Vampire Witch Hybrid Novels & Stories

Thalia's fingers clenched around the tap, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to contain the storm raging within her. "I even tried to stop your wedding by exposing your true identity, how you aren’t a wolf but a hybrid, yet you got away with it. No one seemed to care about my words," Thalia's voice trembled with frustration as she spoke, her anger threatening to spill over like a flood. "Thalia, calm down," Ashley's voice was soft but firm, her eyes pleading for Thalia to regain control before it was too late. But Thalia was already teetering on the edge, her wolfish instincts clawing at the surface, desperate to break free.

Nik added and I felt Lilly tense up. "What's really odd, is a hybrid can only come from two full bloods. Any children the hybrid has will be all one or the other" Nik finished. Jasmine looked confused. "What does that mean?" she asked. "That means that if Lilly had a kid, it would be all werewolf or all witch or even human, usually depending on who she had the kid with. That's why they're aren't hybrid were/witches now. They only last one generation." Nik clarified.

"Are you saying that the hybrid I had encountered has been dead all along before I even cut its head off?" "Yes," Vida answered grimly. "Its physical form showed signs of rotting as well as its foul odor. So my conclusion is, they're trying to bring back a dead person and turn it into a hybrid——half-vampire and half-werewolf." "Fùck!" Vance hissed unintentionally. I couldn't blame him at all as we were all shocked by what Vida had found out. "Not only do they snatch humans out of their lives to turn them to an abomination, but they also dig dead bodies to increase their legion against us?" Esther concluded in disbelief.

She must’ve given birth before she died. “Yes, I have a daughter. She’s a hybrid like you.” His daughter can be a hybrid since his mate was a werewolf, but I don’t believe I am. “Can you stop calling me a hybrid? I’m not part vampire.” “But you are.” “I’m not. I’m starting to think you’re crazy.” I can’t believe what he’s saying to me. I can’t be part vampire. That is ridiculous. “I’m not crazy. I’m one hundred percent sure you’re a hybrid. Only hybrids are gifted with the ability to mask their werewolf scent. That way, you can be a vampire.”

“The border. East side. Our patrol found it hidden near the wards.” I picked it up, turning it over in my hand. The energy it radiated was unmistakable. Dark and tainted energy that made me repulse. “Vampire,” I spat, my fangs bared. “This is a vampire relic.” Ronan’s jaw tightened. “That’s not all. Someone’s been watching us. A wolf with no scent. Always gone before we can close in on it. Whoever it is, they know the land too well because it always disappears without a single trace.”

"There are some things I can't interfere with, Valerie, but I can always make things right." "Well, you failed! You failed an entire vampire clan, you failed! You did nothing while we were brutally killed, and what do you expect? That I worship you, huh? You're nothing to me, okay?" I spoke harshly as I turned around, walking away. Although I was a hybrid, born to a werewolf mother and vampire father, that clan would always be my home. Now I wonder why they had Mom killed. I guess they're just monsters after all. "I'll just look for April on my own." I sniffed, ready to walk whatsoever miles it might take me to find her and make sure she was fine.

Not only because Clavier told him his pups would be stronger than Mira, but he also mentioned that the pups would be harder to control. "This is very a rare case," the High Lord continued, "I've seen many births of hybrids during my time. They were either born as one of the parents' origin. Take an example of a hybrid of vampire and human. The child could either be a human or a vampire. Your case is different." "How different?" Mira asked, swallowing hard.

I let it out slowly, precisely, as I remind him of how stupid what he’s saying, actually is. “No, my dear, I said you were a hybrid…. assuming your mother was a perfect half and half without knowing her history of course, but it was very clear from your turning what you are. You’re white… witches generally make black wolves, like a kind of racial thing, I guess. You know like humans, where Latino and white makes semi Latino, and then a white and white human makes white …. add in a splash of color, and their baby’s shades are wonderfully diverse. Vampires however… lack of sun and being the undead, fascinating in biology by the way, they make white. Interestingly though, in all hybrids where w

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.

My voice quivers with fear, and my wolf whimpers in my head at the thought of losing our mate and children to that fog. “I have already told you the kids and I are safe from it. There’s a reason only I went after the witches at the temple and left you, Finn and Lucy, behind. During all of this craziness and trying to get you back, I discovered I am a hybrid. I am descended from the original and only fated mates of a witch and wolf. Since I have witch blood, it makes me immune to their manipulations and the same for our children. The Moon goddess assured me they were.” My jaw drops as I listen to her. “What?”