Werewolf Vampire Hybrid Novels & Stories

I was able to read them, shocked I looked at Lenore. “What have you done to me, Lenore”? Snorting with laughter she ran her sharp fingers up my arm, “ You should be thanking me, Fleki Grey, kissing my feet in gratitude”. “I have made you better, faster, stronger”. “All she has done is turn you into a freak”, Arius retorted. “ The better question is why” “Why does a thousand-year-old vampire feel the need to turn a werewolf into a hybrid, a crossbred”? Jumping to my feet, I was shocked by my speed and agility. “ A hybrid” I spluttered, “What the hell is a hybrid”.

"Like the men that attacked us last night? I heard Jeremy call them that." "Yes." "Wow! That's intriguing. How can I be like you? I've longed to walk in the sunlight once more without it hurting me." "You can't," Willow walked and placed her hand on her partially revealed cheek. "Only werewolves can become hybrids, not just any but you must be born a werewolf else it won't work. But vampires can't be, when a vampire is bitten by a werewolf it takes time to heal. And it hurts more than anything, even more than sunlight, equivalent to white witch's burn."

But I wasn't sure that was how evolution worked though, not that I cared much. Being part vampire, Ardyn also had the subtle scent of blood. But his was different, and he had a stronger scent, one that smelt like cookies and baked pastries. Hybrids weren't exactly uncommon really. What was uncommon was a vampire and werewolf hybrid because both species didn't get along very much, so anytime it happened, it was usually kept as a secret, or the child was assassinated by the pack or clan of the people involved. It was all in all deemed weird and not advised, since there would almost always be problems with the in-laws.

Chloe added. “I haven't really spoken to him,” Kayla said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They all started talking about how creepy and scary Derrick was, and Kayla took another glance at Lucas. Something hit her then, and her eyes grew wide. That scar! She remembered the nightmares she kept having. The werewolf that always chased her has a deep scar running from its eyebrows to the corner of its eyes. Just like Lucas. Kayla shook her head as she pictured the dark brown animal with deep eyes that had been trying to bite her.

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

I said hastily and grabbed my school bag and ran out of the classroom. "Class is about to start!" Kate shouted. I could hear Kate's voice when I was outside the door but I wasn't in the mood to respond. I had to get out of here, as quickly as possible. If I didn't regain my composure, I would shift right in the classroom in front of all my classmates. More than anyone else, I knew Mia's words were true. Because… I was the werewolf she saw. My ancestors were weak werewolves, they were bullied by other wolves and had to hide in human society. They married humans, creating hybrids between humans and werewolves.

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.”

He stares at me sternly and sighs deeply with lips cracked and a little opening of his mouth. “Yes, I have fought a hybrid before, but that was at a young age. Hybrids are dangerous. They are the one thing that scares a werewolf more than a vampire. They are tougher and scarier because they have the strength of both a vampire and a werewolf compacted together. Now hybrids can work in the sun because of their Werewolf parts, unlike full-blooded vampires who can't behold sun rays. A hybrid has times two of a vampire and werewolf's powers combined but it also depends on the age.

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—“

That made me look at him. “She can scream at us, heck, she can curse us. She can despise what she’s become.” His voice dropped lower, taking a slow step. “But she’ll be breathing.” Silence settled between us. I sank into the chair beside the wall, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. Hybrid. Half werewolf. Half vampire. What would that even look like? Would her wolf survive the ritual? Or would vampirism drown it out? Would she look at me and still see me?