Human Dragon Hybrid Novels & Stories

I ask. He nods. “The blood ritual. He wanted to try it out on someone first, in case it killed them, so he used me and Morana. As you can see, it took with me. I woke immediately, but Morana didn't. We thought for a long time that he had killed her. She was out for days. When she woke, she was a vampire. She had the hybrid abilities, same as me. No aversion to the sun and could shift when she wanted but she was still not a wolf. She is just a vampire, I guess. To be honest, we aren't really sure what to define her as.”

Reed’s biological father killed his mother’s Alpha mate with ease, so Reed must be something dangerous. “I’m half...” He looks at me directly then, his eyes seeming to look right into my soul. “I’m half dragon.” The words linger in the silence between us, hanging like an unfinished note. My mind whirls with images—dragon stories from my childhood, their legendary power, formidable size, and mythical abilities. “Dragon?” I whisper. He nods slowly, never breaking eye contact. “Yes, dragon, but a very specific kind of dragon.” “A specific kind?” “A hydra dragon—one with many heads and little control over them. My father, for example, let his heads control him instead of controlling them.”

my bloodshot eyes met his, and despite the tears, despite the pain, there was nothing but sorrow and fury in my trembling voice. "Da-Damien… how could you say that?" I croaked. "I never even knew about Zach… not until it was too late. I never chased after him… just like I never asked for you. You both were my mates." His grip tightened. "Shut the fuck up! That’s what you always do. Lie. Twist the truth to make yourself look innocent." His voice was venomous now. "Now fucking answer me—what kind of hybrid is he? Vampire-wolf Dragon-wolf? Lycan-vampire? WHAT IS HE?" He's out of his mind.

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

He needed to be by her side. As he lay there, his inner hybrid power started to awaken. Half of his body slowly transformed, showing the vigour within him coming back to life. The upper part of his body was fully hybrid while his abdomen to his toe remained as they were. His chest bore a pattern of iridescent scales that shimmered, reminiscent of a dragon's hide. These scales extended from his broad shoulders, down his powerful arms, and across his well-defined pectoral muscles. His arms appeared more sinewy and elongated than a human's, with elongated, claw-tipped fingers that ended in razor-sharp talons. His skin took on a brown-hide hue, with a subtle luminescence that pulsed like a heart

Curiosity prickled, and Storm began, “Lovely mate, I’m glad you’re carrying our hatchling and a pup. You’ve made me the happiest dragon alive.” “A hatchling or a pup? So the baby isn’t a hybrid?” I asked in disbelief. Storm laughed. “One fetus is Dorrin’s and mine—it’s a hatchling. The other is a pup of Alexander and Velkan.” I caught my breath. Twins. “And the third one… we still can’t figure out whose baby it is. It’s a hybrid of a dragon, lycan, and vampire.”

Once they had secured the other hybrid will be brought forward. ‘There is another hybrid?’ Killian asked, shocked, ‘Yes, Alpha, but he is not powerful, and he does not carry the magic of the Ancients as your little mate does. He is a Dragon/Wolf hybrid, Prince of the Dragons, and one day soon, he will be their King. The Druids plan to force him to mate with her and implant his seed; the resulting offspring will be incredibly powerful, and the Druids intend to take the child and kill both mother and father.’

“There’s more. The scent on the corpses wasn’t just wolf. There was dragon shifter energy mixed in. This wasn’t the work of rogues. It was a hybrid—a powerful one.” “Fuck,” I muttered. “This is a big problem.” “Exactly,” Drake said. “We could be dealing with a hybrid who has the energy of both a vampire and a dragon. Or a wolf-vampire hybrid.” “They have names, you know,” Drake added. “What?” “A dragon-vampire hybrid is called a Draculeth. A wolf-vampire hybrid is called a Lycavor. And as for hybrids with witch powers… well, those are so rare, they’re not even named in our history. Same goes for the hybrid who has two animal spirits”

Kiara said as we walked around the kingdom, I had gotten her to change her dress and to wear white jeans and a long sleeved violet shirt as the weather was cold and it was better for her to be wearing something that she would be comfortable in through the day. “Well, why not?” I asked as we passed a coffee shop the people bowed upon seeing us passing though neither one of us paid them any attention as we were busy speaking, however, I could hear the people murmuring about me walking with a girl in the middle of town, and her being human shocked them as I was never known to being around any other female that was not my mother or sister “I am a hybrid, a mixture between a hybrid and a werewolf

He stood and walked over to the bars and grasped them with both hands. “Did you say you’re a lycan?” “I said I am a hybrid. Both dragon and lycan. I am the only one of my kind. My mother is the first ever born lycan and my father is the dragon prince.” “Holy shit.” The man said. I don’t know what his deal is, but I have the feeling I am about to find out. I sat up on my bed and place both feet on the ground in front of me. Resting my elbows on my knees I turn back to the man.