Human-demon Hybrids Novels & Stories

Kyra looked out the window to see the demon that looked like a troll with green skin, wide mouths, palmy hands, and horns emerging from its foreheads. “A demon…” Kyra said. Tyler stared at the demon. That’s a kind of human-eating demon legend. It eats humans, not their spirit. “Can you see it?” Kyra asked. Tyler smirked. “Oh, sorry I forgot,” Kyra said. “I have to go to the demon...” Kyra quickly got out of the car and ran after the demon. Tyler chuckled. “Haist, I said we.” Tyler quickly turned the gear, and he followed Kyra.

"Do you know, everyone has a demon he or she wants to let out but can't because of his status in the community. However, the moment a person has enough power to do those things and get away with it in broad daylight, he'd hunt for more power and wouldn't tolerate it if there happens to be someone greater or stronger than them." Keller took her time to explain. Ashley had a thoughtful look when she assimilated those words. Then she asked, "You're implying that whoever is leading them or the cult itself, feels threatened by me. How is that possible?" "A hybrid is a higher version of werewolves and vampires. Together, it's impossible to subdue you. Now, have you ever imagined what will happen i

The rawness and bluntness of his language cause me to flinch. “I’m not in a relationship with Zayn,” My voice is firm. “Not yet, but from the way he looks at you; I’d reckon pretty soon,” Harvey walks back to his minbar and prepares to pour himself the third drink. “We’re done, you can now find your way out.” He adds as the brown liquor fills his glass. Hybridization is when two different species mix or breed together. The offspring that are produced from these mixes are called hybrids. Our history book speaks of a time when demons and werewolves interbred. It was permitted and seen not as a big deal, resulting in a lot of hybrids. But since the war, the demons and every hybrid became an out

They are all black with white tips. Alex says that’s how they know that my mother, whoever she was, was an Angel. My demon side is shown through the color change in my eyes. Angels have white/silver eyes, and Demons have neon green eyes and fangs. My eyes are neon green, and I have fangs. Angels don’t develop tattoos as wings. They have wings from the moment they are born. Demons develop tattoos that turn into wings. However, their wings are leathery and clawed; instead of feathered. That’s how they know that I’m a hybrid.

As they rode back to the palace, Cornelius couldn't help but notice that Ares had a deep frown on his face. He was about to say something when the Coachman yelled. “Hey!Get out of the way!" Ares and Cornelius looked out of the window and saw a bunch of human females falling to the ground. One thing Ares hated more than his demon was humans. They were liars, traitors and conceited beings. That was why he never bought a human slave before.

he said. " You, go check further!" I said to one of my men. He nodded and walked before us. We followed him through the darkness of the tunnel. I never thought that they outwitted me. I'm Damon Salvatore, one of the Hybrid demon vampire in centuries then someone like them, human, dared to humiliated me. I gritted my teeth and clinched my fist. It's okay, besides Thamer was with me. I had a plan. T had to find Thamer's number to contact his girlfriend.

"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."

"They're trying to feed again after smelling more humans. Dante ordered the team to flank the hybrids with the precision of years of training. Elena stayed by Dante's side and tried to ignore the pack members' looks like they expected her to lose control like the hybrids. They found the first hybrid crouched over a homeless man bleeding heavily from claw marks on his chest in an alley behind a restaurant. The hybrid was half human and half wolf, with painfully twisted body and empty eyes. When it saw them, it attacked without hesitation or plan. Dante faced the hybrid in alpha form, his black wolf twice the size of the altered creature. The brutal, short fight ended with Dante's jaws around

Somehow a symbol of evil. I took a breath, forcing myself to stifle a sob. Children and women who were caught during the onslaught had to be amputated. They had to be tortured and some experimented in what they termed as an act of creating a hybrid. There were instances where the breeding proved to be successful but repercussions would soon follow. The specimens, or hybrids, would lack humanity. Unlike humans and animals, they are untrainable...uncontrollable, thus they have created monsters in a ghost-like shell of a person.

All around, the generals tried to hold in their laughter; even Kaliyah had a wide smile on her face. “It… it wasn’t like that!” I retorted, but it did nothing to stop the generals and Kaliyah from snickering. “Alright, that’s enough.” My father raised his hand and the noise ceased. “He could be a hybrid—half-shaman, half-werewolf. That would explain his unnatural control over the rogues.” Murmurs of agreement rippled through the room, but it was clear that this revelation only complicated matters. Hybrids were rare and said to be extremely powerful beings capable of turning the tides of war.