Lycan-vampire Hybrid Novels & Stories

" she asks, finally turning to him. Her emerald gaze holds his, raw and vulnerable now, the glow gone. "No," he says firmly. "But I also think... you're not just a hybrid, Alessia. You're something more. Maybe even something we've forgotten how to believe in." "Hybrid?" She's caught off guard. "Yes. Hybrid. Doctor Dathan said you're the one foretold to save our kind. The one born from of the blood of a Lycan and a witch. The chosen."

That I’ve been thrown into a freezing river and I’m so far under the water I’ll never get back up. “The Werewolf gene is passed through the male line.” Cain explains. “Every male Wolf will produce pups because their genes are dominant. That’s why you’re not a Wolf because a female Wolf cannot produce pups with a male human partner. But with Sullivan blood, if you have offspring with a Wolf, they’ll not only be Wolves, they’ll be Lycans. Original Wolves.” I shake my head, shutting my eyes, burying them in my palms. “I can’t have children.”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The truth was right there, but fear tightened around my throat and swallowed it whole. And Damien… He hadn’t looked away once. His eyes were locked on me, sharp and unreadable. It felt like he could see through me. I was having a panic attack and I couldn't move. I wished I could disappear. After what felt like forever, I gave the smallest nod. It was all I could manage. The priest raised his arms high. “Then, by the ancient laws of the Lycan bloodline, I now pronounce you mates. May the Moon Goddess bless your union.”

Her bright blue eyes shimmer under the moonlight, and she looks so much like me in that moment, it steals my breath. The energy in the air shifts. It pulses. Builds. A hush falls over the crowd, and I can feel the eyes of our friends, our family, on them. Everyone is holding their breath. Leo moves first. His body trembles, his spine arches, and I hear the sharp intake of breath as his bones begin to shift and reform. It’s fast, smoother than I expect, and within moments, where my son stood is now a towering Lycan. His fur is deep grey, almost black, and he’s massive, taller than most of the warriors in the pack already. His eyes, still his eyes, scan the crowd for a heartbeat before settlin

she has more experience than him. Emily explained to Olivia her witch side, it was quite a shock to her, she is dealing with the fact she was a wolf, and then all of a sudden she is a hybrid between witches and Wolves. While Emily teaches Olivia about her witch side I have been teaching her about wolves, everything she needs to know about wolfs and about becoming a Luna. Because she is pregnant she can't turn but she can feel her wolf inside of her. I haven’t dealt with Lorena or Isobel yet, I am trying to get as much time as I can with Olivia, as I am afraid of losing her. I hate thinking about this.

I tried to hide my hurt at her reaction. "What are they masters of?" She asked in aggitation. "We are vampire-hybrids, they are the original hybrids that we have evolved from." She stared at me wide eyed. "Okay, so what are vampire-hybrids?" "Vampire-hybrids are part human, vampire, wolf and any other animal that you can imagine. I myself am vampire, lycan (wolf), chameleon and human. The reason you have passed for human all these years is because you don't have that many dominating genes. So far I only know of the vampire and wolf, which both thave human forms. I don't really know what else you are at this point, no one does." I was actually intrigued that the Tribe knows really noth

“We are still not sure who’s the real culprit. That fire might be a diversionary strategy to mislead us. We can’t be sure who is the real culprit here. Of course, we all know those damn hunters and witches are our enemies. But how about those who want to betray the crown? The most dangerous enemies are the ones we thought were our allies.” The Lycan King opened his eyes. His eyes were red as blood with streaks of gold. He’s a hybrid, a mixture of vampire and Lycan, and not one soul in all of Devonlaire was as strong as he is. He drummed his sharp claws on the top of the table. He then smile, a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face, and his fangs were long and sharp than that of a werewo

Ryan said. ”Well wasn’t it a full moon yesterday?” Emily said to which Ryan nodded. “It was but hybrids can choose to turn or not. Lycan’s can also do that too,” “What’s the difference between the Lycans and the wolves?” Michael asked this time. “Well they are more aggressive, they are stronger, their senses are a lot more heightened than ours and they have a more murderous tendency. However, after some time they can become tame and calculative.” Michael nodded with understanding while I played with my fingers nervously. I wondered if Ryan would have an answer about why the wolf spoke to me or who the other white wolf was. After thinking about it, I decided to ask.

He looked up, and I could feel his hatred floating in the air. “Eli!” Oliver tried to bring him back in line. If we just played our cards right, Victor would get bored quickly. All he wanted was to be sure that we wouldn’t attack them. I might just convince Oliver to attack after they left, but for now we had to play the role of servant. History taught us that Lycans were bred by the Vampires. They were created for the sole purpose of protecting the vampires.

Darren shifted out of instinct, his legs turning into hinds of a dastardly dangerous bipedal beast. In a matter of minutes, Darren turned into a man-wolf, appearing dominant and awry... A vivid painting of a legend, a myth told over centuries of existence. The first generation of the cursed race of moon howlers... A true Lycan! He nimbly lept on a wall, causing a loud bang and climbed the building to the top with his sharp claws. The walls sustained marks, causing several bricks to break in and fall, but Darren didn't mind. In fact, he only acted out of instinct now as he'd lost all rationality.