Novel & Cerita White Hybrid

"You brought someone with you? Ari?" Ariana sighed. "Yes. She's a friend. We went to Alaska together" Anna kept staring at Jasmine suspiciously. There was something about her that made Anna want to stare at her. Her face looked so familiar. And why is her hair white? Instead of the usual black or brown or blonde?. She decided to ask Ariana. "Her hair?" Ariana smiled. "She is a hybrid. Werewolf-witch hybrid" Anna furrowed her brows. "That still doesn't explain her hair color. Is this her hair color?"

He stumbled, vision blurring. "Me too," Jack wheezed. "Half-breed... hurts... but not lethal." Because Jack was a hybrid—part human, part wolf, part something else entirely—the signal was torture, but it wasn't immediate death. But for the purebloods, it was a massacre.

I bite my lower lip and nod and she says, “I can’t give you any more information about her, but please if you are going to reject her then wait. She’s been through enough without the feeling of rejection.” I nod, “If I do then I’ll wait.” My wolf growls at me for even considering rejecting her, but… she’s a hybrid! I thought vampires were extinct, I don’t understand how she’s alive. I ask, “Is there anything I need to know about her being a hybrid? I’ve never met or even heard of hybrids before.”

".She grumbled under her breath. But Lydia and the demon king didn't seem so convinced. "If you choose your mother, then fine, Elena would have to shift back to her human form, so you could reject her while she accepts the rejection.".The demon king growled as I felt my heart skip a beat. 'You could save her by simply mixing a little fraction of your blood in hers. You're a very rare and peculiar hybrid, and that makes your blood more special than before, as it now has the ability to heal not just minor illnesses but all forms of illnesses'. Lena rasped as hope filled my chest.

The Alpha of the last pack I was in knew about it, and said it might have been because I was a Hybrid that I was able to shift before my 18th birthday. Bella then asked what a Hybrid was and I told her, “A hybrid is a shifter of 2 or more different species of shifter, there are many kinds of shifters in this world. Shifters can be Wolf, Dragon, Pixie, Fae, Fairy, Bear, Lion, Tiger, Jaguar, Swan, Eagle, Hawk, Leopard, Gryffin, Unicorn, Centar, Goose, Lycan, Fox, Coyote, etcetera. For example my mom is a Witch but she is also a Wolf shifter, and my dad is a Dragon shifter. So for myself, I have both the genes of Dragon and Wolf shifter in my DNA and I might get the dragon side, but I might not

Blah blah blah The battle was stopped as both kingdoms waits for our arrival. No one has ever been mated from both sides ever in our history but trust my hot headed dad and stubborn mum. The moon goddess paired them, so everyone was still shocked but mostly excited to see the reign of both kingdoms as one with our births. At some point, mother almost died because of us due of shortage of blood. It was a thing of joy as finally we came to a new life and was known as powerful beings. Hybrids. That's what people call us, half vampire, half werewolf. At 100years, we were crowned Princes to rule both kingdoms together one day as kings with our Queen.

As Carlos were about to mount on his horse, an arrow was hurled in his direction and he was swift to duck. We looked in the direction at which it was thrown and we were shocked to see three huge men with a cross mark on their forehead. We knew they were hybrids because that mark was an identification for them. They were hefty, muscular and as tall as giants. Their faces were scary and they looked aggressive as their teeth jolted out in their mouth. We knew these hybrids were part werewolves, part vampires. They are known for their strength and desire for power. They never had businesses with werewolves and Lycans but I wondered why these ones in particular were trying to attack us.

The pain wasn’t just physical—it was an all-consuming agony that clawed at my very being. How could I ever let my mom see me like this? How could I make her understand that I wasn’t normal, that I wasn’t fully human? A hybrid of wolf and fox—two creatures that had been at odds for as long as time itself. The very nature of my existence was a contradiction, a fracture in the natural order. I clenched my stomach as another wave of pain wracked my body. My vision blurred, my pupils rolling back into my eyelids. Through the shaded bathroom door, I could faintly see a figure.

I didn't even know how to describe it. It looked like a wolf, but….. wrong. Just wrong. Bigger than any I’d ever seen. Its legs were long and too thin, bent in ways they weren’t supposed to bend. Its eyes were sunken pits of flickering green. The fur on its back was patchy, rotten, exposing blackened skin that pulsed as it moved. And its mouth… its mouth was filled with rows of jagged teeth, too many to belong to any creature of this world. Without warning, it charged at me.

I remained calm, not betraying the rage I felt. ''You're a hybrid." He told me, I gulped. You can tell Hybrids by the colour of their iris which ranges from a mix of the colours blue and red in the cases of royals to the mix of the colours blue and black in the cases of normals. ''If you want to see your true mate-" He begun, letting of my hand. "-Or Greg again, you're going to help us.'' He growled, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him.