Rabbit Hybrids Novels & Stories

I remained calm, not betraying the rage I felt. ''You're a hybrid." He told me, I gulped. You can tell Hybrids by the colour of their iris which ranges from a mix of the colours blue and red in the cases of royals to the mix of the colours blue and black in the cases of normals. ''If you want to see your true mate-" He begun, letting of my hand. "-Or Greg again, you're going to help us.'' He growled, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him.

He keeps the rabbit pelt in his helmet, and occasionally I catch a glimpse of impossibly white fur. When we stop for the night, deciding to camp out under the stars on a remote shoreline, I wait until Nash is a sleep before rolling over and pulling out my phone to call Arnold. He’s been a great lifeline to me, especially now that my parents are gone. “What do you know about moon rabbits?” I ask. “They’re incredibly rare,” Arnold tells me. “They’re only born during a lunar solstice and they only appear to shifters with pure hearts.” “Are they always white?” I ask.

He stood up slowly, still watching me. “You're Kael Everdeen,” he said. I just stared at him and didn't respond. He chuckled low. “So you're the one the so called Alpha Damon is most in fear of.” “What do you know about Damon?” I gritted my teeth. He didn’t answer but kust glanced at the dead creature bleeding out behind me. “Impressive. Not many make it through an encounter with a gravehowler.” “A what?” “That thing,” he nodded. “They hunt anything with blood. Especially blood that burns hotter than most.”

Ryder dropped the rag and took a seat at the table. “You will,” Keiran said softly. “We have a lot of mixed-breed mates who had perfectly healthy babies. There’s a fifty-fifty percent chance that any babies you have might be half human and half werewolf or a full-blood werewolf.” “It all depends on the genes,” Ryder muttered. “Which all depends on whether you are actually human.” I glared at Keiran. “You told them about your theory?” “I didn’t tell them anything.” “He didn’t,” Axel said before I could utter a word. “I don’t fully believe that you’re human either.”

He was leaning on the wall, with his arms crossed over his chest. 'Will Kashmir curse me when she gives birth to our children? But I did not hear her curse even when she's upset, definitely she won't curse me.' He was imagining having a family with her as if they're already in a relationship. She averted her gaze from him and turned to face Andres and spoke, "You said that there were 5 pregnant rabbits. Do they have their own partner? How many male rabbits do you have?" Andres answered here with a smirk on his face. "I have only one male rabbit ready for mating; the rest are still too young for mating."

Then he heard Lyra's voice, filled with a hint of a smile: "I don't think Black Rabbit is timid at all. It shows that it loves itself and values its life. It's not necessary for it to cross the river; it can still eat and survive on this side." Tristan paused slightly, a faint surprise flashing in his deep eyes. Red Tail howled, impatiently asking, "So in the end, did Black Rabbit go to the grassland on the other side?" Lura gently hooked her lips. "Yes, it did." "Wow! Why? Wasn't it terrified to death?" Lyra turned a page. "Because it fell in love with White Rabbit." "Wow!" Red Tail widened his eyes. "Turns out, a yellow rabbit appeared on the other side of the river, and it also liked Whit

Not only because Clavier told him his pups would be stronger than Mira, but he also mentioned that the pups would be harder to control. "This is very a rare case," the High Lord continued, "I've seen many births of hybrids during my time. They were either born as one of the parents' origin. Take an example of a hybrid of vampire and human. The child could either be a human or a vampire. Your case is different." "How different?" Mira asked, swallowing hard.

Then after a few seconds, his face brightened and he said, “Still, the cubs of you both will be a hybrid and they would look super cute. How is the process of making me a great-grandfather going?” “Don’t worry, Grandpa! She must be already carrying your grandchildren. But I am a little worried about her health right now. What if it affects her process of turning into what she desires?” Drake asked. “I will check with other clan elders. Someone must know about this Royal clan and this young hybrid. It was very rare in our olden times or almost impossible for a wolf and a hunter to mate. But it seems like this also had become common in recent days.” Ernest said.

Vampires and werewolves are born, end of story. Now, here’s where things get complicated, and where my own story really begins. A vampire or a werewolf can mate with a human. The offspring? They’ll become a vamp or a were 99% of the time. That other 1%? They remain stubbornly, frustratingly human. Then there’s the Hibridni, or hybrid. That’s what you get when a vampire or a werewolf mates with a witch. The result is pretty rare: a vampire or werewolf with magical abilities. They get the best—or worst, depending on your perspective—of both worlds. It was always understood that a vampire and a werewolf could never produce offspring with each other. It was biologically impossible, a fundamental

A connect neither of us has experienced. We sit beside a creek, nuzzled together happily. “Ari is asleep,” Juliet licks my nose. “Finch is asleep too,” I lick her back. We go at it again, because, why the hell not? Our humans are rabbits since the return of the boys. “I know about the triplets,” Juliet says to me as we lay in the snow. “I can smell it, but I haven’t told Ari. She suspects as does our brother.”