Novel & Cerita Hybrids Species

he told me. It took me a moment to realise that he meant 'abomination'. They called him that. I'd heard a lot of people call me that, too. Did that mean he was a hybrid, too? "Are you....a hy-brid, too?" I managed to ask. "What is that?" He asked, sounding thoroughly confused. I had a feeling his vocabulary was limited. Or maybe he was too drugged up to understand much. Something told me it was the former. How to explain this, though? "A hybrid is....some-one who is half were-wolf...and half...witch," I explained slowly.

“I just hope this experience didn’t traumatize these guys.” “So they’re strong and empathic,” Kai said. “Did they absorb the powers of the vampires? Are they hybrids?” “I don’t know,” Thea said. She maneuvered a pup to nurse him. “Hybrids have never existed. Vampires can’t reproduce because they aren’t alive. Even when witches and werewolves mate, the offspring is either a witch or a werewolf. I don’t know what these guys are, but they feel different.” ***

I muttered. Ríoghán lifted the stone and leaned over to look at it through the table lamp and appeared astonished. “He loved you yet you have two mates?” “I was told by my father that my species can have multiple mates,” I explained and he listened without any judgment. Nodding, he placed the stone back into my palm and said, “Do you know what your species is?” Shaking my head I mumbled softly, no. “You're a hybrid and a natural dual species, very special and a rarity,” he said firmly.

I wished I could provide that comfort instead, but rather than having that wish of mine, I got to hear Seraphina’s bright ideas about how to end the war. But then, the conversation shifted. “What do you know about Hybrids, Nick?” My grip tightened on the edge of a wooden crate until the pine splintered beneath my fingers. Hybrids. Nicola and I had been dancing around the possibility. Because if Celeste were mine, she would be a mixture of both worlds. “Hmm. I know they are creatures created when two different beings come together.” Nicola answered, shrugging as he added, “But there are various kinds of Hybrids, Princess. What type do you want to know about?”

Six months after Aurora's birthday, crisis emerged from unexpected direction: the hybrid children themselves. A group of fifth-generation hybrids kids so thoroughly mixed they couldn't trace single species ancestry published manifesto demanding recognition as separate species entirely. "We're not vampire-witch-werewolf-fae hybrids," the manifesto declared. "We're something new. We need new species designation, new legal category, new cultural identity that isn't defined by what we're mixed from but by what we are becoming." The Fourth Species council was blindsided. "We spent decades fighting for hybrid recognition. Now they want separate species status? That fragments everything we built."

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.

*Nathan POV* “Hybrids?” Daphne asked, her pupils getting huge. Both Trinity and Kaiden looked at the twins with shock. Savy hung her head and Sammy pressed his lips together in a thin line. “You can trust us, it's not something we are proud of.” He sighed heavily. “But… how?” I asked, looking straight at my mate. “Hybrids can’t be born. It's the one undisputed, unchanged rule of the universe. No matter what species you cross together, the offspring will always be of one origin. It’s impossible.” Daphne shook her head in disbelief.

Ugh. I sat on the settee, my leg plopped on the table, a bowl of grapes and juicy strawberry resting comfortably on my lap with a third book I'm about to complete. I've gone through two books which contains the history of vampires and werewolves and boy they really despised each other back then. This third book is about the twins parents and how the reconciled both clans through the birth of the twins which was impossible as both never thought they'll have an offspring from their taboo of a union, a hybrid, the first of their kind and the most powerful of all their kinds. My hybrids. I voice out my thoughts loving the way it slip off my lips. Suddenly my phone went off.

Sable said “She is wrong in this matter. I think she got mixed up when she had different species mix their blood lines.” Frank told us “How can you say that? There are a lot of hybrids in the world.What do you plan to do with them all?” Nigel asked “If we had it our way they would be slaves or killed off to save the pure blood lines. If they inter mix and as long as one only shares one or the other parents traits then they are safe because then they are only one but if they show both parents traits then they will be turned into a slave or killed. That is what we are looking for. We come to get all of you to join our cause. So we can get rid of the other elders and anyone who goes against us.

The Supernatural Triad Council, which consisted of the supreme heads of the witch, vampire, werewolf, and human species, changed laws so that hybrids could be accepted globally. Any cross-species is considered a hybrid because two different kinds of them produce offspring. Therefore, one of Mikayla’s parents is a Fairy while the other is a wolf. "Son, you could have said that's the reason for choosing her instead of playing around our heads," Dad posited before he went into a mind-link with someone.