Tribrid Novels & Stories

, Kaylee thought as she rolled her eyes The security man also helped them to beckon on a cab which had a tag on top of it saying "SIKAMORE ESTATE" The three of them entered the cab and Mr. Blaine checked the body of the key for the house number. "House 53", Mr. Blaine said as they got inside the cab. They got there like five minutes later and Mr. Blaine wanted to pay the cab man. "It's part of the business", the cab driver said "Okay, thanks", Mr. Blaine said and the cab driver responded with a smile. Mr. Blaine opened the door and Laura gasped.

So instead, I nodded with a smile. "I am sure he will. Who can resist you?" "Absolutely no one," she grinned. "So, I guess we are hybrids then," I said casually, in a bid to move the conversation from Umma and Baba. It hurt to listen to all that when I could have been here to witness it all. To be a part of her life. When I would've dealt with every piece of shit that had hurt Lisa. But I wasn't here. And dammit does it hurt! "Tribrids. We are tribrids. Umma is a hybrid. A dragon witch."

she told me, and a shiver ran down my spine. We both settled down on a bench, a cool afternoon breeze sweeping through the garden. "Has he ever been, you know, fully...erect with you?" I asked hesitantly. Diana snorted. "He's impressive even when he's not at full mast. Not that it matters." "Seriously, though," she leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. "He's a tribrid. Werewolf, vampire, and maybe a warlock. He can survive almost anything. But there's a rumour that ginger and cinnamon weaken him. It’s just a rumor though.”

“And the tremors? Why is her body reacting this way?” Jeremiah sighs. “Her body’s fighting the pregnancy. I’ve examined her thoroughly. She’s not strong enough for this.” His tone softens, but there’s still weight behind it—finality. “A hybrid pregnancy causes minor tremors, sure—nausea, fatigue, even fainting. But a tribrid…” He shakes his head. “That’s something else entirely. Tribrid pregnancies were designed by the Ancients to stop bloodline mixing. The child seeks dominance. It’s either the child lives, or the mother.”

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.”

“Although, I agree that I can sometimes be ‘a pain in the ass’.” Oh crap, I didn’t know she knew that. Whoops. “First, let me briefly explain some things. A****n tribes are somewhat similar to other shifter or wolf packs in that they also have a rank system, and much like in other packs, you tend to be born into those rank titles. However, we don’t use the same terms. For example, you may have noticed that I always call Corinna ‘Queen’ and not ‘Alpha’ other than to use it as a comparison in our previous conversations. Then you have a High Priestess who is like a Beta but with a twist. A priestess also has gifts, different ones from the Queen's. She’s not only the senior advisor to the Queen

"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."

"The trauma you sustained also affected one of the triplets you were carrying. Unfortunately, despite our best efforts, we were unable to save that baby, and surgery was necessary to remove the fetus…" My breath hitched. Triplets. I had been carrying triplets, a miracle I never dared to dream of, and now one was gone. A sob tore from my throat, a sound filled with such raw pain that it seemed to pulse through the sterile walls. It soon morphed into a series of wracking cries that made my body convulse as I gasped for air.

I couldn't fight the cold that skittered down my bones as Kali peered up from the lip of her mug to catch a glance at my face. "Uhm… Well, she's just like her parents. I meant that in every sense. She's a Tribrid," Her words made another round of cold march down my skin. "She's been missing like forever. Stolen—" She corrected. "— By a scorned lover before she was born. If I remember correctly. It was a serious dark magic that broke them all. Including his mate," My heart tightened. Burned. I wanted to know more. I had to. It was bringing me closer and closer to something. Something that deep down I had begun to suspect the possibility. The fucking possibility

I said. I held eye contact with him till it made me uncomfortable and I looked away. The moon was fading away to restart its orbit around earth again but it still gave off light. "I'm have scars all over my body to prove my difficult life," he said. I looked at him and blinked. "You think being a Tribrid is easy?" I lifted my shift just enough to see my side. "I burned myself the first time used manic. Multiple people have attacked me with silver. Some of my scars you can't see but affect me. You are not the only one with problem. So get your head out of your ass and stop thinking you're the only one that has a hard life," I growl. He lets out a threatening gr