Worm Shark Hybrid Novels & Stories

Carl further explains to her. "What mark are you talking about?" She questioned him again, as she was already losing her patience. "From my findings, the hybrid will possess the mark of the turtle snake on his back. James confirmed to me, that he has no mark on his body at all... This mark is the major significance indicating that he's the true hybrid we seek for, and James doesn't have it!" Carl uttered those statements to Ms. Lauren with a confident look on his face...

frowning he shakes his head, “But he said he would allow me to leave here with the baby,” scoffing I role my eyes, “And you believe him? I had a vision of you dying at the hands of Demetrius, and I can’t let that happen.” “What are you saying?” “If I bite you, there’s a very good chance that you’ll turn,” swallowing hard he clenched his jaw, “Turn into what?” “I don’t exactly know, I’m a hybrid, I’m a werewolf, vampire, and also my wolf is a white wolf. I’m not sure how it all works, but I have a feeling that you’ll have turn into one or the other,”

Something extraordinarily primal that did not fit the usual genetic deviations they had documented. Elias reached for the file on his desk and opened it slowly. The top file was marked with the VORTEX logo…a large “V” intersected by a serpent like design. Beneath it were photographs of captured wolves, some mid transformation, others strapped to tables in containment facilities. He went through them absently, not really seeing anything of interest, until he stopped on one image… the last successful hybrid they had detained six months ago. A male. Unstable. Dead within days of exposure.

I answered, showing her the record that I was reading. “Ah, a vaewolf was a type of hybrid since they were half vampire and half werewolf. But the union between werewolf and vampire has a very low rate of having an offspring, which made them rare nowadays like they were extinct.” She gave a brief bit of information about the vaewolves in their realm. “Why did they rarely have an offspring?” With curiosity in my tone, I wondered about making her smile.

"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.

“I never in my wildest imagination believed the prophecy of Syrac.” “Pardon?” I blinked at him, wondering who Syrac was, and how that was connected to my question. “Syrac is the only hybrid in our species and the reason we left Lyxant. She's half-witch, half-dragon.” "Half-dragon???"

The rawness and bluntness of his language cause me to flinch. “I’m not in a relationship with Zayn,” My voice is firm. “Not yet, but from the way he looks at you; I’d reckon pretty soon,” Harvey walks back to his minbar and prepares to pour himself the third drink. “We’re done, you can now find your way out.” He adds as the brown liquor fills his glass. Hybridization is when two different species mix or breed together. The offspring that are produced from these mixes are called hybrids. Our history book speaks of a time when demons and werewolves interbred. It was permitted and seen not as a big deal, resulting in a lot of hybrids. But since the war, the demons and every hybrid became an out

His voice was low and full of warning as he tightly gripped my arm in his steel hands and began to drag me out of the bar. As we left the bar, I could hear someone shout, “Hybrid! He’s a hybrid!” Before I knew it, Sergio had me inside of his car and he was in the driver’s seat. “What just happened?” My voice quivered slightly, giving away my shock. “Your friend,” he spat out the word with annoyance, “Just happens to be the exact creature we are fighting against. He’s a hybrid. A werewolf turned in to a vampire. The two combined create a superior race,” the venom in his voice made me flinch, “Lucky for you, he was new and inexperienced. You probably would have been his first kill.”

I nod my head at Damaro, and he shrugged his shoulders lightly and continued. “The Moon Goddess came down to eat with us one more time. She said that she was going to make a weaker species for us to befriend. However, she was going to scatter them everywhere and wanted us to scatter as well and keep an eye on the werewolves. That’s why the Shadow Maws broke up and disappeared. Over time, our kind became smaller and werewolves rose, slowly replacing us. However, we knew this would happen as the Moon Goddess told us it would. However, it would only be temporary. We would rise and stand again, creating a new species between the Shadow Maw and Werewolves. A hybrid of bot our kinds. That is the s

“It’s exactly what it sounds like. The vampires and witches have been working together for centuries, attacking werewolves’ packs and recruiting rogues, not just for the fun of slaughtering werewolves. They’ve been kidnapping she-wolves, experimenting on them with dark magic until they managed to impregnate them. The result is vampires with the ability to suck out wolf spirits. By implanting those same spirits in female vampires, they produce hybrid offsprings, creating a were-vamp army.” “You…you’re joking, right?” Zoya whispered, her tone laced with horror. She was pale and looked nearly close to fainting. I didn’t blame her. I could feel the same horror chilling my bones, as even with all