Tribrid Meaning Novels & Stories

“Confirmed by the Reapers. Fire. Frost. Pulse.” “She is mortal,” Elder Sera countered. “That alone makes her unstable.” “She is bonded,” Virell said, silencing them both. “To the tribrid king.” That changed everything. The room fell quiet. Virell stepped forward, placing his hand on the central sigil. The stone flared, revealing a vision—Aria Monroe, standing in the Grove of Memory, her wrist glowing, her aura shimmering with divine resonance. Beside her, the child. Luna.

VLAD One of the wizards, Lucius, had a scowl on his face. "A tribrid is in existence and we never heard of it... all we knew about it was the prophecy, and now we get an invitation from the vampires to come over here to rub heads together." His aura was towering and imposing, as he asked. It wasn't making sense to him, looking around the courtroom as the rest of his kind kept staring at themselves. "We need not rub minds because I have spent my entire life waiting for the Tribrid and studying about the magic she bores, and my knowledge and strength are unrivaled," Lucius declared.

“What kind of stupid question is that?!’ I yelled, ignoring the blood spilling from my mouth. How did he know when we just met? And he could speak? His deep voice turned solemn and said. “Remember this, it is your fate to suffer and die miserably if you let this Tribrid’s ambition he has suffered all these years to fall. If you regard him as a lover or a friend, make sure you support him and stick to the end. Or else if any of you betray him, you shall face your doom.’ Tribrid? The black monster roared, released me, and used his wings to slap me out of his face.

Never. “Give us the tribrid,” Florencia, with her sweet-like cherry voice, said. It made the prince feel furious. He wants to kill that woman who dared to speak those words in front of him! No one can take his mate away from him and he will turn the world upside down once it happens until he finds Sidrich.

He ended with a deep sigh then returned his gaze to the sea. Logan looked at the Tribrid before him. He remembered how it was so ridiculous to him that a being like Axel existed and it always made him think that there were more like Axel out there. A Tribrid, half werewolf, half vampire, half witch. It had been so many years but he hadn't digested the shock at all. "Is Jason aware?" Axel suddenly asked which obviously marked the end of the weird mermaid talk. Logan's blood red eyes turned fierce.

"Wait it out." "But he is clearly a hybrid. You all saw it." Bri muttered in worry. "What more could she want from him?" "I just happened to wonder..." Isobel called their attention. "Having mixed genes from three different races makes you a tribrid, right?" At her question, they all fell silent. Bri lost her ability to breathe for the next few seconds. "Your boy is so lucky, Bri. A force to be reckoned with."

It took hours and I just hoped it was worth it. The mate of a witch is very rare. It only happens to one of a billion witches. Not literally. If a witch were to be mated to another witch, then it was for soul purpose and that couple would be superior of the witches. Tribrids are one of the rarest creatures in the world and most powerful. A tribrid's one purpose of the world is to protect. It lives as long as werewolf but once it dies it is either sent to The Border or to Hell. When a creature becomes a tribrid it is because a person of a silver heart exist. A tribrid should protect that person with its life. If the person with silver heart dies, the tribrid gets weak and slowly loses its pow

“You lack something’s, there are things there that are not clear. That I don’t understand, we don’t understand. Like how your blood cleared every of the traces the highness was feeling. Like how you can soothe him down. It’s supposed to be something only a person can do, not two people… “What do you mean I cleared?” She sighed, pressing her thin lips together, “I’m sure you would have figured out what’s going on. The alpha is no ordinary werewolf, hence his title ‘TRIBRED.” He’s half everything. Half wolf, half human, and half vampire.” She started before gulping down again.

Not entirely. Lysander stepped closer, his presence commanding. “You are here because you stumbled into our territory, on the verge of death. And because you are… interesting.” His eyes narrowed. “You are a Tribrid, Astrid. A creature of three bloodlines: wolf, witch, and vampire. A combination thought to be myth.” My breath hitched. Tribrid? Witch? Vampire? My mind reeled. It was too much. The world I knew, the simple, brutal world of werewolves, was gone. Replaced by something far more complex, far more terrifying.

Either he knows the true reason behind all that unwanted senseless death or there is a whole other reason I don’t know of. “I...heard some parts of it. Why?” “Okay, there’s this person who was a tri-brid.” “A tri-brid? You mean..?” “A werewolf, vampire, and a witch.” “Wait, do they ever existed?” “They did. So, there was an entire clan of tri-brids in the late 19’s. But since they were so powerful and they could literally manipulate, torture or use the other clans, every creature was at their lowest. Because they misused their powers terribly.”