Hybrid Foxes Novels & Stories

The one on the right continued. "As for Hybrids, they are a cross-breed of two or more different supernatural species. It can be a werewolf turned into a vampire or a ........." "We get it," I answered cutting him off. "We apologize." The one on the left said in a respectful tone. "Well, I think she's neither of those," Landon said in a disappointed tone as I nodded. I too felt the same way. "Pardon me alphas. But may I know who you are talking about?" The one on the right side asked.

Romie asks. "Yes." My mother says. "What's a hybrid?" I ask as my mom turns my head into the position she wants it in. "A hybrid is the child born from the mating of two different species. For example, the child of a vampire and a Siren. Or the child of a human and a shifter." She tells us as she covers my eyes and sprays hairspray all over my head. Romie, sits up a little straighter; now interested in our conversation.

No, they are more like hybrids, a mixture of both wolves and vampires—a cross breed that is known to be an abomination up until a few centuries ago when Cassain and his mate came into the picture. But, they never had a kid so the hybrid in that case was never a possibility as well. Besides, these hybrids are not the normal ones, no normal hybrids should be like these. So, the many questions here are—how is this scientifically possible? Of course, we do not work with science else our existence as a whole will be a mystery impossible to explain so, let me rephrase my question. How is this logically possible in our terms and minds?

"All right, I'll try my best. But you better not get your hopes up. I'm not sure if this will be an easy quest that can be solved quickly." I nodded my head in gratitude. "I know, uncle, thank you." He sighed softly as he nodded his head. "But beyond that, you know there are more important things right." I looked at him intently. Then he fixed his eyes on something. "Do you know what happens when a witch and a werewolf get married and have children?" My breath caught. I just thought about it. I then nodded while lowering my gaze. "I know what happened. The child will become a hybrid."

Its title was barely legible: "On the Origin of the Hybrid, Vamps & Wolves. I pulled it down with both hands. Not bothering to return to the study area, I flipped it open and began reading. The first hybrids had been forged during the Great War—when witches threatened to tip the balance of power. Werewolves and vampires, in desperation, combined their forces… and their bloodlines. The result was a creature that could match a coven of witches alone. Stronger than a vampire. Wilder than a werewolf. But nature hadn’t accepted them kindly. Every female hybrid had died shortly after birth. Their bodies couldn't contain the power, and they burned from the inside out. Even the females born of hybri

Hambora yelled Causing Doctor Bonnie to frown and turn sharply "Seriously, you all need to relax Okay. Like I said, this is just a rough Experiment, I mixed the Werewolf Cells with the gene of a Frog so what we have here is an hybrid, Half Werewolf and half Frog Okay?" Doctor Explained while Glamora sighed as he placed a new Cigarette on his Lips

“Really? Are you sure?” Not like that I'm not believing her at the moment but still I can't afford to take this in so soon. I've been traumatized beyond what I imagined. “Wait!” I recall something right now. I gaze at my baby straight in the eyes, preparing to ask her my second question. “Are your quadruplet dads werewolves or vampires?” It occurs to me that Alexia said she gave birth to them, not all births from werewolf and vampire parents end up being hybrids, some take on totally after one parent, either to be a vampire or a werewolf. This isn't even a guarantee as most hybrids are even worse, with these two nature's combined, they tend to be very rude in terms of their feeding. It press

If I had to count all the things that had been said about my birth, it’d be a near impossible thing to do. But of course, none of them said it to my face and this was not because they respected me. No. I doubt they had even a sliver of it for me. It was because they feared what I might become. Even as a boy, they looked at my skin like it was a curse carved into flesh. My skin was way darker than theirs. Too rich, too strange. A stain on their snow-white bloodlines that they held a lot of pride in. “Don’t get too close to him,” They’d spit. “His kind doesn’t last long. He’s a stain on us. Get too close and you might just be afflicted as well.”

His mark had liberated me. When he withdrew his fangs and looked into my eyes, his face beamed with smiles. "Your eyes now look ethereal." He arched his brows. "They are now deep blue and intense, with shades that evoke enchantment and mystery, resembling the vastness of the ocean." I smiled. "I've gotten control of my powers back. A mixed breed of wolf and vampire is in me—a hybrid power. Jaden, we are one now. Together, we will destroy all our enemies." I held his chin as he gazed at me like his life depended on me.