Hyde From Wednesday Novels & Stories

I said turning to face him “unless you’re not the hybrid that you claim to be” “Well, consider yourself lucky; you wore the white dress every girl opts for, and you’re going to be mated like any wolf would” he whispered leaning toward my ear “and only then will I show you the hybrid that I claim to be”

"My lord! We may have found her." I released Drevak, letting him collapse to the floor, coughing violently. My gaze snapped to the demon who had spoken. “Speak.” “One of our spies in the human realm reported a girl with silver hair,” the demon said quickly. “She matches the description perfectly. And she’s been seen with two young werewolves.” My smirk returned. So… she was finally within reach. The hybrid was within my grasp. My long lost niece. I turned back to the mirror, dragging my claws against its surface.

Bronwen Wednesday morning has dawned snowy and freezing. Alec raps on the door with his open palm, banging on it like he's the police! “Bronwen Elizabeth James. Open this damn door, right fucking now!” He demands in a deep, annoyed voice. “Alec Kinkaid James. You sound like a damn lunatic!” I shout, pulling open the door. “It is five-thirty in the morning! What the hell is wrong with you?”

Damn wolf! “Mindy, what was this plan?” I ask her, and she whimpers and gulps. She opens her mouth when the door crashes against the wall in the hallway. I jump up and run towards the front door to see the warriors trying to restrain an angry Hyde. “ENOUGH! Hyde, calm yourself!” I say as I move forward. I give the warriors a look and they back off. I stand in front of him and I see his beautiful brown eyes are swimming with unshed tears.

She would usually go through with every dare, and had a pretty hot streak going. "Becky the daredevil!" Steve chanted excitedly. That was her name, and she was proud of it. Steve looked at Becca and Demitri, smirking. He then whispered something into Kendra's ear. Kendra laughed and Becca started regretting her choice.

I was already regretting this by the time I stepped out of the cab. I checked my phone. Ten minutes late. I exhaled slowly and stirred my coffee for the fifth time while pretending to read the menu pasted on the glass while really watching the street. I didn't know what I was expecting. A flashy car. A driver. Something dramatic. What I got was a black sedan pulling quietly to the curb. The door opened, and he stepped out. Dorian Wellington looked exactly like his photo— and not at all like it at the same time. Taller than I imagined. Broader. Well polished in person. He wore a dark coat over a crisp shirt, his hair neatly done.

PRISCA Time seemed to taunt me as it passed painfully slowly, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the room. The hours slipped by too fast, yet felt like eternity, each moment bringing me closer to the inevitable horror awaiting me tonight. Zion, the Demon Lord, had made it clear—he was going to take me, forcefully, and I had no way to stop him. Whatever drug was coursing through my veins kept me weak, helpless, and I had no idea how long it would last. Zion had left earlier, saying he'd be back before sunset for some twisted ceremony.

“I will not be a pawn in your ridiculous games of use and discard.” His blood roared in his ears, his wolf clawing at him, demanding he put her in her place. His hands curled into fists at his sides, but Matilda wasn’t finished. But she wasn’t done. She stepped closer, challenging him, daring him to lose his composure. “Poor, weak Liam,” she drawled. “Brought to his knees by a mere Hybrid.” She let out a derisive laugh, shaking her head in mock pity. “She broke you when she left? Made you whimper after her like a dog in heat?”

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

Kiara said as we walked around the kingdom, I had gotten her to change her dress and to wear white jeans and a long sleeved violet shirt as the weather was cold and it was better for her to be wearing something that she would be comfortable in through the day. “Well, why not?” I asked as we passed a coffee shop the people bowed upon seeing us passing though neither one of us paid them any attention as we were busy speaking, however, I could hear the people murmuring about me walking with a girl in the middle of town, and her being human shocked them as I was never known to being around any other female that was not my mother or sister “I am a hybrid, a mixture between a hybrid and a werewolf