Saiyan Kryptonian Hybrid Novels & Stories

I wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Damned hexane and her evil descendants. The truth was simple. In a complicated way still. Hectane and I were lovers; decades ago, she was the first in line of moonwalkers. They kept it strictly within their bloodline. Maybe I did love her just as much as she loved me. I knew there was also the fact that I wanted to wield those powers. The powers that came with being a hybrid were outstanding, …and now, merging the powers of being a moon healer, it would make me… divine, immortal without flaw or the need to hunt for things to eat; it would make me better than a slave to blood and an enemy to daylight.

The king asks, and Kyros says he's a hybrid, shocking me even more. "That's impossible. Hybrids don't exist." "They do, my king. I'm one, and so is Driviar, the wizard who was working with Dimitris. The wizard who was training me," he says, and a dizzy spell washes over me, causing me to stumble back-no longer shocked, just numb as he drops yet another bomb.

In three weeks she hadn’t forgotten a single complaint she had against him. Her attention was drawn from the man to the young woman at her side. Cassandra Sinclair, daughter of a tribunal member, Dash Sinclair. At eighteen, Cassandra was slender, with long black hair and light, almost pale blue eyes. She had the genetic perfection of features that all Breeds had, though she was what they called a hybrid, a child born of Breed sperm that had fertilized a human egg that hadn’t been changed by the genetics needed to create the Breeds. Her mother had then been artificially inseminated and carried Cassandra to term.

“Even after she chose me.” Damian set his jaw. “You’re not her.” “I’m what she’s becoming. The side she buries every time she calls herself Queen.” “Then you’re just noise,” he said. He lunged, but his body passed through the image. It laughed softly, a sound like glass cracking. “You can’t fight what lives in her veins.” The laughter became a roar. The void around him dissolved into a storm of red lightning. Far above, on the plateau’s edge, the remaining Hybrids felt the tremor rise again. The crater pulsed like a wounded heart, silver and red light flickering against the night sky.

Christ, I felt like I was somehow intruding in my own home. Even more unexpected and, somehow, more unsettling, it had just been disclosed that Lucian wasn’t even a full Lycan. He was, apparently, a hybrid. A fucking hybrid. It was no wonder how the man remained undefeated in battle. Or how his skills always seemed far more advanced than the average soldier. It was all because he was genetically different. Different. A freak! A monstrosity that somehow weaseled his way into the palace and took control of the throne.

i don't want to be any hybrid, whatsoever,I just want to be me, myself,I want my Powers to come back,I don't want to be an HYRBID "Mera"dad called to me,this is all his fault!!!I don't even want a mate!!I began to cry as I ran outside "Mera!"I heard my name being called.i refuse to answer as I head to the quarters where I was told treyson was " Where the fuck are you!"I screamed as I walked in, everywhere was so quiet "Come out and see what you caused,see the fuck you caused"I cried as I destroyed and broke things "You caused me pains and I have to bear the cross alone! being some stupid HYBRID!,let me just kill you instead!"I screamed in pains as I feel that echo coming through in my head a

Elena’s iridescent blue eyes were wide with a mixture of pain and a new, celestial joy as she breathed in synchronization with the lunar resonance. "He’s coming, Mom," Leo said, his voice thick with a raw, primal pride that reminded me so much of Killian when the triplets were born. The birth was a sensory white out of pure, tempered light. As the child entered the world, the resonance of the entire lunar colony spiked in a harmonious, violet chord. He was a "Triple Hybrid," the first of his kind, possessing the silver marrow of the wolf, the adaptive spirit of the human, and the pearlescent, glowing skin of the Astraean Light Weavers. His eyes opened to reveal a deep, amethyst violet that h

He sits up immediately, his expression innocently guilty. “I promise it’s just a few questions this time.” “Ask now, before I change my mind.” I tease. “Who is the hybrid?” He asks, those large eyes peering up at me through the darkness. I wait for my body to still as it always does at the sound of him, but it doesn’t. That’s a good sign. “No one knows what he looks like,” I respond calmly. “But they say he is part vampire and part werewolf.” “And he killed you papa.” He says quietly.

I ask with a glare. “She’s the most special kind of hybrid there is and the only one in existence. She is a white wolf with golden eyes as I presume you are as well given your eye color. You are the only two in existence and it’s quite amazing how you ended up being mates. Luna is also a witch and the demon queen.” Amelia says and I notice Luna flinch at her words out of the corner of my eye.

"We're too powerful, too dangerous, too uncontrolled. Humanity will never accept us. So I'm creating something better. Hybrids. Supernatural strength with human loyalty. A new species that can coexist with humans because they're partly human themselves." "You're insane." "I'm pragmatic." The Serpent moved closer. "And now that I have you, your sister will come. Thelma can't resist saving you. It's who she is. And when she does, the twins will be mine. The True Alpha will fall. And Crimson Dawn will have everything we need to create a supernatural-human hybrid army." They stepped fully into the light, and I could see their faces clearly now. My world shattered. It was impossible. It couldn't