changeling

The dead changeling could have been left in its place.

Still, for the moment, he needed to let the Changeling feel in control.

"I need to know where you got that baby changeling."

"Have you ever been in the company of a Changeling before?"

All the while, the eyes of the Changeling watched him go.

There are more of us changelings than you might think!

This time she would leave no changeling behind with half her heart.

That would turn out to be true for almost everyone but the changeling.

Maybe the changeling had become too human itself, to get it.

That was a good word for most of the changelings I had seen.

She began to fear that no one, not even the changeling, would come back to get her.

The Changeling turned and looked at the model, as though seeing it for the first time.

"How does it come about that this changeling will take only two weeks?"

I believe he may have been attacked by the Changeling.

He wondered if she had put too much into the changeling.

But he chose the man who was next to the changeling.

The changeling had the form of a young attractive woman.

They stare at me as if I'm some kind of changeling, she thought.

One way to get the child back was to put the changeling in an oven.

At any other time the Changeling would have been annoyed.

The name of the place was unfamiliar to the Changeling.

He started past the linked changelings and toward the door.

You have started to think like a Changeling, and that is a very dangerous thing in itself.

"Tell me, big shot, what would you do if a Changeling came in here with a broken heart?"

In many ways it was like the state I'd been placed into before the old woman had made me a changeling.