ronan, but different. Lean. Fast. Engineered by someone different. Obedient to someone worse. And they never traveled alone. A second howl joined the first. Then a third. Then a chorus. Ronan’s breathing quickened—not in fear, but in readiness.

A strange mix of excitement and dread hung thick in the air. After nearly two hours, I was inside the meeting hall, and every alpha had shown up. Every single alpha from the southern half of Florida had come. Some from smaller packs arrived alone, while others from bigger groups brought two or three elders or high-ranking members along. Florida was a stronghold for wolf shifters, and about ninety percent of the men there were wolves. There was also a small group of panther and bear shifters. Leo’s cousin Eliza pointed out a grizzled older man who was apparently the alpha of a gator shifter clan, one of the rarest kinds. It still

"You're observant for a southern runaway. No. A good portion of the Remnant carry the blood of the Ghost-Shifters. A lineage the high houses tried to purge decades ago." "Ghost-Shifters?" I murmured. "An anomaly in the bloodlines," Edith explained. "Standard werewolves value the full shift, the crushing weight of the jaw, the brute strength of a four-legged beast. But Ghost-Shifters possess a partial-turn ability. They don't become full wolves. Instead, they manifest traits mid-combat, which is a sudden lengthening of claws, an unnatural density in the bone, a phantom speed that makes them look li

He was supposed to be dead. She was never supposed to find him. Twenty-four years ago, five-year-old Malakai Montgomery, heir to one of the most powerful werewolf packs, vanished without a trace. Now, he lives under another name. Nikolai Vance is a successful CEO with no memory of his past, no knowledge of his true identity, and no idea that the pack he came from is still searching for him. Until an accident leaves him badly wounded and in the care of Marianne Sinclair, a veterinarian's assistant and his former high school classmate. She thinks she's treating an injured wolf. Until she discovers he's a shifter. And worse... He's her mate. When Nikolai's true iden

I could not get specific details. I remember the color of her eyes, an emerald green, the color of her hair, light brown hair, her face shape was that of Liz's. The rest was long gone from my memory. I missed her. None of us knew what type of shifter Arisa would be, but we attempted to gather as much information as we could on shifters. Shifters can shift into any one animal. They do not entirely lose themselves to the animal. They still can think rationally and change into an animal or back to a human as they please.

“Well, there is Dominik; the Ascendant. Michelle; wolf shifter. Bethany; dragon shifter. Luke; lion shifter. Darren; bear shifter. Jacob; fox shifter. Lily; tiger shifter. Nigel; cougar shifter. Keira; coyote shifter. Helena; leopard shifter. Ian; cheetah shifter. Then of course there is Cade, leader of the Elysians. They are teleporters and telekinetic. I won’t be able to lie.” “There are that many shifters?” “Yes. We live in a small corner of the world.” “How long will it take them to get everything arranged? For the others to arrive?” “Who knows. All I know is that they will all be there, and it’ll be Aurora who comes to collect me.” “Does Rafe know it will

“And what are shifters, by the way?” “They are human-animal hybrids. They look exactly like us, but they are not humans. They can shift themselves into animals.” “Is that even possible?” she asked sceptically. “I haven’t seen one transform before, but I have a feeling—” he trailed when he noticed T-Murek standing at the entrance, listening in on their conversation. His height and body structure were threatening—even to Derik. Feeling threatened, he quickly pulled out his gun and pointed it at him. “Who the hell are you?”

I hadn't even finished a whole row yet. Some stuff is repeated but this book is by far my favorite. It's solely about bear shifters. Bear shifters are the most loyal type of shifter. They would lay down their lives for the ones they are to protect without a single thought. Thats terrifying. I don't want Dom to die because I might. Even though he would probably fight me on it.