Sandwing/nightwing Hybrid Novels & Stories

Chapter 150 Alex "I'm the thing you fear most, proof that your precious species barriers are illusion built on prejudice rather than biology." She launched herself skyward with single powerful beat of her hybrid wings and I felt the wind from her takeoff nearly knock me over, felt the sheer force she could now command. The lead dragon tried to bat her aside again but this time when massive scaled paw swung toward Nyx she moved with speed that made her blur, moved with wolf reflexes enhanced by dragon strength and aerial maneuverability.

After a pair of black and white swan wings appeared on her back, the sudden changes in her appearance started to show. Nowo now wears a tight silver battle dress with a red cloth wrapped around her waist; she also wears boots with feather-like designs covering both of her knees. Moha didn't grow wings on his back. He is now dressed in a brown hooded cloth as an inner and a light amount of silver knight armor for him to easily move his body and use his bow and arrows comfortably. Their crystals are still with them, embedded on their right wrists. This will serve as additional protection given by the power of the stone to maintain the health of their bodies.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Ravi slammed the door behind him and was startled to find Adrian floating by the window, his wings flapping, hands folded across his chest, wearing a smug expression. He knew all too well that this creature was the one responsible for the chaos Ravi had just experienced. Ravi quickly moved to the window, fists clenched in anger, a sharp gaze directed at him with disapproval. He opened the window with a loud creak. "You're the problem here."

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

' my inner thought reminded me, "Fuck!" He growled, and my eyes widened, he was getting weak and it seemed that he was outnumbered, a sudden surge of power coursed through his veins. With a roar, he unleashed the full extent of his hybrid abilities, his eyes blazing with light as he unleashed a devastating wave of energy that sent the remaining hybrid flying backward in a tangled heap.

I need a weapon and must shift in order to look. The large room I land in has one piece of furniture with four bare walls. I hit gold when I discover the only cabinet holds weapons. I choose a well-balanced long sword with a jeweled handle. Getting it up to the tower room takes a bit of diligence, but I manage by holding it tight in my talons. As an eagle shifter, I have certain abilities greater than an ordinary eagle but not grossly so, and the sword pushes the limits of what I can carry. Once I've lugged it inside, I rest it on the bed and shift.

I wish he hadn't maybe instead of facing this alone I would have him to support me. "Rouge, you won't be punished for this I promise." The voice broke through my train of thought, I glanced up to see the space he had been empty. Arms were wrapped around me; I don't know when he moved beside me yet alone when he started to hold me but I doubted he held that type of power, he was to young to be a alpha and Alpha James would never listen to just any wolf. "Look at me." His hand softly grazed my chin turning my face to meet his own. "You. Will. Not. Go. Rouge." Each word made a sentence of their own, driving the importance of the words into my mind. I was so confused but something told me to lis

Nodding Groban gently rubbed my cheek with his hand, “You are a vampire, werewolf hybrid, a cross breed between two different supernatural species. Humans have been misled by those elite in power of the vampire covens to eradicate the hybrid species because the hybrid species are more dangerous than just a vampire or werewolf species alone,” frowning slightly I looked down as I thought it over, “But, I’m not physically dangerous. I mean besides being told I am a virus,” Groban rolled his eyes as he scoffed, “And do you actually believe that?” Thinking it over for just a moment I nodded once. Groban’s eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows furrowed,

The sudden arousal I felt at his touch made me want to be sick, was it true, could it be that I had two mates, one shifter wolf and one vampire? As if reading my mind Dagon let out a dry laugh, "See how excited she gets from my touch, that's because she's my mate, little boy." Narrowing his eyes Groban glared fiercely at him, "Impossible, she's my mate, fated by the moon. And I'm not a little boy," the irony of his words was true because Groban almost towered over Dagon by half afoot. Scoffing Dagon smirked, "Well, I suppose that's the funny thing about hybrids, her wolf side might belong to you, but her vampire side is mine, fated by blood, our father's blood."