Vampire Hybrids Novels & Stories

She stopped, looking up at the seven years old blonde haired boy who sat in front of her with curious eyes wanting to know more. “A Vampwolf?” He arched his brows. She hummed a positive response. “Are you sure you want to read a book like this, Dwayne?” “Yes mother. Please continue! Please continue!” He pestered. She heaved a sigh. “A Vampwolf. Half-Vampire...Half-Lycan. But stronger than both. A cross breed deadlier than any werewolf or vampire. Werewolf-Vampire hybrids are the mixture of a vampire and a werewolf. They possess the powers of both species, making them twice as powerful. And—“

I continued, without getting interrupted again. “Some believe that a long time ago the vampires used to drink the blood of witches, thus it gave them powers. Others believe that it is because when they drink the blood of their victims, they obtain a part of their soul. It is hard to say what it is, since only a few vampires have notable abilities, and most are older vampires. Hybrids, on the other hand, have both the advantages of a wolf and a vampire, minus the ability to shift into a wolf.” I stopped talking when someone raised their hand in the air.

That is impossible, I used to say but little did I know I would meet him one day. He's a hybrid at that. Half-vampire. I used to think they were myths. I mean, which wolf in their right mind would sleep with those repulsive creatures? I certainly wouldn't. I used to hear about them from the old slaves. They said hybrids were stronger than anything that had walked the earth. Because of the blood mix of two powerful beings, they tend to be faster, stronger, and more intelligent than vampires and wolves. Even more dangerous. If you ever run into a vampire and a hybrid, run from the hybrid.

“Did I stutter?” He, along with Alec and Piper, are my least favorite people. I hold a huge grudge against them. I hate their pack, but I hate the three more. Now four, if we could include Calvin. When no one says anything, I continue. “The creatures you just described are hybrids. A breed between a werewolf and vampire.” “But that’s impossible. Wolves and vampires can’t reproduce. It’s biologically impossible,” Alec buts in, interrupting me before I could explain everything to them.

Again, there is an exception to these fundamental rules regarding pureblood vampires. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 4) Hybrid: A hybrid is a mixture of two different species in one body, like a vampire and a werewolf. Hybrids possess the powers of both species, yet they don't have their weaknesses. Either wolfsbane or vervain can't affect a hybrid, which makes the hybrid stronger than both species. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5) The characters : Lucas Salvatore: the alpha of the shadows pack.

I tried to hide my hurt at her reaction. "What are they masters of?" She asked in aggitation. "We are vampire-hybrids, they are the original hybrids that we have evolved from." She stared at me wide eyed. "Okay, so what are vampire-hybrids?" "Vampire-hybrids are part human, vampire, wolf and any other animal that you can imagine. I myself am vampire, lycan (wolf), chameleon and human. The reason you have passed for human all these years is because you don't have that many dominating genes. So far I only know of the vampire and wolf, which both thave human forms. I don't really know what else you are at this point, no one does." I was actually intrigued that the Tribe knows really noth

he says softly, “but intention means nothing when power like yours wakes. Your kind is known to be a walking disaster.” “My kind?" “Hybrids," the vampire lord says casually. “Abominable creatures that shouldn't be existing in the first place.” I stare at him blankly. “Seems like you are a bit lost," he scoffs. " Since you are going to die In…let's say thirty minutes, I'll just tell you what you have no business knowing." He steps closer, and I take a step back. " You see, hybrids are cross breeds, created by an ancient scientist. Back in the days before we killed all the witches, he killed them, used magic to absorb their DNA and crossed it with a wolf, producing your kind.”

My heart sank to my stomach with fear of losing my best friend when Anders got a call from them, saying they would like to know how he came about the venom since they had never come across such before. I laughed dryly at Victoria when she told me she believed the rogue that bit Eric was not just a vampire but a hybrid. I laughed because everybody knew mating between vampires and werewolves was banned and all countries had been purged of their offspring till none was left Hybrids have gone extinct many years before I was born and her telling me she believed the vampire was a hybrid is no different from if she tells me she saw a dinosaur. That's ridiculous and I think she was wrong in her thin

Then give birth to them and have them taken away to be sold as a juice box. These were hybrids. The mothers were humans and sperm donors were vampires. For vampires who fed from infants, hybrid blood tasted just as good as human blood to them. Imeela and Jackson came up here and were just as disgusted with what was going on here as we were. They were going to see if the mothers were still here because there were humans here as well. For right now, there was a handful of volunteers who offered to take care of them up here and ensure that nobody was able to hurt them. Then it would be decided what to do with these little ones in the event that the mothers were no longer here.

“Oh no, dear girl. You’re far too important to us for that. We need you. And after tonight, you’ll need us.” A branch snaps to my left, and I whip my head around, hope flaring in my chest. Perchance Elijah or Luca noticed something was wrong. But my hope dies as quickly as it rises when I spot a deer bolting from behind the bushes. “You see,” the vampire continues. “I’m going to make you a hybrid. Like that friend of yours. And like my associate did with your ever-so-loyal boyfriend.” I stare at him, managing to ask, “Why?”