Original Hybrid Novels & Stories

*Nathan POV* “Hybrids?” Daphne asked, her pupils getting huge. Both Trinity and Kaiden looked at the twins with shock. Savy hung her head and Sammy pressed his lips together in a thin line. “You can trust us, it's not something we are proud of.” He sighed heavily. “But… how?” I asked, looking straight at my mate. “Hybrids can’t be born. It's the one undisputed, unchanged rule of the universe. No matter what species you cross together, the offspring will always be of one origin. It’s impossible.” Daphne shook her head in disbelief.

The armored man stepped closer to the camera. “Then bury her deep. Wipe what you can and start over. Create a cleaner version. One that won’t hesitate.” The screen flickered. FILE TWO – SUBJECT ONE: ORIGINS The projection shifted. Now we saw a different chamber. A boy. No older than ten. He was strapped to a chair, wires pressed into his skin, eyes dull. “He was born naturally,” a voice said. “The first hybrid.” “Too much human,” another voice argued. “He is grieving. He remembers loss.”

Jackson answered with a smirk to get under the leaders' skin. “The hybrid was not created by mixing blood or a bite, it was born. It was the biggest discovery in all of the years hunters have been around. A discovery that sent a bone-chilling fear through the hunters. That meant the supernatural was more deadly than we could have ever predicted. It also meant the weapons and poisons we have found to work against different supernaturals would not work on them. Their other halves would just heal them, so we had to start experimenting until we found the right combinations of everything to get the right poisons.” He laughed sadistically.

"The first hybrid, that's where the laws where brought in about hybrids being illegal" Villa said sipping her whiskey "My father was the first, his name was Allan, and he was the one who first stood up to Vlad, or should I say, all the nobles" "Even the kings?" "Yes, he fears they all will one day turn on us, us being man and wolf, so he rebelled, feeling he was the only one capable of doing it" "Does this mean you're a hybrid?" Claire asked.

"I learned most of what I know from my predecessor, who learned it from his. It's not the kind of history that gets written down where anyone can find it." I sat very still and listened. I'd learned, a long time ago, that the fastest way to lose information was to interrupt it before it finished arriving. "Two generations ago," he said, "a bloodline emerged that wasn't fully wolf and wasn't fully human. Hybrids, for lack of a better word, though that's not what the old texts call them. They didn't appear from nowhere. The histories aren't entirely clear on how it started, only that it did, and that within a generation there were enough of them that pure-blood packs noticed."

I bite my lower lip and nod and she says, “I can’t give you any more information about her, but please if you are going to reject her then wait. She’s been through enough without the feeling of rejection.” I nod, “If I do then I’ll wait.” My wolf growls at me for even considering rejecting her, but… she’s a hybrid! I thought vampires were extinct, I don’t understand how she’s alive. I ask, “Is there anything I need to know about her being a hybrid? I’ve never met or even heard of hybrids before.”

Now, she was something else. Her violet eyes glowed faintly in the dark, brighter than before. The golden markings that had appeared during the fight had not faded entirely but remained like faint streaks of fire under her skin. Her hair, once deep auburn, now had streaks of shimmering gold, as if kissed by magic itself. The Hybrid Princess. The title whispered through the gathered wolves like a prophecy fulfilled. “Luna Valkyrie…” Dwayne stepped forward, his sharp gaze scanning her, searching for something he couldn’t quite name. “You’ve… changed.”

Laura nodded in understanding. “How can I be of assistance?” Nadia sighed in relief. “Our world is in danger; am sure you see in the news of the killing in Australia.” Laura nodded. “I have seen news reports, but what does that have to do with us?” Nadia sighed. “It has everything to do with us because the one responsible is a hybrid, the first created by my elder, if you know the story you know he was buried as sea over a thousand years ago. He could not be killed, and our community was afraid of him. Afraid for their safety…” Laura cut her short.

I asked quietly. A masked technician approached. “Her father designed it centuries ago. She only… continues the legacy.” I turned sharply. “Her father?” He hesitated. “The old lord. The one beneath the Bathory ruins.” I steadied my breath. “Tell me everything.” The technician swallowed. His voice dropped to a whisper. “Lord Bathory is the one who first experimented on shifters. It was his hatred that created the first hybrid monsters. It was his hunger that demanded this place be built.”

I observed a wilted rose blossom gradually, opening up into a firm sprout inside the crystal. Everyone gasped with their hands on their mouths. I was left with nothing but confusion. "This sprouting rose has been withered in this crystal for some decades now. Once it sprouts and blooms, it signifies that my mate is near. The moon goddess predestined all of these, which implies that 'You are my MATE'." Xavier explained further while I shook my head in disagreement. How could this happen? All of a sudden, a translucent light surrounded him and he transformed from his Lycan form to his human form.