Hybrid Aria Series Novels & Stories

I asked, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions raging within me. Aria looked up at me, her wide eyes filled with a mixture of hope and vulnerability, and then, a genuine smile spread across her face, lighting up the room. She stuck her hand out, her fingers outstretched towards mine. "Hi," she said, her voice soft and playful. "I'm Aria."

He handed over the baby to Aurora and she shows her to them. "Behold the daughter of Uriel and Kierra. The child's name is Aria. Both Amenadiel and Azrael were bewildered and stood slack-jawed with surprise. "Never fear, she may be a hybrid child but she has a mortal body and soul. She is very much human, she is innocent and harmless as she appears," he carefully explains. "How can you tell that the hybrid child is not an abomination to the realms?" Amenadiel inquisitively asks.

I look at them with that 'don't fuck with my brain again look and spill it or I leave' glare as they gave each other a sceptical but nervous look before they let out a heavy sigh, nodding their heads to spill the beans as they both spoke. "We're not humans. We're Hybrids."

“I swear I will make whoever did this suffer slowly and painfully until he begs me to end his miserable life.” “Wow. You’re scarier.” Aira drawled. Zarah snorted. “Wait until you see her hybrid from.” “Wait a sec. She’s also a hybrid?” She looked surprised as she bounced her gaze between me and Zarah. “She’s—” “Half witch, half Lycan. I know. I was just messing with you.” She rolled her cute, small eyes. “I saw an image of a hybrid in a book.” “And?” I looked blankly at her.

She was not going to let them do this to her. Slowly, she stood up and turned to Merlin, ‘Mother Earth Hear your daughter call, Give me thy power It's my time to stand tall, Sun and moon I summon what's mine I am the Hybrid A Deity Divine Pure of a heart That beats so true Blessed by the Goddess I take now my Due

I strained, overwhelmed by the feeling of Aria’s fingers caressing my sensitive appendage. Siren/demon hybrids didn’t have wings. Our genes would remove things that would make it difficult to function naturally. Demon wings weren’t great for swimming, but tails didn’t cause problems. Aria froze. “Um… maybe we should just do the sealing in human form. I think we’ll have less to try and manage that way.” I looked up at her. The confident, sensual Aria had disappeared. That loss made me sad. The Aria that could have been was muted by what she’d lived through. What was she hiding and who did I have to kill for doing it?

His hand came up, hesitated, then cupped my jaw with bare, careful fingers. “May I?” he asked. Heat flooded my skin. “Yes,” I breathed. His thumb stroked along my cheekbone once, a barely‑there touch that still sent sparks racing along my nerves. “Aria Mooncrest,” he said softly. “Hybrid, princess, nightmare survivor, absolute menace when cornered. You are not a ledger. You are not compensation. You are not a broken thing we’re trying to fix. You’re…you. And we are catastrophically, gloriously, in trouble over it.”

He sits up immediately, his expression innocently guilty. “I promise it’s just a few questions this time.” “Ask now, before I change my mind.” I tease. “Who is the hybrid?” He asks, those large eyes peering up at me through the darkness. I wait for my body to still as it always does at the sound of him, but it doesn’t. That’s a good sign. “No one knows what he looks like,” I respond calmly. “But they say he is part vampire and part werewolf.” “And he killed you papa.” He says quietly.

Selene said, I kissed her to shut her up; the second I pulled away, I grabbed her face and smiled, “That was incredible!” I told her, “You really are a powerful witch.” Amber said, “A powerful witch with little control.” Grandfather told her, I stared at him for a moment, “What do you mean?” I asked, he sat us all down as he began to explain, “A half blood witch isn’t too powerful, but still enough to be a little scared of. A full blooded witch, if terrifying and is definitely someone to fear. But a hybrid,” he looked at Selene, “There’s never been a hybrid witch of all three: a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch. Not to mention having witches in both bloodlines.”

While I was sorting out the pages, I suddenly read the name Arie, so I tried to read it out of curiosity. It was a tale about one of the twin goddesses named Arie. She was born with both the power of the sun and the moon within her, despite being the daughter of Lev, the minor god bearing the power of the sun. There were tales stating that she and Ayla were both children of Sephtis when he pretended to be Lev before he was sent to the Abyss. It is due to the fact that they both possess the insignia of the moon on their foreheads. However, she also possesses the insignia of the sun, and her appearance is clearly a replica of that of the first ruler.