Half-ghost Half-human Novels & Stories

I know what it looks like—the tearing, the bones breaking and reforming, the surge of fur and muscle. This— This is different. His body twists, but it doesn’t settle into a wolf. It stretches, expands—something larger, something wrong and right all at once. Half-man. Half-wolf. Neither. Both. His spine arches, muscles bulging beneath skin that flickers between human and fur. Claws rip free from his fingers, elongated, deadly. His face—God—his face is a nightmare of shifting features, eyes glowing with something wild and ancient. The hunters lifted guns.

They were the Tainted. Half-human, half-wolf abominations that stood on two legs, towering over the average human. Their bodies were grotesquely muscled, with jaws that could swallow a man’s head and claws as long as daggers. Their eyes were the worst part—the pupils were vertical slashes, exploded and bloody, set in whites so bloodshot they appeared a sickening, demonic red. They were the bane of the all supernatural kind. Crazed creatures with only one drive: bloodlust.

In the continent of Ybirth, a place of magic and legend exists, such as magic, mysterious creatures, colors, and a variety of options. But it is about that meagerness that makes another species named Ghost, they have the same shape as humans, so they can easily blend into everyday life. Eating human flesh and drinking blood to satisfy their hunger and maintain their shape, is because the Ghost race is not recognized, that all their resources and possessions have to be self-employed, even reused. human surplus to sustain their own lives.

He looked down at the maid, noticing she was still shaking. He crouched down to her level and cupped her chin. Pulling her face up to look at him, he gave her a reassuring smile. "I am not going to hurt you." She nodded, still shaking. She doesn't feel like a witch. "Are you a halfling? Half witch, half…" "Human. She is half Human." Her holiness responded, making him turn to face her. "I guessed so." The girl is still shaking, Lucas. Are we really that scary? Even her holiness has a more…calmed aura.

The doors opened and he took a left, at the end of the lit up hallway he entered a room where that previous woman stood typing in her computer. "Nel?" "Sir, they are almost ready" she answered and looked at the two tanks containing the floating bodies of a man and woman. "Did they pass the tests?" "They did, it seems being born not bitten was the reason" Raphael nodded and brought his attention to the tanks now being drained. Jane and Duke, she born a half vampire from a human mother, he born half a werewolf from a human mother, they didn't have the full might of each of their father's, but there were new advantages being half human.

she elaborated. “I’m sorry. When you’ve grown up hearing this, it doesn’t become that hard talking about it casually,” I apologized laughingly. “I get it, but what do you mean by mark me?” she asked. “Well, I’d have to bite you here,” I said, showing her the spot where her neck and shoulder meet. She shivered. “Well, that sounds rather animalistic.” “We are half human and half animal Angel,” I winked. “Yeah yeah! Anything else I should know?” she asked.

“S-so I’m a—a—a vampire?” “Not really. You’re a Vamman, you are.” Reading her furrowed brows, he supplied, “Half-human, half-vampire.” Stunned, she gazed into nothingness. A part of her wanted to deny everything he had said, thinking that the man was simply delusional, but the most part of her, the sane part, have fallen into his words. It explained most of her eccentricities.

He never touched me again after that but then turned to physically abusing my mother. I’m a hybrid: half-human, half-ghost. Like shifters, I have a human counterpart, and then I can shift to what I like to call my phantom counterpart. I become translucent, I can fly, I have telekinesis, electrical manipulation, I can communicate with spirits, and I can use spirit magic which means I can summon spirits at will and control them. Some of this I can do in my human form, but it’s harder to maintain and control.

"A woman I've never seen before. Not Silver Claw, she said. She knew about our meeting today, knew about Bella's research on the curse. She warned me to stay away." Silas's expression hardened. "Describe her." I did, not omitting any details—her appearance, her unnatural movement, her slightly-too-sharp teeth, her knowledge of both my names. "Hybrid," he muttered, his jaw clenching. "Had to be." "Hybrid? What do you mean?" He glanced around, then lowered his voice. "Half-human, half-werewolf. Born, not bitten. Rare, usually sterile. They have some of our abilities but can pass for human more easily. They've been showing up more frequently lately, especially around Silver Claw territory."

The second barrier was Lisa, a human - that is if she still has a human heart in her to be called a 'human'. She has no patience at all. The fear of becoming her second scapegoat gives me the urge to walk faster, and pushes me faster than my legs could go. Hence, I’m left with no option but to get to my destination tonight. Lisa was half human, half wolf and half-witch, although her witch powers were overall. The dominating one. Few minutes or what looked like an hour later, I could feel the smell of black magic invading my nose as I reached the last landmark in the wood, where I have predicted Lisa to be found after another thirty minutes and an hour of wandering in the forest.