Híbrido Novels & Stories

I say to hickey, "You!!! Aren't you a twin? The twin to a hybrid"

She said and he sighed. The Lord's eyes shone as he fisted his huge palm on the rails and sighed. His other side was at peace because it had nothing to do with his mate. Although everyone saw him as the Wolf Alpha no one knew about his inner demons. He was a Hybrid. A rare breed that came from two different species mating together. Although he had been trying hard to put together Beatrice's powers. From what he had seen at the main time she was a witch and a cold-blooded vampire but now he was almost convinced that she was more than that.

What did she mean by that? I had read books about them and they weren’t common at all. In all of werewolves’ history, only one in a thousand could ever be a hybrid and it was rare. Hybrids were so powerful. It was really hard to defeat one. They were fearless, like amazons. But that’s definitely how someone would describe me to be like.

I asked Ramses. He continued pacing by my side for a moment. “I haven’t encountered many Hybrids in my time in New Orleans, but something that Katrina said a while back is sticking out in my head. She said that a Hybrid is essentially two types of magic stuffed into one body. Which essentially means, there isn't enough room for the magic to fully engage. Meaning, they will have the powers of two magics but it will not be full powers. So if that theory is correct, then I would say no, they wouldn’t have enough power to make her vanish like she did.” He said. “That makes sense. There isn’t enough room for the magic to fully encase the body. So, it would make sense that two magic types inside a

"I know. Hold on, you would have to hold on a little longer too, please don't shut your eyes," I nodded in obedience, trusting him even though I knew he was one of them, I wondered the reason my blood was not affecting him maybe because he was a hybrid. I knew he had the strength and abilities of both vampires and werewolves because I had seen him fight before when he protected me. More vampires emerged from the shadows, Adrian's muscles tensed, and a low growl emitted from his chest. Three more vampires stepped into the clearing, their eyes glowing with hunger and their tongues flicking across their lips. They moved flawlessly, their fangs bared as they advanced. One of them, a tall figure

“And the tremors? Why is her body reacting this way?” Jeremiah sighs. “Her body’s fighting the pregnancy. I’ve examined her thoroughly. She’s not strong enough for this.” His tone softens, but there’s still weight behind it—finality. “A hybrid pregnancy causes minor tremors, sure—nausea, fatigue, even fainting. But a tribrid…” He shakes his head. “That’s something else entirely. Tribrid pregnancies were designed by the Ancients to stop bloodline mixing. The child seeks dominance. It’s either the child lives, or the mother.”

As Carlos were about to mount on his horse, an arrow was hurled in his direction and he was swift to duck. We looked in the direction at which it was thrown and we were shocked to see three huge men with a cross mark on their forehead. We knew they were hybrids because that mark was an identification for them. They were hefty, muscular and as tall as giants. Their faces were scary and they looked aggressive as their teeth jolted out in their mouth. We knew these hybrids were part werewolves, part vampires. They are known for their strength and desire for power. They never had businesses with werewolves and Lycans but I wondered why these ones in particular were trying to attack us.

He turned the tap knob to the opposite direction and he stretched both his hands to carry some water that he splashed on his face while waiting for Lily’s next text reply. He looked at himself in the mirror and He noticed that He was looking a lot hairier than before and this might sound crazy but He can definitely tell that He looked a lot bigger than the way He was last night. Even puberty don’t hit teenagers that rapidly in just a day. He noticed three parallel lines on both sides of his cheeks just like the whiskers of a cat and that really threw him off balance as He fell to the floor out of surprise. He slowly got up on his feet and Dylan looked at the mirror one more time but He could

He stares at me sternly and sighs deeply with lips cracked and a little opening of his mouth. “Yes, I have fought a hybrid before, but that was at a young age. Hybrids are dangerous. They are the one thing that scares a werewolf more than a vampire. They are tougher and scarier because they have the strength of both a vampire and a werewolf compacted together. Now hybrids can work in the sun because of their Werewolf parts, unlike full-blooded vampires who can't behold sun rays. A hybrid has times two of a vampire and werewolf's powers combined but it also depends on the age.

The red liquid that was rabbit blood and tomato mixture flowed down to the soles of my feet. “I know.” I said this without looking at Gabriel. My shoulders relaxed, and my head nodded weakly. “I know mixed blood is an enormous risk.” “Death is the least painful thing for a hybrid. I've heard that as a hybrid grows older, the cells in its body are slowly destroyed. This is because the mixed blood of two powerful beings fights each other to prove they are the winners. But, no one wins.” Gabriel's breathing sounded heavy, as if a stone were crushing his chest. His tone also dropped as he spoke the last sentence, as if he could feel the pain in the hybrid.