Shifting Eye Method Novels & Stories

Flora I slog into a dense part of forest and remove my sopping clothes. I tie them into a small wet package that I can carry in my beak. My shifting powers are different than conventional shifters because I need words to start the process. I whisper the sacred words in my head that my mother taught me and her mother taught her. The world goes from blurry to crystal clear. In human form, without my glasses, I can see for miles if the view is unobstructed. Close up is another matter; all eagle shifters are far sighted when in human form. Shifting to eagle brings everything into focus.

I had to tilt my head slightly upward to meet his gaze. Then, slowly, I lifted my hands. My fingers trembled just a little as I reached up and gently placed the eyeglasses on his face myself, adjusting them so they sat properly on the bridge of his nose. And when our eyes met through the lenses, I saw his expression change. The eyes that had been squinting just moments ago widened in disbelief, his pupils shifting restlessly as if trying to make sense of what he was seeing.

— "Mr. Agasi is hereee!" The room turned silent as Mr. Agasi entered the room. Typical behavior of students. "Nobody is missing right? All present?" "Yes." We answered in synchrony. "Good. As I said last meeting, I will pair you up for our next enhancement. Shifting our eye color needs concentration in our mind. In reality, we don't need a pair or partner when shifting eye color. I just want you to have someone who will help you find out what's the easiest way or technique to shift eye color. Yes. There's a technique. I just found that recently, so I don't know if your parents knew about it. I don't mind who will first present me shifting their eye color. But of course, the first one will ha

Laylin did and slowly infused her aura into him and that is when both of their eyes flashed. “Okay! That’s it, it’s done.” Laylin withdrew at once and as she said she really could make sense of his words. “What did you say about shifting consciousness?” She asked as her curiosity got the best of her. Esmer tilted her head to better explain the method to her. “You see through his eyes and move his body at will. Though seeing through his eyes is a difficult process because you will have to faint in real life, it will be like shifting consciousness.”

The air shifts when our eyes meet. Floating there in the half-light, his eyes catch mine - then flicker, barely a breath off rhythm. Not warmth, not praise, but a flash of knowing, sudden and thin. Like I moved a piece where it shouldn’t be, on a board he swore he’d mapped long ago. A shift so small it might’ve been air. Then stillness returns, his face settling into quiet measure.

I tried to concentrate on staying calm again. I placed my hand over my belly protectively, while my other hand knotted in Ash’s shirt on his waist. I tucked myself as much as possible into Ash’s side and pulled my eyes out of his gaze and settled them on Ash’s face, but I could still see him in my peripheral view. “Shift your gaze if you want to keep your eyes in their sockets,” Ash threatened.

Of course, she’s gorgeous. “That was a great shift,” Greg adds, switching straight into instructor mode. “For your second shift, you two did really well. We’ll work on some meditation techniques to speed it up, and we’ll get you shifting mid-fight too. Eventually, you’ll be able to shift on the move like a pro.” He smirks.

His steel-grey eyes locked onto my face. I froze, my hand still hovering an inch above the table. For a fraction of a second, nothing changed. Then, I watched the subtle shift in his gaze, the slight narrowing of his eyes, the faint tightening of his jaw as his memory clicked. I froze, my hand still hovering an inch above the polished wood. For a fraction of a second, the entire universe seemed to stop spinning. Then, I watched the subtle shift in his gaze, the slight narrowing of his eyes, the faint tightening of his jaw as his memory clicked.

“Fine, let’s get this over with.” Jennie gives me a patient smile. “First, you need to calm down. Take a deep breath, clear your mind, and focus on shifting back. Picture yourself in your human form.” “Clear my mind, huh? Great advice for someone whose mind is currently a dumpster fire,” I said, above a whisper. But I close my eyes and try to follow her instructions. I take a deep breath, focusing on the image of my human self. For a moment, I feel like I would actually shift, but then the pain hits me like a truck. My muscles spasm, and I’m back to square one. “Dammit!”

She refuses to look at the truth. Suddenly, her body gives a violent, spastic shudder. The skin along her arms ripples, the dark shadow of coarse fur visible for a split second beneath her skin. She is trying to force the shift. I frown, locking my eyes on her twitching limbs. Adam, I send the words directly into his mind, using the link. Are we allowed to shift? Adam flinches where he stands at the edge of the ring, his head snapping toward me. His eyes are wide with surprise at the sudden intrusion in his head.