Rainwing Skywing Hybrid Novels & Stories

Through my blurred vision, I catch his wolf looking right at me. If I didn't know better, I would think he feels my pain. But this is the sadist alpha. He has no feelings whatsoever. The pain becomes unbearable, and with my beasts being weak, I don't know how much longer my human body can take it. Everything about hybrids is intense, not only the positive essences but also when it comes to pain and emotions. We get everything in double the normal wolf or a vampire gets. I feel myself slipping away. I tiredly lean on the branch and the last thing I see is the glowing yellow eyes staring at me. Sadly.

“I swear I will make whoever did this suffer slowly and painfully until he begs me to end his miserable life.” “Wow. You’re scarier.” Aira drawled. Zarah snorted. “Wait until you see her hybrid from.” “Wait a sec. She’s also a hybrid?” She looked surprised as she bounced her gaze between me and Zarah. “She’s—” “Half witch, half Lycan. I know. I was just messing with you.” She rolled her cute, small eyes. “I saw an image of a hybrid in a book.” “And?” I looked blankly at her.

As he gained height, he could see the red fire engines pulled up before the house, as well as the white police cars blocking the road from passers-by. The Emissary and her four hybrid mates jumped from the roof of the house into the yard and out onto the road. From the back garden of a house, an astonished child dropped their ball and gaped up at him. Samuel waved and caught an updraft, losing sight of the hybrids as they began to run at vampire speed, blurring to the vision. He would stand out against the sky, he knew, a black-winged form too big for a bird, and too small for anything else other than what he was – a winged man.

I nodded with a soft gasp “Yes. How did you know?” “That’s why I am here. You are now a pure werewolf, Alysia” “Because you are not only a wolf, Alysia.” Her words struck like a blow. I looked at Damon, but he said nothing. Just watched with unreadable eyes. “What do you mean?” I whispered. “I am a werewolf” “You are,” she corrected when she saw I was close to panicking “But you are a hybrid. A rare one. You have elven and witch blood running through your veins as well”

Caspian commanded. Jade understood. She didn't use a button. She reached into the jet’s engine data and ripped the safety protocols apart. A massive plume of white-hot plasma erupted from the wing, engulfing the Siren. The creature shrieked, her iridescent scales blackening as she was ripped from the wing by the sheer force of the slipstream. But she wasn't alone. Sentinel 05—a massive, winged hybrid that looked like a mechanical gargoyle—dived from the clouds above, its talons tearing through the Ares IV’s tail assembly.

The executive hangar was a massive, sterile cavern of polished steel and white neon, a stark contrast to the blood-slicked concrete of the Moonhaven Coast. In the center of the bay sat Rhys’s private aircraft—a sleek, multi-million silver shard VTOL. Its carbon-fiber hull was pitch black, stamped with the silver frost-wolf emblem of the Stormfang Syndicate. The twin jet engines rotated slowly on their housings, emitting a low, bass-heavy hum that rattled right through Agnes’s boots.

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

Twilight asked Swift Mustang. “Shadow Star is the leader of my group, he’s the element bearer of Devotion” said Swift “that’s right Swifter” said Shadow Star “you’re Shadow Star and why you’re flying?” Twilight asked “why I’m flying with one wing I don’t why.” Said Shadow Star “his right wing was severed when he was chased by a dragon” said Swift Mustang “yep I was chased by a dragon and his attack severed my right wing and that event haunts me still” said Shadow Star. Twilight pats his shoulder “It’s okay people get haunted by events of the past and yet you continue fighting” said Twilight. “Thank you Twilight anyway Astral Mist, Lunar Scar & Ivory Wings will be here soon “I’m here Shadow!!

Selene said, I kissed her to shut her up; the second I pulled away, I grabbed her face and smiled, “That was incredible!” I told her, “You really are a powerful witch.” Amber said, “A powerful witch with little control.” Grandfather told her, I stared at him for a moment, “What do you mean?” I asked, he sat us all down as he began to explain, “A half blood witch isn’t too powerful, but still enough to be a little scared of. A full blooded witch, if terrifying and is definitely someone to fear. But a hybrid,” he looked at Selene, “There’s never been a hybrid witch of all three: a werewolf, a vampire, and a witch. Not to mention having witches in both bloodlines.”