Hybrid Aria Series Novels & Stories

he tried to say before throwing up again. "Goddess, what the hell is down here?" I asked, trying to keep my stomach down as I covered my nose. "Hybrids!" Ace says with an evil smile on his face. I look around and see a long aisle with cells on each side. All the cells have metal bars which I can tell right away are made of silver, and I wouldn't doubt if he has wolfsbane on them as well. "So, do you know what this hybrid looks like?" he asked.

Kitchen light spilled softly out into the hallway as I approached, but I stopped short when I heard muffled sobs quiet yet unmistakably broken, coming from somewhere low near the counter area. Pushed the kitchen door open carefully. Aria sat huddled down on her knees right there by the cabinets, her head bowed low with shoulders shaking gently as she tore off small pieces from a slice of stale bread, chewing them slowly like each bite physically hurt to get down. Her face glistened wet with tears under the harsh overhead light, hair hanging messy and tangled around it all.

I stare at the portrait now at the black marks marring her perfect face. "But you chose him," I say bitterly. "And he destroyed you." I turn to the ritual circle carved into stone. The scrying bowl sits center, silver and ancient and filled with blood. Mine and others', collected through means I no longer question. I've waited years for leverage against Valerian, for the perfect weapon. Then she appeared. Aria. The hybrid who changed three-hundred-year-old laws with her existence. I need to know everything about her past, her power, her weaknesses.

"Your parents were killed, yes, but not in any accident. They were hunted down and executed for the crime of creating you." "Creating me?" My voice came out as a whisper. "What am I?" Nana was quiet for a long moment, studying my face as if memorizing every detail. Finally, she spoke: "You're a hybrid, Aria. Part human, part werewolf, and part... something else. Something ancient. Something that was supposed to have been wiped out in the Great War." I sank into the chair, my legs no longer able to hold me. "That's impossible. Hybrids can't exist. Everyone knows that. The biology doesn't work. Werewolves and humans can mate, but they can't create... whatever you're saying I am."

“Jack, get her dry. I’ll try talking to the detective in- charge.” “Noted sir. But please try not to make them mad again.” another familiar voice. Auria then wiped her vision clean and finally saw some features, then a whole face. A familiar blue eyes, and a blonde hair. Those glasses also. ‘Have I seen him before somewhere?’ Auria tilted her head, trying to remember. ‘Right, it was him and that guy.’

“Dan is not like you. He is something worst and vile. A different specie know a hybrid “ He responded with a dark expression. “Was he born like that?” “No, His ambition for more power during the war made him had a captured vampire turned him into a hybrid. Father found out what he had done and wanted him death but mother couldn’t let our father do it and one night, Dan went out of control and killed our mother in cold blood and father had him locked away to rot in his chains forever” “And now I let him free” I muttered under my breath before looking back at him. “Do you think he will…he will try to drink form me again?”

she sneered as a parting shot. Aria rolled her eyes and continued to the bathroom. She could hear the pack helpers bustling downstairs, putting things in place for the coming-of-age party of Alpha Hendrix’s daughters…no, daughter. Alpha Hendrix had two children, but he only considered one as his child. And, so did the rest of the pack. Lamenting her woes was taking too much time, so Aria Jean continued under the weak spray of the shower. *** Aria had just finished bathing when she stepped into her room, dressed in a neat plain dress. Her father stood by her door sneering at her while Ellie stood beside him with a smug expression on her face.

“Luna Mother’s with them. She’s riding in the center. They’ve got the pup.” _Pup._ The bond twisted. Kieran felt it. His head snapped to me. “Aria.” I was already standing. My legs didn’t shake anymore. The Blood Rite cut was a dull throb under fresh bandages. The bite mark on my neck was still bleeding. _His_. “I’m going,” I said. “No.” “Yes.” “Aria, you gave birth 12 hours ago—” “And our son was stolen 11 hours ago,” I cut in. “You think I’m staying in this cabin while they use him as a war flag?”

He's refusing to survive without me. The light explodes across the street. The supernatural world shakes and when the light fades, Adrian and I are still bonded, still conscious, and still alive but something fundamental has changed. Adrian's aura is different now. It has silver streaks running through the gold. My essence mixed with his. His strength mixed with mine. We're not just mates and mate anymore. We're one. Catherine steps back. Her expression is knowing. "The first true hybrid pair," she says quietly. "Not bonded, not mated but… Merged."

"Are you aware of that?" I stopped at the door, turning to shoot a glance at her. "And should that surprise me?" "Kyril–" "Aria Stone is a hybrid. What were you expecting?" I cut in. I shrugged my shoulders and reached out to open the door.