Hybrids Species Novels & Stories

She said, "Lena is notorious at the university now. No female werewolves with mates want to be near Lena. After all, a woman who goes around destroying others' relationships as mates is terrible." Annette smiled and said, "Not every mate is as useless as Kyle." Roxanne had not yet found her mate, so she was not yet deeply touched on the subject. Roxanne thought for a few seconds and asked, "Everyone knows that Fiona, the principal, is Kyle's mother. Fiona turned a cold face on such a good werewolf as you. How can she accept Lena? I remember Lena got a C in Fighting Class." "Fiona can't accept who I am. You know that I'm a Hybrid," Annette said and gave a wry smile. Then she continued, "Thoug

“But this is different. This hybrid isn’t like the ones from Kevin’s lab. We’re talking about something far more dangerous—someone with two animal spirits, or an animal spirit mixed with supernatural powers.” “Like Yuri,” I said quietly, the realization dawning on me. “Yes,” Drake confirmed. “Or it could be a wolf shifter with vampire powers. Or a dragon shifter with witch magic. The possibilities are endless.” I shook my head, unwilling to believe it. “No. Those kinds of hybrids are practically unheard of. There are barely two or three recorded cases in history. Even hybrids with two animal spirits usually die young.”

Complications. "Survival's rarely the issue these days," Blackwood said. "Two species can almost always have a healthy child. The mystery is what comes after." He spread his hands. "Hybrids. Their abilities, their growth, the way their bodies respond to things — much of it is still unknown. We're collecting cases as fast as we can, but every hybrid writes a new page." Something about the word hybrid sat oddly in my chest. I didn't know why. "Let's see who we've got tonight." Blackwood shaded his eyes against the lights, scanning the room, cheerful. "Cross-species couples — how many do we have? Wolf and lion?"

The Tromara were all dead. “They hunt and kill abominations,” he said. When my brow furrowed, he clarified, “Hybrids.” A confused frown knit my brow. “There’s no such thing as hybrids. I mean, the Tromara used to take from different supernatural types and mix them together, but—”

Eventually, when they were all sold, he would have to make more, and who better to show them their purpose and protect them than a former experiment? It didn't matter what they were being sold for. They were all going once their numbers dwindled. It was happening in all seven contenents and across all one hundred ninety-five countries around the world. Hybrid trading had been a big thing since humans started messing with animal DNA and making the first hybrids. Back then, they were called Chimera's, but it was such a duragatory term. Hybrids quickly became the new word for the new pets popping into the world. "Alright, that's enough! Back to your rooms, children." They all did as they were t

Me? “Hybrid children are very rare and they are feared. Vampires don’t usually mate outside of their clan, likewise the werewolves. They also don’t breed children with other species. However Kol and Amara did what they did and a child was born, and as the bloodlines would have it, it ended up being you.” I looked up at him, but his eyes were trained on the fountain springs. “Hybrids are feared?”

Though her big sis is a tribrid with exceptional powers, two different clans of the supernatural marrying are frowned upon by many coz the result of such a union would be a hybrid. How her big sis turned out to be a tribrid is even more shocking. Maybe her parents, one of them was a hybrid who married another supernatural clan member? Hybrids usually can't shift to either form of their parents, they just have some features of both forms. For instance, if a vampire and serpent man were mated, their child upon shifting would have a forked tongue, sharp claws, scattered scales all over their body and an exceptional thirst for blood. They could even have two different eye colours of both forms.

Where are you, little niece? For eighteen years, I have searched for her. The cursed hybrid—my brother’s disgrace. He defied our laws, tainted our bloodline, and for what? Love? The thought made my lip curl in disgust. Because of his foolishness, an abomination now walked this world, carrying power that should have never existed. Power that should be mine.

"However, one thing is certain. At least from what I know, Malevolent Phantoms cannot truly reproduce by merging with other species. No matter what, they won't give birth to a real Malevolent Phantom." Felix latched onto that last sentence, his grip tightening as he quickly asked, "Then, if they aren't real Malevolent Phantoms, does that mean whoever's controlling you guys can't reclaim them?" Donna replied, "Exactly! A hybrid is just that—a hybrid. Think of it like ligers, the lion-tiger hybrids humans breed. They're entirely new species. How could the ones controlling us possibly reclaim them?" Felix's heart pounded with excitement. "Then, if we treat them like normal people and use regula