Wings Of Fire Hybrid Novels & Stories

The mate bond transmits shared pain until Lucian can't distinguish between what belongs to the incomplete form versus what bleeds through from Lior's suffering. Then something shifts in how the flames burn. Instead of the pure silver or pure crimson that moonfire normally displays, the flames surrounding Lucian begin turning gold. Not the silver-gold of traditional wolf power but deep burnished gold that matches the hybrid's transformed eyes. And the flames surrounding Lior turn scarlet rather than crimson, a shade that exists between vampire red and wolf silver in ways that suggest merged rather than separate natures. The gold and scarlet flames begin moving toward each other despite the sp

I wondered what was happening. “Your eyes…They are red. Y-You’re a h-hybrid, Celeste.” Beta Devin let out, pointing his index finger at my direction. “I’m not a hybrid,” I replied him. “If you are then don’t worry. Your little secret is safe with me. You see, I’ve always liked you, Celeste. In fact, you were the major reason I always fought with Tiffany almost all the times.” With a serious expression, he told me.

He planned to do this by first attaining immense power. Maximus's immense greed for power grew until he didn't just wanted to take over our clan but the entire supernatural world. He found out that there was a being powerful enough to help him do this' he said. 'And who is this being' I asked. He only stared at me blankly before responding. 'Your mate, phoenix' he replied. I just stared at him, utterly confused about what he just said. 'Phoenix?' I asked. 'Yes, phoenix. Your mate is a hybrid who is part werewolf, part vampire and part fairy. She possesses immense powers that whoever mates with her becomes extremely powerful. Maximus craves that power hence he is going after her' He concluded

Sage had known the risks of an affair with a Lycan, especially while she was a witch. But it seemed her heart had overruled her head, and now she had to face the consequences of that decision. Taking a deep breath and surveying her reflection one last time in the mirror, Sage saw the signs of her accidental pregnancy that she was unable to hide. Her hybrid identity signified by the stardust glimmer in her eyes was undeniable, and so was the biggest decision of her life she was about to make – to run. She knew it was only a matter of time before her secret would be exposed, and she had to leave before that happened. Sage's cautionary tale is one for witches everywhere - if you follow your hea

There was another explosion in the distance and a ball of orange followed lighting the night in shades of amber and yellow as smoke dispersed into the air ashes falling down to the earth in the aftermath of the explosion. "Let's go" my father growled, moving forward as my mother followed. "To where" my mother said the composure in her voice returning and with it came relief that we were going to make it past the hunters alive. "Anywhere but here" my father replied, his eyes turning amber and my mother imitating him, her eyes turning the crimson blood color of a vampire. From a young age I was gifted, being a hybrid allowed me to be able to shift and use my powers at an early age. I didn't ne

“You talk about me as if I’m not standing right here.” “Because you are not Halle! Who are you?” “Aiden, it’s me. I can show you my birthmark if you like.” His hand clamps around her throat. She smiles at him as she stares into his eyes. “Aiden, you love me, you can’t do this.” The other Hybrids refuse to move. No one knew what to do. She suddenly turns into a bird, flying off into the trees. Some of the Hybrids chase after her as Aiden drops to his knees. His fists hit the ground, one after the other until the skin on his knuckles starts to split.

I should have run. She laughs, short and hard. “Oh, the look on your face! You all assume the same thing. No wings, but enough like the dragons to make us illusionists. The qualifications for becoming one of those monster’s soldiers, a hunter. That was the first word that popped into your head, wasn’t it?” She takes a step forward and my wings quiver with the urge to jump back. But hunters have ways to keep those with wings grounded. “Well, you’d be half right.” Her grin grows. “What do you mean?” I ask, my voice a pathetic squeak. “Half right?”

Girl, I'm a witch. Yea lemme rephrase that,, you wish you were a wolf In your dreams Alana. 'wait, why do I have a witch in my head?' Because, my dear.. your a hybrid the first and the strongest there's ever going to be. 'A-a hybrid?' Yea baby, your the combination of both werewolf and a witch's chi. Stop saying it like that, you make it look like she's a lab experiment. Dear, your are an offspring of both a werewolf and a witch. Which is by the way cool.

he continued, “she erased her presence from the coven and abandoned a position that others would have destroyed each other to reach, and at the time, none of us understood why.” His gaze returned to me. “Now I do.” I exhaled slowly. “Because of me.” “Yes,” he said without hesitation, “because of what you are.” I did not flinch this time. “I already know what I am,” I said, meeting his gaze directly, “the Moon Goddess made that very clear.” Something flickered in his eyes at that. “That you are a Hybrid,” he said. “Yes she did” I replied, my tone steady. Silence settled for a moment, and then he let out a quiet breath.

I didn’t want to pull on my wings because I really liked the hoodie I was wearing, and my wings would make mincemeat of it. I caught her eyes and all I could see was anger and hatred boiling in them. I pushed with my aura so hard my hands felt like fire against her arms. She started making a sound that was close to pain and then suddenly Cash pulled us apart. I was now standing behind Cash as he faced the clawing wolf himself. “Stop it, before you get hurt!” Cash growled at her. She immediately stopped and started sobbing as she quickly rubbed the burn marks on her arms that my hands had left behind.