Werewolf Vampire Hybrid Novels & Stories

The kiss he gave me, I'm ashamed to say that we could have lived as a close couple. I curled up on my sheet as my mind recollected seeing the blood eyes wolf in his human form, only a shadow of him. He was very tall, taller than Turner. It was like he was a giant form of a human. He stood strong and was robust. I could see he had muscles, a lot. I was starting to wish it was not his shadow I had seen. I covered my head with my sheet not wanting to think about him. It felt wrong, after all, he was a werewolf and was evil.

I blurt out and suddenly regret it because he abruptly jumps away from me and to the opposite side of the bed. His hair is a mess, running his hands through it, he makes it messier "Oh, shit. Could that happen?" he asks me. I have no idea. Usually when a vampire Links with someone, they have to turn that person. Is it even possible to turn a wolf? "There's no mating ritual for us. We just give you our blood and you become one of us" I explain to him. He furrows his brows "What?" I guess I have completely killed the mood "I don't want to become one of you monsters" he stands up from the bed and adjusts his clothes "Shit, we need to slow down on this. We have no fucking clue what we're doing"

He looked at her, finally, seeing her brown mixed with green eyes, like it was reading his soul which sent Charles in a rubor, "I broke down the door for the forbidden library!" "All right, did you found anything useful, of what I've asked you to?" She asked getting straight to the point. "Yes, I've found many things, some of them I even wished I haven't found," he began and stared to Alexa, who gave him the courage to keep going with just a look, "Well, for starters, a hybrid is born out of a vampire and werewolf couple, which makes the vampire a Lycan, I believe it has to do with the mating bond..." he stopped suddenly, looking attentively to Edwin, "Did you became a Lycan?"

“What do you need help with?” “Can you tell us about hybrids? How do we defeat them and how strong are they usually?” Ruby blinked, her eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms across her chest. “Hybrids are not very common. How did this Killian guy even get an army of them?” she asked. “He kidnapped young wolves from different packs and then turned them. All the wolves had just had their first shift so,” “Hmm…but how did he turn them?” “He’s part vampire, Killian and part werewolf,” I answered.

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.

I said, holding on to Alfred who was half conscious. "Don't worry, Freda. I just have to torture the hybrid you call your mate and that be enough motivation." Confusion washed over me as I heard the term hybrid. Alfred is a werewolf not an hybrid, whatever that is.. "Noah, leave her out of this." Alfred protested weakly. "So you don't know?" Noah gave a devilish grin. "What are you talking about?" "Your mate is a hybrid. A vampire and a werewolf. Which makes him an uncontrollable beast, a forbidden creature that shouldn't be left to roam the earth, let alone rule a pack." I was shocked, I turned to Alfred whose expression told me everything I needed to know.

“This hybridism?” “I like it,” he shrugged a shoulder, deciding that she did not intend him harm. “Or some of it, at least. It means I will live as long as my mates do, and I can still shift into a wolf. There’s even a form in between wolf and man… But it’s difficult to hold, and we’re not sure if it’s a true form or something freaky that’s happened because we’re werewolves that have been made into vampires.”

Nodding Groban gently rubbed my cheek with his hand, “You are a vampire, werewolf hybrid, a cross breed between two different supernatural species. Humans have been misled by those elite in power of the vampire covens to eradicate the hybrid species because the hybrid species are more dangerous than just a vampire or werewolf species alone,” frowning slightly I looked down as I thought it over, “But, I’m not physically dangerous. I mean besides being told I am a virus,” Groban rolled his eyes as he scoffed, “And do you actually believe that?” Thinking it over for just a moment I nodded once. Groban’s eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows furrowed,

It pulsed faintly, alive, ancient, humming with power that made the air taste metallic. The fang of the betrayer. Elara’s fingers trembled as she lifted it. The moment her skin touched the ivory, pain exploded through her, white, hot, blinding. She dropped to her knees, fang clattering to the stone. The curse roared awake inside her, furious, hungry, tearing at the edges of her hybrid form. Her claws extended fully, silver, black, then snapped back. Fur surged across her arms, her throat, then receded in violent waves. Bones cracked, realigning, protesting. Her vision split, human sight overlaid with wolf sharpness, colors too bright, shadows too deep.

“Only hybrid wolves transform only during the full moon.” “Hybrid?” “You didn't know? Hybrid wolves are vampires who also become werewolves.” “Can vampires become werewolves?” “Yes. If a werewolf bites them and injects poison into their bite, they will transform. However, they are weak and slow as werewolves. Like a baby werewolf. But they are very ferocious.” Eira nodded. "Then you're always with your pack. I know that. But what if one day you go to college and leave your pack, and the university you're studying at happens to be in another pack's territory? Do you ask permission first, or—"