Hybride Novels & Stories

I heard Allan's voice behind me, then I saw another reflection in the water, it was an ebony coloured wolf, he was handsome. "A-allan?!!!," I called not sure if it was him. "it's us, " his wolf replied, his wolf was so tall and big making joy and I a little scared. "what are you?," I marveled. Allan chuckled," we are Allan, a Tribrid, our father is a demon, and our mother is a wolf and a vampire." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~P-Lia~

Hap assured me. I shrugged. “He was a pain in the ass, anyway.” “You don’t mean that,” Kenton said. “I don’t,” I admitted. “I’m just pissed.” He nodded. “Understandable.” “Am I a hybrid?” I asked. “I get confused between hybrid and watered-down genes.” “You are mostly Empyrean with a small amount of wolf in you. In order to be considered a hybrid, you should be fifty-fifty of each species,” Hal said.

These tears were happy tears, the two of us were finally going to have our baby in our arms, the two of us rested our foreheads against one another’s and Klaus kissed my lips softly. “You’re carrying a hybrid baby inside you, love. That means your pregnancy would be a lot faster than carrying a human baby, a human baby would take nine months for the baby to be fully formed. But as a hybrid child, you’ll be giving birth in three months” Klaus said softly, his eyes meeting mine as he explained the situation to me and I nodded smiling. All I could actually do was smile. Knowing that my husband and I were going to be having a baby, that we were going to be forming a family together. Everything w

“He had pulled stunts like that before. He mostly had me do things for him because I'm a hybrid." I took a sharp breath… my mouth was agape, continually staying that way. Hybrids were not purebreds; they were half-breeds or mixed breeds, and finding hybrids was quite a rarity. But just like the omegas or a pack member whose shift came later than usual, they are viewed as the underdogs. They are treated poorly and subjected to various forms of abuse.

It may be hybrid, but it is definitely not artificial. And that realization pains him.

They had said no. He had done it anyway. Nobody spoke for a long moment. The fire shifted in the grate, a log settling, the sound of it too ordinary for the room. It was Maya who moved first — a small thing, her hand finding her reading glasses and taking them off, setting them on her knee. Her eyes were on the middle distance, working through something, following it to its end. "Hybrid power feeds the working," she said. "It slows the decay." She looked at the journal. "He's been running a breeding program for a hundred and fifty years trying to produce a stable hybrid." A pause. "Ivy exists."

Saraya, who was reading about werewolves, recalled Raf telling her that he was the Hybrid King. “Hybrid is a kind of supernatural species that is a combination of two or more supernatural kinds. It is said that once in a million years, a hybrid is born who is the combination of all supernatural kinds. He/she has the power to rule the entire supernatural world as the King/Queen,” she read. “The hybrid can be from any supernatural race — werewolf, vampire, fairy, etc. — because in the end, he/she will be the ruler of the entire supernatural world.” She continued reading. She learned that human mates were rare for werewolves, but it wasn’t unusual.

"Your mother agreed to let me stay?" "For now," Lucian says. "Prove you're useful and she might let you stay longer." Jasper nods. Then looks at Millie. "The boy needs to know about the final stage. When both bloods fully merge." Millie glances at Lucian. "Are you sure you want to hear this?" "I need to," Lucian says. Jasper takes a shaky breath. "When Lycan power and vampire corruption merge completely, it creates something new. Something the ancient texts called the Hybrid. Neither wolf nor vampire nor Lycan. All three and none."

Frowning, I use my app again and wonder why it was hidden away at the back of the book when my eyes widen at what it translates to: Hybrid.