Vampire Hybrids Novels & Stories

He hit the steering fiercely. "How is that possible? Eva, how could you go? I had my revenge on you. How will I be able to get that revenge now?" he muttered running his hands on his forehead. He didn't realize the tears rolling down his eyes. It was the very time he heated himself for being a hybrid. He wished he was pure blood, and he wouldn't feel anything. Being a hybrid was a gift for Vampires as they possessed features of both humans and vampires. They were omnivorous and could survive both on human food or blood.

"How dare you—" "Arrgh!" The screams had begun. Neratomay leaped from their seats as Hybrids swarmed rapidly into the room. They did not have the speed of the Vampire, but the rapid way in which they attacked allowed them to take out the closest Vampires. The Hybrids knew what they were doing. They lopped off heads with swiping claws that held razor sharp talons. They bit through throats and severed spinal cords causing heads to fall limply before the Vampire turned to dust. Seven or eight Omicrons entered the hall and within seconds had killed half a dozen Vampires. Some Vampires had quickly flashed away but not the Elders. They were snarling and joining the fight. Some had even turned into

Me? “Hybrid children are very rare and they are feared. Vampires don’t usually mate outside of their clan, likewise the werewolves. They also don’t breed children with other species. However Kol and Amara did what they did and a child was born, and as the bloodlines would have it, it ended up being you.” I looked up at him, but his eyes were trained on the fountain springs. “Hybrids are feared?”

Among them, one individual stood out above the rest – Athdal, a young hybrid of vampire and werewolf blood. Athdal was a rare breed, born of a forbidden union between a vampire and a werewolf. His very existence defied the laws of nature, making him a target for both his own kind and those who sought to maintain the status quo. Yet, despite the dangers that surrounded him, Athdal had managed to carve out a life for himself in Orleana. He was the leader of a pack of hybrids, a group of individuals who, like him, bore the traits of both vampires and werewolves.

My mind struggled to process the words. “That means…” “You’re a hybrid,” Alexander finished softly beside me. Silence filled the room after that. Somehow, hearing the word out loud made everything feel even more impossible. Clarissa took a slow sip of her tea before she continued. “As you already know, vampires can live for centuries. Sebastian was already incredibly old when he met Slene, but he fell deeply in love with her.” A sad smile crossed her face briefly. “Of course, their relationship had to remain a secret.

We are almost to the waterfall when Raidon stops us. “What are we waiting for?” I asked. I can see four guys walking around the waterfall, looking at something. Tyler shifts his weight and must have nudged something with his foot because all four turn around and look at us. Those aren’t fucking vampires. They are a hybrid. They are a cross between a wolf and a vampire; only they are genetically made. Hunters have been capturing both of our species for the last few years and genetically mutating them together to produce the perfect weapon to fight both of our kinds.

You're a hybrid, you shouldn't have a mate either. "I know this," he said sitting back. "But I'm the first genetic hybrid to walk the earth. I was the first one born both Lycanthrope and Vampire. Normally the Vampiric disease shuts down the body's ability to produce biological children, but it didn't do that to my mom. Since I'm the first, we assumed I wouldn't have a mate due to the fact that I'm not one-hundred percent Lycanthrope, but I guess being born to two pure-bloods means that I'm pure-blooded too."

Rolling my eyes I gave him an annoyed look. “I'm not going to commit suicide over some dumb butthead!” “Duly noted,” he responded and sat on the rocking chair. “Do you know how hybrids can sense their mate? Normally it's with scent and how our heart raced but hybrids are more elusive,” I asserted. Lenny grinned slightly and pressed his fingers together as he contemplated. “Well, vampires learn from taste,” he sighed then eyed me. Giving him a blank stare I waited for him to say more which he didn't. So exhaling deeply I searched for my cell phone to call Reese.

The one on the right continued. "As for Hybrids, they are a cross-breed of two or more different supernatural species. It can be a werewolf turned into a vampire or a ........." "We get it," I answered cutting him off. "We apologize." The one on the left said in a respectful tone. "Well, I think she's neither of those," Landon said in a disappointed tone as I nodded. I too felt the same way. "Pardon me alphas. But may I know who you are talking about?" The one on the right side asked.

Alfred exclaimed in horror. "I thought they were hybrids and were created by experiment." A voice came from the front door. Everyone turned to look at them, their faces showing panic. "Because those guys are a mix of werewolves and vampires. They have all the characteristics of the two species. And now they only need the blood of the undead werewolf. If they had enough blood of an undead werewolf, they would be the most dangerous." Phelan said