New Species Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The US had given the New Species a newly built military base, which they turned in to Homeland, a Species-run community to 6 Justice keep them safe from the outside world. Under pressure from the government, Mercile Industries was quickly settling claims brought by New Species. With some of that money they’d bought a second large section of land they named Reservation. A big body bumped Jessie, drew her from her grim thoughts and she smiled up at the male. New Species were easily identified by their animallike features. They weren’t completely human but weren't all genetically altered with the same genes either and

Nezeira spoke, “What have you found?” The vampire, “Princess, this is something I have never seen before. Remember when you said it didn’t look like anything vampire or werewolf?” Nezeira nodded in positive. The vampire said, “You were right, it ain’t. This is a new species as far as my expertise suggest.” Ywain, “New species? How so? You don’t mean half breed do you?”

Instead of saying much else, she continued to repeat the word mom over and over. “What else do you remember?” I urged, running my fingers into her messy hair and gently scratching her head to calm her. She was working herself up again, her breaths becoming shorter and raspier. “Anything about your father?” “He was experimenting when I escaped, on other species and on humans, lacing my DNA with theirs, seeing what would happen. I think he was trying to create … another species or … trying to convert humans into … a superspecies.” “A superspecies,” I whispered.

Small horns peeked through his messy hair. A black spade shaped tail flicked behind him, and leathery wings were tucked tight to his back. “Oh. My. Gods,” I breathed. “What the fuck is an incubus?” “Sex demon,” Gen whispered. “Don’t stare. They’ll know.” Too late. His eyes locked on mine, and his smile was lethal. I turned away, heart racing, and loaded my plate with food like I wasn’t dying inside. We found a seat and barely had a chance to sit before a trio of feral pretty girls stalked toward us. The leader? Blonde. Gorgeous. Tall. Insufferable.

"Two hundred years ago, a lycan of royal descent and a cat shifter were mated. The Lycans were not happy as they wanted the royal line to remain fresh. The cat shifter named Diana had a witch father. It was said that he sought power over many supernatural beings and was most delighted with the mate bond between his daughter and the Lycan, but unfortunately, war broke out between the two species, and Diana was killed. Her father was so vengeful that he swore revenge on all the Lycans and he promised to bring his daughter who, like him, was blinded by power, back to life, more dreadful and powerful. The poor Lycan, maddened by grief over the loss of his mate, committed suicide and joined her i

mumbled Izabella. Dr. Jansen sighed, "Aleksander donated a blood sample to investigate his DNA. Yeah, usually, being another species is a perfect contraceptive. His species is a little odd. Their problem is exceptionally adaptable. They still stand a reasonable probability of getting pregnant if the species they mate with is within a specified range of resemblance. And genetically speaking, our species is uncannily similar to his. Although it's not my area of expertise, I'd almost say there is a shared ancestry.

“Are you the only one? And why are you here? To take over our world or something?” “I have four brothers that are here living a normal life on this planet, just like I am. My brothers and I are here due to a war that has nearly wiped out all my species in my world. We came here to survive and begin a new life. And to save our kind. Our planet is no longer habitable. As for taking over your world?” He scoffed at that, “No. no way. We have much respect for your planet.” “So, is this bonding and mating thing normal in your world?”

“Thank you. My name is Ivory Anderson. My mate, Jet Anderson. I am the daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature. My uncle, Adron, is the god of the underworld and has been creating a new species called vamolves. He is harvesting vampires and using their blood or venom and giving it to dying wolves to create a super species. I need to stop him before his destroyed this whole planet.” The room was quiet for a few minutes. All the vampires were so still, it was like they turned into statues. I almost got to the point that was ready to not sit up so straight, so I felt human too. Jet was feeling more annoyance and pain. He really needed to lie down somewhere. “That is quite the story.” Sir

"Brandt and Emily will kill me if I touch you." Her eyebrows drew together slightly as she appeared to think about his statement. "Hmm, yep, that worries me, too. They never seem to see reason when it comes to me and the male species." "It worries you?" His voice rose and the pounding in his skull increased. Her eyebrows didn't unfurrow. "We'll need to come up with a plan to head them off. Me, being with child, might do the trick." Her face suffused with red before she continued. "Since Nicolas' sperm created a child in Zenya, everyone is wondering which species can crossbreed." The red faded to pink and she looked more content by the end of her sentence.

I said, laughing. “Hey, hey be nice. We all know she’s just frustrated, several of her friends found their mates recently, one even got mated to a human,” mom said. “A human, really,” Lilly asked. “Yeah, weird thing. Makes you wonder how the inter-species relationships work but who are we to question the Goddess. Just look at Chance and Katrina, they couldn’t be happier,” dad said. Just then Dina, Angel and Quinn arrived and everyone got busy in small talk. They all wanted to see the pups of course, who remained fast asleep since they had just nursed.