Shifting Games Novels & Stories

I might as well have some fun. "I'll tell you if you promise not to get an inferiority complex," I said sweetly. I ticked off the names my favorite celebrities. "Nate Reynolds, Asher Donovan, Rafael Pessoa..." Dante looked unimpressed. "I didn't realize you were such a big soccer fan." Asher Donovan and Rafael Pessoa both played for Holchester United in the UK. "I'm a soccer player fan," I corrected. "There's a difference." I'd watched a total of three sports games in my life. l'd only mentioned Asher and Rafael because l saw them in an ad campaign yesterday and they were fresh on my mind.

"Because I wanted to see if the girl who stole my encryption keys still had the courage to look me in the eyes without a piece of carbon fiber between us." I looked down at the knife clattering in the shadows, then back up at his face. The power dynamic in the room was shifting violently, a high-stakes chess game where every move threatened absolute destruction. I wasn't the broken bird anymore, but he wasn't just a warden either. We were two predators locked in a concrete box, and the first one to blink would lose everything.

I explained. “Okay, well, um, how about shift? That’s definitely not something that I would normally say during sex. So if I say shift, what happens then?” she asked curiously. “The activity in play will stop immediately, and then you can tell me if we just need to do something differently or if we need to stop completely. Are you ready for the games to begin?” I asked.

“I-I’m sh-shifting.” This is going to hurt.

“Your body might be starting the shifting process, Sky. You can’t just discount discomfort.” I took her wrist and gently moved it away from my neck. “How about I try to make dinner and you tell me about how this whole thing works.” Her eyebrow went up. “Did you…did you not learn about shifting?” Pulling out a knife and cubing up the spam, I laughed. “I mean, you kind of tend to tune out things you don’t think you’re ever going to need. Plus, when everyone around us was shifting, we were pretty much on lock down to make sure we wouldn’t. Since it’s not a birthday thing, Father thought we might shift past the inhibitor.”

Pythia POV: Everything seemed so different but the same. There has been so much new information and not enough time to process it. I could hear peoples conversations from all over, I could not only feel their emotions but could see them. "Is it still overwhelming?" Tye asked. "A little, I mean with seeing emotions and intentions and hearing literally everyone it's kind of hard to separate them." I replied. "Think of it as ropes, you need to untangle them and then once they are separated it'll be much easier to handle." Tye said gently. "So how does shifting work? Does it hurt? You all make it seem so easy.'' I said. "It might hurt a little at first but the more you do it the easier and faste

Excruciating, mind numbing pain. “Please stop,” I whimper, but I don’t know if the words find their way out, or if it’s all in my mind. A muffled, panicked voice breaks past the inner torture, but I cannot make sense of it. “Please…” I continue with my body, my bones melting within, fighting against the insatiable urge to shift. “It’s too early,” I argue with myself, or maybe it’s the Goddess who I am bartering with. But shifting too early kills more than it leaves alive. Forced, early shifts are a rare occurrence, only happening when an Alpha shifts, without their pack, or their ranked members.

I follow his gaze to see a dozen shifters from Troy’s group eyeing me up. “Is that how you want to play it.” I say smirking at him. He shrugs returning my smirk, oh your on baby. I mind link my group to come to the lake for a battle, looks like the game has changed. I compel the boar to stay by the lake while we have this battle. Troy jumps the lake to stand with his group as mine start to gather behind me. “We are changing the game, the last two standing with tags will fight for the boar and capture the flag same rules apply, no shifting, if you lose both tags take a seat by the cabin.” Troy announces and I notice Uhtred and Jax standing off to the side to judge.

Engulfed by the satisfaction of a new purchase, Shifter66 hopped into the 2R-E's cockpit. Without even spending time to grow familiar with the modified mech, he entered the arena and initiated a search for an opponent. Shifter66 wanted to dive right into a battle with his new baby. As a fairly new and unskilled pilot, Shifter66 naturally got matched against a pool of similarly low-skilled players. Iron Spirit featured a sophisticated matchmaking system, and the lowest segment was the Bronze League.