Skywing Nightwing Hybrid Novels & Stories

Zeus said. I glare at him. If I tried to fight this bastard, I'd die as soon as I attacked him. Werewolf especially, a hybrid, crossbreed between a dragon and a werewolf was the strongest among us and in the world of shifters. They are wingless but they are huge, larger than the king himself. I heaved a sigh. This hybrid doesn't know how to leave me alone.

It smelled metallic. Lumi had been shot. I screamed, yelling at him to stay awake. What if he passed out and died from there? The thought brought a throbbing pain to my chest which seared as I looked at the arrow wound on his arm. There was so much blood for such a small wound, why wasn't he healing up? "You said you were half vampire, what's your other half?" The arrows must have been laced with something. He didn't seem to understand my words as he clenched his palm into a fist and fell down in a faint. I noticed the blood there too. He had two wounds.

He planned to do this by first attaining immense power. Maximus's immense greed for power grew until he didn't just wanted to take over our clan but the entire supernatural world. He found out that there was a being powerful enough to help him do this' he said. 'And who is this being' I asked. He only stared at me blankly before responding. 'Your mate, phoenix' he replied. I just stared at him, utterly confused about what he just said. 'Phoenix?' I asked. 'Yes, phoenix. Your mate is a hybrid who is part werewolf, part vampire and part fairy. She possesses immense powers that whoever mates with her becomes extremely powerful. Maximus craves that power hence he is going after her' He concluded

Misty confirms, but her expression is grim. “This baby is a hybrid. Half shifter, half vampire… and possibly a mystic, like her.” I squeeze Skye’s hand. “They didn’t deserve this.” “What happened in Aurorium?” the silver-eyed man asks, and I look up at him. Ryatt. He has to be the Shadowsynger. He’s a legend–a god, all things considered. Blake rolls his shoulders. I already know he’s seen everything at this point.

Her eyes caught sight of a wing flap as Tristan crossed the moon's glowing surface, he planned to dive into the fight. Tristan tucked his wings and swooped down and grabbed a wolf up by the scruff of his neck. A yelp could be heard loudly as the wolf disappeared into the night. Another swish of wings and another yelp, and yet another pack member went missing. Ciaran flipped two vampires off his back before he felt claws wrap around him. His paws were lifted a foot off the ground when he twisted in Tristan's grip and fell back to the ground. Quickly, he jumped and slashed at the winged mutated wolf. Successfully splitting one wing, Tristan's flight became wobbly.

"I was trying to keep you safe! Do you have any idea of the dangers out there? The forces that want to use you for your power?" "Of course I do!" I shouted back, feeling my wings manifest in response to my heightened emotions. They spread wide, glowing with celestial energy. "But I'm not some delicate flower, Ethan. I'm a Celestial hybrid, prophesied to save the world. I need a partner, not a jailer!" Mason, who had been watching our exchange silently, chose that moment to intervene. "She's right, Ethan. Aurora is stronger than either of us realized. She needs support, not control."

Cane growled, his voice dropping into the register of a true Alpha. "Oh, great," Vinnie muttered, staring up at the creatures. "We got flying freaks and mantis-men. Boss, can we put these on the tab?" "Shut it, Vinnie!" Gideon leveled his pulse cannon at the bat-hybrid. "Hey, you wings! You’re trespassing on a private hijacking!" She didn't even look at him. She looked at me. "The White Wolf. We tracked your scent through the harbor. You have such a tragic habit of leading us to your toys."

If they didn't feel pain, he would have to give them total structural failure. He lunged at the nearest one, his claws glowing with a jagged silver radiance. He didn't aim for the chest or the head. He targeted the joints. He caught the creature’s wrist and twisted, releasing a concentrated burst of high-frequency vibration directly into the bone. The sound of shattering calcium echoed through the hall. The prototype’s arm went limp, hanging by a few threads of gray muscle. Before Sora could celebrate, the other three slammed into him simultaneously. He was pinned to the floor, silver blades carving deep furrows into his shoulders and back. The smell of his own burning blood filled his nose.

I felt a little jab in my chest at her subtle rejection. “I was right, she’s a hybrid”. Minka muttered beside me, while I stared at Raven who seemed like all is lost. She peered between us with bafflement written all over her face. I preferred her fiery eyes glaring at me than the hopelessness I could see in her eyes. “Okay. She is a hybrid, I get it, but why the hell is she suddenly deaf?”. I snapped in annoyance. “She had never accepted her second counterpart, now that part is fighting for control”.

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,