Yellow Symbiotes Novels & Stories

They weren't ships; they were Sarcophagi. ​"They are the Hollowed," the Lycian Ambassador’s voice vibrated through the hull. "A species that achieved the first stage of Synthesis eons ago. The Siphons didn't delete them. They did something worse. They Muted them." ​The Boarding of the Still-World ​Kael felt a familiar, cold weight in his chest. "Muted? Like I was?"

He sits up immediately, his expression innocently guilty. “I promise it’s just a few questions this time.” “Ask now, before I change my mind.” I tease. “Who is the hybrid?” He asks, those large eyes peering up at me through the darkness. I wait for my body to still as it always does at the sound of him, but it doesn’t. That’s a good sign. “No one knows what he looks like,” I respond calmly. “But they say he is part vampire and part werewolf.” “And he killed you papa.” He says quietly.

He broke the kiss, his vacant gaze locking onto the darkness behind me as a sudden, low-frequency hum vibrated through the absolute bedrock of the underworld. Ang buong paligid ay biglang naging tahimik habang ang mga holographic display sa aming harapan ay dahan-dahang napalitan ng isang patay at malamig na kulay-ginto, ang mismong kulay ng code ng sanggol sa aking sinapupunan. The "Sync" didn't collapse, but it began to run on an entirely new, unauthorized architecture. But it wasn't the stabilization of the network that made my blood freeze. Deep inside our permanent neural bridge, the voice of the hybrid child didn't just whisper—it began to physically manifest, the golden lacing beneath

“Though I don’t have the authority anymore…” “The pack seal works just fine, dad,” Asher said. Joseph nodded and standing up, he gave both of us a look before walking out. “Okay,” I said, getting back to business. “So what we know so far is that Killian has an army of rogues, vampires, warrior wolves and now hybrids. With Sabrina’s antidote, we will be safe against the vampires, hopefully. The warrior wolves and the rogues we can fight, but hybrids…that’s a problem. We don't know how strong they are or what they are capable of.” Asher frowned before his eyes widened slightly as if remembering something.

“The Lilim-Incubus bond is traditionally parasitic. One feeds on the other, usually in an unequal way. But your bond seems to be… balanced. Is this intentional?” “No.” Mortyss replied. “It happened naturally.” “Naturally.” Z repeated, taking notes. “Fourth question: do you love each other?” “What?” I blinked. “It is a relevant question for cataloging. The symbiotic bond can be influenced by emotional factors. If there is genuine love between you, that would explain the amplification.” Mortyss and I looked at each other. “Yes.” We answered in unison. Z took notes. Then he closed the tablet.

The pup-beast howled in response, void energy surging, empowering the hybrid further, the entity's form rising faster. Autumn's shadows stirred, the sibling link extending— the hive's twist: Amaya's pup wasn't just infected; it was engineered during the rift, hive fragments from the original child latching onto her, mixing with Levi's blood and Callisto traces from Autumn's earlier battles. It was a new shadow kin, born to tip the balance to darkness, a mirror to the redeemed child now cowering behind her.

He took note that all the alliance members were present, as were the top mavericks from both sides and the vampire rulers, and he told everyone everything, down to the smallest detail of Gerella’s eye color. “Not like dark blue or sky blue but like pale blue, like sky blue mixed with grey.” Lucianne was holding onto her breath throughout the tale with Xandar stroking her waist with his thumb before she was eventually the first to speak when she said, “She sounds really pretty.” Toby appreciated that Lucianne didn’t just completely flush away his attempt to keep things lighter than it actually was, and said, “I guess hybrids have the best genes from both species.” Christian found himself sayi

Her spine is readjusting. Amara screams some more, looking at me, begging me to help her but there is nothing I can do. My mother yells. Don’t fight the shift Amara, it will only hurt more. Welcome it. Accept it. Before we know it a huge Lycan stands before us. Golden eyes with a hint of red. All white fur, ruby red forearms and legs with 3 tails, 2 white and one red and a half-moon on her forehead. Thalia comes running. “I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked.

“That looks even worse. Leave it there, and hop up.” Her body shakes but she does. She settles on the cushion and begins the tattoo again. I want to touch her but I can feel it, if I do, I’ll lose it and touch her more. “What happened?” She whispers. “What happened is I found my mate.” Her head shakes. “Vampire hybrids can only mate with other vampire ones.” I cup her chin. “Which is why you’re so fucking rare and special, and I’m not ignoring that.” I don’t mention her magic, I’m not sure she even knows.

I strived to have the same attitude but it was just so hard, considering the hand I was dealt with. “Yeah, but his son, Remy, is Alpha now. I can tell you he ain’t any better.” Julien scoffed as he finished his last piece of bacon. He would know, he’s a member of my pack, Bleeding Twilight. However, Remy was my best friend as a child, and I knew he would never hurt me. “Remy was my friend,” I say as I look up at Julien after taking a bite of my scrambled eggs. “I doubt he’ll let anything bad happen to me.”