The Shifter Novels & Stories

" I choke on a breath at his proximity, pulling away slightly. I tilt my head, wondering exactly what I want to know. What I need to know. Might as well start with the basics. "What is this white stuff?" I inquire, my voice still shaking with fear of the monster. "It's called a Shifter," Wes says, the words flowing like melted butter from his lips, "and they're the sworn enemies of werewolves. They are creatures of chaos, death and misery, with eyes that reflect true hell. Invisible to the human and werewolf eye, the only way to detect a Shifter in its true form is to smell it. We are the only species with a strong enough sense of smell.

The trouble is, she hasn't shifted often enough in recent years. To stay nimble, shifters must shift back and forth as nature calls. A shifter who stays too long in beast form, will forget how to become human again, and vice versa. Living with Minette, her hafling granddaughter who never manifested as a shifter, she wasn't able to run wild as often as she'd like. Especially when they were hiding in cities. Now, weak, hungry, and injured, it is even harder to call up the magic. Remember. Remember what it's like. She thinks about her first shift at puberty, the joy of chasing her sister through the French countryside. There.

the shifter announced while leaning on the door frame with half of the door closed behind him while he looked at him with his arms crossed in front. Tyson continued to look at the shifter, he had heard from his elders that shifters and witches were as chummy as water was with oil, they always had separate paths and never crossed each other’s line. So why was this shifter here? Was it because Carla was not a witch but a human?

There’s something incredible about this guy, something terrifying. “Absorb what you can today and listen to me properly. This can help you later. There are so many defenses you can use when he attacks you. Yesterday, you used a shin block. That was surprising, but I bet you lost yourself in your adrenaline and stopped thinking at all, didn’t you?” Fruto squinted his eyes. Ponjie chuckled nervously. “Well, whatever. That was useful in the end. Now, aside from blocking you can also parry, avoid, evade, disrupt, and anticipate.

I whispered back to Chase. "Shift change and newbies is what it boils down too. We need to get more training in. Shift change is taking 20 minutes and it should only take 3-5 minutes. I don't like the kids who are on this patrol right here. They play around too much." Damion explained

"But, if I have to talk to you, then you're gonna have to answer a few of my questions as well." "Well aren't you an opportunist? Trying to turn an interrogation back on the interrogator...?" The Shifter smiled softly, a move that not only emphasized his incredible mouth....but the four slightly sharp teeth, two on each side of his front teeth. Pointy canines that no mortal would ever sport. The sight of them shocked him as much as the Shifters smile tried to charm him. "Fine, let's do this. A limit of ten questions for each of us.....I believe that sounds fair enough?"

, from the way he ran it was evident he was trained. Sirens blared around the area as she continued in pursuit, terra formed an ice spear in her hand and hurled it at the criminal, it pinned his cloak to the wall as he tore through it and at once a new cloak appeared on him, A shifter?! What was a shifter looking for here?, and how was a shifter able to control an element?. He diverted into the market square as terra followed, she saw zarae and rashkov on the top of some building also in pursuit. Zarae produced her staff as she did a pole vault from the roof which propelled her forwards and landed of the shifter with a kick to the face.

"You all know it would be more dangerous to have Cubs than not." "I never wanted a mate." Silas admitted, causing both me and Maddox to growl in anger. "Not until I met this woman." "she seems nervous." Maddox whispers to us and we all turn to look at Fraya, her eyes wide with fear. "Does she know how to shift back?" "doesn't seem that way." Agrees Gabriel. "Can we help her?" I ask, hopeful that their is something we can do. she squarks and we all jump, realising for the first time how clumsily she's moving, how she doesn't seem one with her other form. She flaps her wings and shakes a few times, some feathers detaching and falling to the floor.

I asked, to which I was mentaly preparing myself for a very off the wall reply. “Of course I know who I am! I’m Rin the Chimera!” He sounded so sure and so proud of himself. Meanwhile me and Kyle were petrified by his answer. He didn’t classify himself as a shifter, but a Chimera. The way he has been shifting was concerning. He was able to shift one beastly arm and not produce any other animal parts. This sounds like a stage three shift but he seems to be constantly in it. This means he has mastered not just one animal tribe, but the chimera power itself. It is safe to say that he is in fact not a shifter anymore, but soloy a chimera.

I could not get specific details. I remember the color of her eyes, an emerald green, the color of her hair, light brown hair, her face shape was that of Liz's. The rest was long gone from my memory. I missed her. None of us knew what type of shifter Arisa would be, but we attempted to gather as much information as we could on shifters. Shifters can shift into any one animal. They do not entirely lose themselves to the animal. They still can think rationally and change into an animal or back to a human as they please.