Skywing Rainwing Hybrid Mga Nobela at Kwento

Zephyr screamed from the prow. Saoirse looked up. diving from the cloud layer above them were three shapes. They looked like birds, but they were too big, too angular. Their wings didn't flap; they locked into place. "Iron-Wings!" Vane cursed, spinning the wheel. "Imperial Interceptors! They’re mechanized wyverns!" The creatures shrieked—a sound of tearing metal. They were biological horrors, wyverns that had been flayed and fitted with jet turbines on their wings and cannons in their mouths.

Before Xavier could turn to face the hybrid, he was overpowered and trapped in his grasp. The fierce looking hybrid brought out his dagger and stabbed Xavier on the back. "No!" Camelia yelled, emotions getting the best of her as she fixed her eyes on Xavier who was groaning. Her anger was visible and as as she kept screaming, the leaves rustled, trees bent in different directions as a mighty wind whirled angrily like it was responding to her screams. In the twinkle of an eye, the three hybrids were carried and hurled in the heavy wind. They dropped down abruptly to the floor in an unconscious state.

You can as well call me Joseph the fucking Dreamer. I squint my eyes looking at my twins and they seem human to me with their beautiful gray blue eyes in their tailored suit, plump pink lips, long lashes to die for, neatly shaved defined cheek bones. Gosh I just want to rip out their clothes and lick them, kiss them, fuck them... Girl get your head outta the gutters. Shit sorry. Now what the hell do they mean by that word hybrid and where have I heard that... 'Hybrid! Hybrid!! Hybrid!!! OMG they're like that movie I love watching. Think girl, think yes...Underworld.'

I strived to have the same attitude but it was just so hard, considering the hand I was dealt with. “Yeah, but his son, Remy, is Alpha now. I can tell you he ain’t any better.” Julien scoffed as he finished his last piece of bacon. He would know, he’s a member of my pack, Bleeding Twilight. However, Remy was my best friend as a child, and I knew he would never hurt me. “Remy was my friend,” I say as I look up at Julien after taking a bite of my scrambled eggs. “I doubt he’ll let anything bad happen to me.”