The Shapeshifters Novels & Stories

was the first thing he said," my great grandfather decided to trick them into thinking so as punishments. Your species is usually a threat to the wolf kingdom because of their abilities." "Stop avoiding the topic and just tell me what I am," I spat, feeling annoyed. "Watch your tone when you speak to me," he spat back and locked eyes with me," you're shapeshifters. Your ancestors were assassins, they were caught trying to kill my great grandfather. A rival pack had hired them but they greatly miscalculated how many allies there were of Harvest Moon at that time. All the allied packs joined together and stormed the fortress that the shapeshifters used to reside

But according to Jessie was a shapeshifter, taking on the form of Bernice. Shapeshifters are powered by the full moon. However, their powers are limited. If they use them too much at once, they won’t be able to shift again until they recharge under the full moon. Which was exactly what Cora was going to need to do if she wanted to continue being Bernice. “I still can’t get it out of my head…” Jessie breathed, her tone growing shaky. “One minute she was Bernice… and the next….” She paused to gather her thoughts. “It wasn’t Bernice. I knew something was weird about her…”

I quickly asked, worried about my mate. Has she not returned since? "We haven't seen her, Alpha." My heart stilled as dread washed over me, perturbed that Alpha Sebastian or Stephen might have already taken Annabelle captive. I moved to turn my head and discovered that just like Trav and Jughead, I was also immobilized, unable to move, not even to lift a single finger. Cold sweat beaded my forehead. Shapeshifters are highly physical beings, if we can't move, we can't fight or protect ourselves.

The roar of the wind, the slash of the leaves as he cut around bushes and smaller plants. It’s amazing, isn’t it? “Yes.” I yell back, and he chuffed out a laugh. This is what shifting opens up for you. The world comes alive. The trees speak to you; the wind calls to you; the moon watches over you. The world calls to us, and our animals answer. “When will I get to experience it?” I couldn’t wait until I could shift. Nix chuffed her agreement but stayed silent. We shift when our bodies can handle it. The bigger or stronger the animal, the later we shift. Your father wasn’t ready when he came of age. We shifted after he mastered his magic and his body. We were twenty when we finally shifted.

"Hey, it will be fine. Just so you know, in attendance there will be wolves," "Obviously," I said rolling my eyes. "Vampires, witches, fae, lycans and other shifters." I knew what she meant by other shifters. I love to read. Shifters are humans who possess magic and can shift into objects or animals. Some are even elemental, but that is rare. I was nervous about them being there but excited to meet them all. "What about the coronation? I can make sense of some but not the rest." "Hmm, let me see." Jenny closed her eyes to replay the memory.

There was no blind spot to shear the lambs secretly. Then, they witnessed something unusual right before their eyes when the doorbell rang. Zen and Sasha could barely believe their eyes when all the women dropped what they were doing and immediately dropped to all fours. Slowly but surely, their long and curly hair fused with their body as they morphed into bigger versions of the black sheep they saw earlier. “Those really were just lambs,” Zen gasped, clasping a hand over his mouth. “The real sheep were those women! They’re not humans. They are shape shifters!”

Augustin paused. She scratched her head nervously as she realized that she was attempting to explain to a pack of shape-shifters about the significance of shape-shifting. Well yeah, shape-shifting specimens have been a centre of attention ever since the world came into existence. Not just the wolf shifters, there are many such as lion, bear, cheetah, serpent, dragon, and many more. The first men who saw them attempted to catch and use them for their greedy needs. This made a lot of shape-shifters lose their lives and lessened their number. And to conserve their kind from getting endangered and to protect themselves, they blended among the human beings, living like them— normally.

My mouth was literally opened all through the event. “I thought werewolves were the only shapeshifters,” I leaned to William and whispered. He replied. “As you can see, there are other magical creatures that have mastered the art without being born with it like us.” William and I made our way to our seats, surrounded by other shapeshifters and magical beings. The conference started. “The vampires are here with a presentation on the topic about the problems shapeshifters face,” one of the members of the meeting announced.

How was it even possible something that large would fit into her narrow channel? Wait. Her channel? Unbidden the image of Mike Volka flashed in her brain, more moisture soaked her panties and heat crept up her cheeks. What was wrong with her? She put hands over Mischief's eyes. "Don't look, kitty." Jamie took a sip of her soft drink, a bite of her sandwich and chewed slowly as she turned the page. "Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies."

he said carefully. "Third book from the left on the history shelf," she said. "Old cover. Worn smooth. There is a chapter in it about shapeshifters." She watched every muscle in his face. "Men and women who carry a second form. Who shift between human and animal. Who have gold eyes in both forms because the eyes never fully change." Silence. "Gold eyes," she said. "In both forms." Troy looked at her roses. "Interesting book," he said.