Hivewing Silkwing Hybrid Novels & Stories

he said "She has to mate and be marked by her mate willingly for the prophecy not to come to pass"he said "What?"Lemuel was shocked,I was too as well,so as dad and Alec "Wait,wait,if she does that,then she'd be an HYRBID, wait what?"Alec asked so confusely "What's an HYRBID?"I asked "Vampire and a werewolf"Lemuel answered "No way"I said "That is it,you're gonna an HYRBID Mera shawn,you're gonna be the most supreme and you're gonna be in the position to bring balance,peace and unity to the two worlds,it is written already"the priest said

Please tell me they don't have proof. Sensing her nervousness, Rakel shot her a look. “What?” She shook her head and listened to the Alpha Elder's words. “You are right, King Jorah, but we do have evidence.” he turned to the vampire elder to continue. “Elder Leondris is right. A hybrid was recently spotted in a pack in Australia with her kids. Unfortunately, she escaped before the Alpha in that area could apprehend her. Do you realize how significant of this matter is? If a hybrid could procreate and have children, that suggests they were never extinct in the first place. They've been hiding.”

I looked round at him and saw him watching me intently. “A vessel made from two great powers, of twenty-five sun cycles in the making, will bring the creation of a great warrior,” he recited from memory and I turned and closed my eyes as he spoke “She will hold in her being the elements of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch, in a bond of the essence of Diana in the purest form, to the creation of the unequalled hybrid species,”

Sylvain deduced, "this prophecy speaks of a hybrid. They're rare but not impossible to come across. A hybrid that will rule and unite our world because she will belong to both. A hybrid that will be impervious to wolfsbane—also known as aconite, silver, and iron. The ability to be unaffected by wolfsbane and silver runs in the family. My sister will not be happy to know that Titus doesn't inherit the family gift." "No!" I declared. "You can deny it all you want but the proof is in your hands, beautiful darkling," Sylvain crooned, "you may not want me but the universe seems to be pushing us together one way or another. It seems like someone has already seen us have a baby."

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.

You can as well call me Joseph the fucking Dreamer. I squint my eyes looking at my twins and they seem human to me with their beautiful gray blue eyes in their tailored suit, plump pink lips, long lashes to die for, neatly shaved defined cheek bones. Gosh I just want to rip out their clothes and lick them, kiss them, fuck them... Girl get your head outta the gutters. Shit sorry. Now what the hell do they mean by that word hybrid and where have I heard that... 'Hybrid! Hybrid!! Hybrid!!! OMG they're like that movie I love watching. Think girl, think yes...Underworld.'

The hybrid is taller than fairies. There are various categories of fairies and nymphs in Helmel; I could spend hours cataloging each one, but in all my years of life so far and in all the books and scrolls I’ve seen, none is like the hybrid—none with red wings with bird feathers, even those who united with the Aerwin. “I’m giving you a gift, and you can’t refuse,” I smile. “I refuse.” Her gaze at me is deadly, as if she wants to burn my flesh.