Saiyan Viltrumite Hybrid Novels & Stories

I laugh but she doesn’t see the funny side of it. “I’m scared. I’m scared that Selene is going to come back and take him or her. I’m scared that they are going to be too much of a handful. I’m scared about it coming out of me. What if……” We have had this conversation a lot. “It’s unlikely to happen. Aiden has said that whatever my kind is, we are born centuries apart. I’m here so you have nothing to worry about. Plus I’m not a Hybrid. And that.” I point at her belly, “is as Aslow said, most definitely a Hybrid.”

“But not because he was cruel. Valarieth was… arrogant. Magnificent. He radiated power, but he never turned wicked. He never used his strength to destroy. He was respected. Loved. Myth says he was closest to the Supreme One.” “Then what happened to him?” Lucian asked, voice quiet. “He fell in love.” That made the room still. “With who?” Dorian asked, his arm brushing Kai’s. “A human-vampire hybrid,” Kairis replied, her voice dropping. “A rare one. A male named Zethrial.” Elias’s chest tightened.

The drive was tedious indeed; Adrian was right to worry. Drud was completely pissed after we saw the pictures. He so desperately wanted us to shift and run, or go and attack that half-breed... Lynal... no, Liam is the fucker's name. "The cunt never answered my question, but he is undoubtedly no pureblood. I'd love to know what he is, then we can find his weakness and kill him," Drud snapped, ever so pissed. "Seeing that he is a mixed abomination, pure silver won't do the trick," I sighed, displeased. "Chad did mention he had some reptilic features. Did you notice how he was shitting himself when he came to report to me?"

Crimson restraints wrapped tighter around his torso, pinning his flickering form to the obsidian floor while the dual-headed monster prepared to complete the manual reset using my life force. The escalation was a terrifying acceleration of the harvest. As Julian’s hand drew closer, the indigo light from my digital womb began to bleed outward, forming a bridge of raw data between my body and the amalgam throne. The hybrid child within me was actively assisting its grandfather, its nascent frequency overriding my remaining survival subroutines.

“That looks even worse. Leave it there, and hop up.” Her body shakes but she does. She settles on the cushion and begins the tattoo again. I want to touch her but I can feel it, if I do, I’ll lose it and touch her more. “What happened?” She whispers. “What happened is I found my mate.” Her head shakes. “Vampire hybrids can only mate with other vampire ones.” I cup her chin. “Which is why you’re so fucking rare and special, and I’m not ignoring that.” I don’t mention her magic, I’m not sure she even knows.

"You two are the perfect test subjects now. Once I refine the mix with fresh samples from you both, the hybrids multiply. Damien, your tech background adds another layer. Neural enhancements perhaps." I yanked the chains again, metal digging skin. "Fresh samples? Over my dead body. Those things look like nightmares. The guards already stink of rot. How long before the whole empire's infected?" "Long enough for me to claim every throne," Lila answered coolly. "The Emperor fades as we speak. Military swears to me. And soon, my monsters march. Avery, feel proud. Your blood builds an empire that lasts." Damien shook his head. "Proud? Disgusted. That hybrid's eyes are wrong. Too much wolf, not en

Yuri's POV We had spent four days meticulously crafting escape plans and designing a passageway based on the blueprints of labs that Solomon had provided us. Our aim was to evacuate the mixed-blood hybrids safely. My father had kept me updated, informing me that soon they would inject him, Nedra, and Nex with a serum. This serum could enhance their energy and make them feral if not adequately controlled. It's a forced serum that weaponizes mixed bloods but shortens their lifespan. I couldn't bear the thought of my father, step-sister, and step-brother suffering these consequences.

I looked round at him and saw him watching me intently. “A vessel made from two great powers, of twenty-five sun cycles in the making, will bring the creation of a great warrior,” he recited from memory and I turned and closed my eyes as he spoke “She will hold in her being the elements of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch, in a bond of the essence of Diana in the purest form, to the creation of the unequalled hybrid species,”

The contraction didn't feel like ice anymore—it felt like a clean, white-hot fire that burned away the last remnants of the Vane Global serial number under my ribs. The baby didn't cry when she hit the cold air of the apex. She let out a single, deep, concussive breath that perfectly mirrored the alpha-roar Dante had given in the slaughterhouse lines. As Kemi lifted her into the gray morning light, the child’s dark skin flashed a brilliant, light-drinking shade of violet-black before settling into a smooth, human brown. Her eyes opened—wide, unblinking, and entirely free of corporate rolling ciphers. She was the first true hybrid born outside the ledger. A sovereign heir to a broken world.

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.