Shifting Eye Method Novels & Stories

Lillah’s body still shook, on the cusp of a shift, “ I don’t think Neeri is in the mood to listen right now.” “That’s ok, we shall still try, you will have to practice at this.” He stroked her face. “Lillah, you have to step back while Neeri steps forward. Part of the issue is that you do not give way, the other part is that Neeri forces control. Look.” He picked a flower from the meadow. “When you shift you are turning every petal and the flower head individually to make it face the other way.” He demonstrated, destroying the flower in the process. “What you need to do,” He picked another flower, “is just turn.”

I asked, noticing that my voice had a smooth quality that I hadn’t had before. “It's all about focus,” Luna said, coming closer to examine my eyes. “Some wolves can shift partially for hours. Others lose it in just a few minutes.” She smiled as if she was proud. “But you did it, and that’s what matters. You showed you can control the change instead of letting it control you.” I could feel my eyes change, shimmering with a hint of gold. It was like trying to hold my breath—difficult, but not impossible if I concentrated.

He gave Jenny a wink. They walked off as I checked Cathy’s wound. It wasn’t fully healed, but she could shift back now. “All right, angel. It’s time. I know you’re scared ‘cause this is all new, but we shifters do this all the time. You’ll just have to catch up. To shift back, you need to close your eyes and think. Think about your human body. How you stand on two feet. Your gorgeous red locks.” I grinned. “Even between your luscious thighs. Think human, and you’ll just shift.”

"Mr. Kane, researching rare shifts? That's advanced stuff. Most students don't bother with these old texts." Ezra looked up with his usual cocky grin. "Just trying to stay ahead. Got any tips on forcing a stubborn wolf out? Hypothetically, of course." The librarian chuckled. "Hypothetically? Push the body hard, combine movement with mental focus. But be careful. Some techniques backfire. Why the sudden interest? You shift fine in track events." "Improving my game," Ezra said smoothly. "Thanks for the help." He dug deeper into the records, scribbling notes on old methods involving resistance and pain triggers. Time flew as he read about failed shifters who eventually broke through with help.

Shaun laughs. “Just pretend it's a staring contest, although you are allowed to blink I suppose. The first person to look away loses.” He explains. “Then why look away?” I question. “It's instinctive for Shifters to submit to those who are more dominant. If you are more dominant I'll look away naturally. I'm not sure if it works the same for you but there's no harm in testing.” I take a deep breath.

I tossed and turned. I could not get Sean’s words out of my head. Once again, I picked up my phone where I had written my notes. What I had thought would be a twenty minute talk turned to a two hour discussion. “When he gets anxious you will see a tweak on his right eye. His right hand will start slightly trembling. He will conceal it with his left…...” The conversation bled back into my mind.

Shirley asked, struggling to suppress her smile. "There is nothing wrong with my eyes so why would you call a doctor?" Zane asked, then he continued to give his best attempt at doing a puppy dog eyes "Are you really sure that there is nothing wrong with your eyes? You have been blinking nonstop for the past fifteen to twenty seconds and currently, you look like a cat that was hit by a moving train. I am going to call the doctor now to do a thorough checkup," Shirley said then she brought out her phone to pretend that she was actually calling a doctor.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"