The Shapeshifters Novels & Stories

"The time for half-measures is past. You have felt our strength, tasted our fury, but you have not yet understood what you truly are." The world tilts sideways as images flood my consciousness—not memories of my own life, but older visions, ancient scenes of a world where beings like me ruled over vast territories with absolute authority. I see creatures that are neither fully human nor fully wolf, but something infinitely more dangerous. Shapeshifters who could take any form, command any element, bend reality itself to their will. They were gods among mortals, and they were hunted to extinction by those who feared their power.

His confidence shot and his shoulder hangs forward. " It is easy to miss it if they are skilled at masking and duplicating scents. This reminds me of an assassin. Shapeshifters tend to flourish in that due to being able to take on any form at will. They would have gone unnoticed for years if it wasn't for Tessa using her powers. But what I can tell you, these men are evil. I can feel it, ever since I stepped into this room I felt the darkness surrounding him. It is a good thing they were caught, I can't imagine what they would have done, but don't worry, I will find out, it will take time, and skill, but you will have your answers. In the mean time, head to my place and ask Alexandra to give

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

I point to the cat's genitals "That's why lad." “She’s not a cat nor a which…. She is a shapeshifter, and can turn into anything that she had bonded with provided they have bonded to and who had bonded back with her. It's like imprinting” Jackson says. "Can you smell these things?" Markus asks him, looking at him exasperatedly, "No Mark, Shapeshifters don't discriminate against genders!" Picking Tom up I turn to the boys "So does either of you know how we can fix him... Errr, her? Or is she stuck like this forever?" Scratching his beard Jackson Turns and takes a deep breath then looks back at us shaking his head then looks at Markus.

“So, you said you saw a kid who turned into a monster. That’s called a shapeshifter." “Shapeshifter?” I mumbled as write it down in my notebook. Again, I don’t know where in the world I grabbed that. “Shapeshifters, obviously by the word itself, can shift to any kind of creatures. They have glowing silver eyes and likes to eat humans’ heart. But you said the guy you saved was no human at all. That only means one thing,” He looked at me sternly, a hint of worry glimmering in his eyes. “You just encounter a dark shapeshifter.”

But now a cold fear had settled deep in my bones, making me shiver even in the warm sunlight. Now I understand the terrible truth. The person who Sarah had been taking orders from, this person was a shape shifter, someone who could change from a man to a woman and whatever, whenever they wanted. I had read about shape shifters in old books when I was younger, but I never thought they really existed in our world. Now I knew they were real, and one was here in our pack.

Walker sighed, “Come on, little mouse, don’t hide from me.” Sniffing the air, Jenny scowled, “She’s not hiding from you, Walker. They took her.” “What?” Walker whirled around, “Who the fuck took her? The witches?” Evans shifted back into human form before glancing at the markings on the ground and on the trees—ritual amulets hanging on the limbs. “Not witches....” Evans sniffed, “Shapeshifters.” “What? What the hell are you talking about?” Walker reared up on Evans who took a step back, looking mildly defeated.

The magic that now thrummed through our veins, it had altered Rayna as well as myself. ‘No, they are nothing like werewolves. Though, there are some bear shifters farther down the mountain, but they’re rather peaceful unless provoked.’ He replied, ‘Shape shifters have no form for themselves, so they steal the form of who—or what they can. They’re easy to kill when they’re mimicking someone else. It’s their real face you don’t want to see. It’s easy to avoid them. My advice: if you see your brother in these woods, or perhaps a familiar face, do not approach. Turn around, and pray like hell there aren’t more hiding nearby, or be ready for one hell of a fight.’

Each of the bonfires seemed to be sitting on top of metal plate, surrounded by mounds of sand that seemed to contain the flames and keep them from spreading out into the verdant fields that danced and swayed like water. Then there was the Shifters. They frolicked, they thrummed, and they engorged the area. Everywhere Brandon looked there were Shifters. And suddenly as Ezekiel and his brothers appeared the masses began to flood towards the Mansion. Faces and eyes turned their way. Mantilo appeared suddenly, his long black hair looking fresh braided and heavy brown robes, with cuffs dipped in golden thread, covered his large upper body and breezy brown pants ending in heavy boots accented his

I say. “So naturally, they got enemies pretty fast. Those who wanted the Goddess, not only for her beauty but her powers. Over the years… They started to get attacked often until their numbers grew low. By then regular shapeshifters on four legs were very common and had merged into the souls of most large creatures that existed under the moon,” Parker says. I can’t even remember how many times I’d read this book. It literally has everything you would want. Fighting, drama, love. You laugh, you cry. You get … motivated to bust some skulls.