Interspecies Reviewers Novels & Stories

“An interview with the geneticist that I recorded yesterday.” The road to this hothouse of a studio was paved with buccal swabs, blood draws, and lab testing. Six independent groups of scientists have confirmed that I am “an interspecific cross” (Latin for freak, I believe) and not, as some pundits and social media trolls have decreed, “a grifter making shit up for clout.” “. . .was not believed possible. We don’t have reports of hybrids, even from territories such as Europe, in which Weres and Humans live more amalgamated lives. What changed?”

But so much about my life I could never, ever tell her. “I believe so, yes. I’ve been doing some research the last few years about interspecies relationships like this. I have some books and I’ve met with other couples though they were hard to find,” I divulge. Her eyes light up and she immediately asks if she could meet them sometime. Two of the couples I met with were extremely into bondage and the like, which has never been my thing. They had open relationships with many sexual partners and were not at all shy about it. It only makes me cringe thinking about them ogling her, but I know she has to be a social creature.

Satu and Codex sat across from me and Drac and Mika sat next to me. “Like we were saying, we feel in our soul that you are our mate. If we touch and we feel sparks and tingles that just makes it more sure that you are in fact our mate.” Satu said as he finished pouring everyone a glass. He sat down next to Codex on the leather loveseat. “But I thought interspecies were not allowed to mix?” Drac said as he looked at me with new eyes.