Bunny Hybrid Novels & Stories

He grunted as he buried his face into the hollow of Rainn's neck. "It's quite alright, Groban would have acted exactly the same way if it was Laya." It was at that moment luna Rainn's jaw clenched, "Laya is Groban's mate?" Nodding I swallowed hard before answering her, "Yes, she's a hybrid. A white wolf and vampire breed, and she's-" "Pregnant," luna Rainn said cutting me off. Nodding my brows furrowed as I stared at her, "How did you know that?"

Ugh. I sat on the settee, my leg plopped on the table, a bowl of grapes and juicy strawberry resting comfortably on my lap with a third book I'm about to complete. I've gone through two books which contains the history of vampires and werewolves and boy they really despised each other back then. This third book is about the twins parents and how the reconciled both clans through the birth of the twins which was impossible as both never thought they'll have an offspring from their taboo of a union, a hybrid, the first of their kind and the most powerful of all their kinds. My hybrids. I voice out my thoughts loving the way it slip off my lips. Suddenly my phone went off.

He could already feel his orgasm building, the familiar tightening in his balls as he thrust into her harder, ‘No, no. She was openly resisting now, so Kobian and Cerebus stepped closer, but he shook his head, holding her still as he thrust deeply and found his release, pouring his seed into her womb. Tegan twisted out of his grip, ready to bolt, until a white light exploded around them, ‘It is time, little hybrid.’

He said in his deep, rugged voice. “I’m sorry.” I rushed over to him, scooping my dress up to fall on my knees before him. Turns out carrying an Hybrid’s child wasn’t an easy task like I must have thought. Since they are high ranked; It’s almost like they want not even a tiny shred of insult on their unborn childs.

She gushed. “And he is also the first hybrid of werewolf and demon since the war between our species. So he is not only perfect, but he’s historic.” Bunny joined the conversation as she approached me. She wounded proud. She gave me a small hug and I gladly hugged her back. “She’s right. That baby is making history.” Azula agreed. She flashed me a smile and mouthed congratulations at the same time that I broke the hug with Bunny. “Gosh, I can’t begin to imagine all the games me and that kid would play! But I would obviously beat him in all of them,” Ashton exclaimed, causing all of us to laugh cheerily.

Nodding Groban gently rubbed my cheek with his hand, “You are a vampire, werewolf hybrid, a cross breed between two different supernatural species. Humans have been misled by those elite in power of the vampire covens to eradicate the hybrid species because the hybrid species are more dangerous than just a vampire or werewolf species alone,” frowning slightly I looked down as I thought it over, “But, I’m not physically dangerous. I mean besides being told I am a virus,” Groban rolled his eyes as he scoffed, “And do you actually believe that?” Thinking it over for just a moment I nodded once. Groban’s eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows furrowed,

Pressing her ear against it, she could hear whispering. "I got word from a friend I made on my travels. The Grey Mountain Pack I do believe, then again I could be wrong. I don't keep up with the pack's names and borders. I was surprised to hear that a hybrid was not only in a pack but possibly the mate to the alpha! Now I find out not only is it true, but you are also a hybrid. So, I've decided to help a fellow hybrid out. You're welcome." Sarcasm laced those two little words. Vicky was making it harder and harder to trust or even like her.

I blinked my eyes and looked away from his face, finally finding someone who understands my pains. Because we were both broken. “We met in the past, I was five. I came to your pack with my mother. If you think the current Luna is my mother, Vivian isn’t and Blair is my stepsister. She’s my stepmother. My mother was Maya, she was a witch...” I wrapped my hands over my body, I have never told anyone about this. “I’m a hybrid Jamal.”

As Carlos were about to mount on his horse, an arrow was hurled in his direction and he was swift to duck. We looked in the direction at which it was thrown and we were shocked to see three huge men with a cross mark on their forehead. We knew they were hybrids because that mark was an identification for them. They were hefty, muscular and as tall as giants. Their faces were scary and they looked aggressive as their teeth jolted out in their mouth. We knew these hybrids were part werewolves, part vampires. They are known for their strength and desire for power. They never had businesses with werewolves and Lycans but I wondered why these ones in particular were trying to attack us.