Hybrid Hunting - Mariana Mendoza (web ebook reader .TXT) 📗

the shit out of people.
“ What are you?” Melissa asked, her voice breaking a little.
“ She’s half vampire half werwolf.” Evin said.
The witches looked to the boys just then.
“ And you guys?” Meave asked.
“ Pure vampire, baby, and nothing else.” he said. I didn’t like him calling anyone baby but then I was forgetting he was a cocky rooster who all hens wanted to be with.
“ I’m a werewolf who was turned into a vampire.” Marco said.
“ Is that even possible?” Meave said under her breath.
“ Is it possible that you bitch witches can contact your gods? Is it possible that fish can mate with a bird? Is it possible that hell’s satan’s toddlers are in me as if I was pregnant with triplets? Is it possible that both you are dense and more idiotic than I thought?” I asked them.
“ Are those supposed to be rhetorical questions?” Melissa asked.
“ Fish mate with a bird?” Meave said, looking a little confused.
“ Wow, you guys are dumber than a dodo bird waddling into a crocodile’s mouth because it thought it was its mother.” I told them.
“ What?” they both said.
“ What she’s trying to say is that anything is possible.” Evin said.
“ You understand her metaphors and similes?” Melissa asked.
“ I wouldn’t be her lover if I didn’t.” Evin shrugged. I threw him a rabbit head. Unfortunately, he caught it.
“ Who the hell in hell said we were lovers? Satin or his pet worms? I ain’t your lover. We’re just friends with benefit, as you said three years back.” I told him.
He chuckled and just threw the head back.
“ Of course, how could I forget. I did say that but I hope one day we can be more than that.”
I said nothing but looked down at the rabbit bones. I suddenly felt anger coming through the bond I had with Marco. I didn’t know what he was mad about but I wasn’t in the mood to care.
“ Anyways, since she has two types of blood in her, there might be a slim chance that she won’t go mad, but only if she doesn’t let her emotions go wild.” Meave told the others. Slim chance my fat ass. I was stronger than a bull on steroids.
“ Thanks, but I think I have more than a slim chance. Since you don’t know me, don’t tell me that I’m weak because, bitch witch, I can beat you any day of you fucking life.” I retorted.
“ Oh, I love your fiery attitude, where did you get it? Hell?” she asked.
She had guessed too close to the truth.
“ In some form, I guess it was like hell but how would you ever know little miss asshole?” I asked her.
“ Bad childhood?” she asked, curious.
“ You don’t know the quarter of it.” I told her and stopped talking.
We were silent for a while until something broke it. I got up and ran to the edge of the living room, sensing that something bad was going to happen soon. A second after I was under dark the shade of a tree melissa had, Marco and Evin had ran to me to cover me from what was going to happen.
Then the cabin door was shattered, wooden splinters exploded everywhere. I turned my head a little sideways then went back to see what son of a bitch did it. The sun blinded my eyes and I growled b all the brightness and of the worms only moving slightly. Even their slight movement made me want to throw up my weird ass brains out.
I looked back up to see that two women and a man had barged in. They had a very hellish grins. I knew them. They were part of Master’s partner and lovers. That damn bastard was dung beetle hiding behind a pile of shit of ‘protection’. Oh, sorry, I think that statement would be an insult to the dung beetle.
“ Who are they?” Melissa asked outraged, “ they just broke my damn door!”
“ They’re the ones who were after us.” Marco growled out, placing himself in front of me. Ugh, like I ever needed the protection. He was a few years too late for that.
“ They’re from Master’s group, I presume?” Evin said, his voice full of anticipation. I looked at him and saw that his eyes were a little glazed. I was guessing that by the look he had on, he hadn’t had a job for a little more than a month. This was bad yet good in a way. Evin wasn’t going to hold back. He was a killer, his profession was an assassin after all, and now he was going to use his talent. I loved yet hated that about him. It was what made me attracted to him. Right now, he looked sexier than ever before.
“ Master?” I heard meave say, as if she recognized the name.
The guy in front of the light laughed a crazy bull frog laugh.
“ Master has sent me to either take Nina, or kill her.” he said.
I remembered his deep black eyes and thin ugly mouth and his girlish body. He had raped me countless times, sometimes even without Master knowing. He was also a half demon.
I shuddered as a tiny spark of fear. I crushed it before it got to Marco’s bond but it was too late because he had felt it and he was now angrier than ever.
“ I want to kill her, she was always Master’s favorite and I want her to die because of that.” The gargoyle girl said. Her hair was burnt by dye and messy. Her eyes and face had many wrinkles and pimples from all the curdy make up she had.
“ Me too.” said the witch girl, who used to beat the shit out of me just because I was weaker than her. She was a few inches taller than me and she was anorexic meaning she wasn’t as strong as I was now.
I wasn’t weak anymore and I wasn’t a mouse in a house full of rats anymore. I was strong and I was going to get my revenge on them.
“ Oh, shit.” Meave said.
“ What?” Melissa asked, under her breath.
“ I know only one person who’s this much of a coward and calls himself Master.” Meave said. Her eyes went wide and her mouth was in a grim line. She looked angry and filling up with anger quickly.
“ Who is he?” Evin asked her, wanting to know what she knew.
And right before the action came, I heard her words that froze me and the others into place for just a second. My fears had been answered now completely.
“ He’s my brother.” She said under her breath.
And the battle began.


Seven

“ What!” I screamed almost at the top of my lungs.
All hell broke loose, the snake pit had finally been tipped and all of satanic snake looking children came out and flooded the room.
There was no time for me to get much more of a reaction than that. Both girls came to fight both my big boys while the other guy went to attack the bitch witches. I had literally no one to fight with. That wasn’t good.
That hell of a no wasn’t good, at all. I was pissed off and I was boiling over from rage, betrayal, and more rage. I needed to kill something. Now.
And I had gotten my wish because just as I was about to interrupt Marco’s fight, something caught my foot. I looked down and saw that another guy had gotten my foot. I didn’t know this one.
He had burnt shit hair and rough looking skin. He seemed to be about my age, maybe older. I smiled down at him. He frowned, confused.
“ Happy birthday to me.” I said out loud to myself.
I grabbed his hands and my claws bit into his skin. He hissed in pain. He opened his mouth wide, and when I say wide, I mean, hellhole wide. He had long curved fangs inside and had no other teeth. Holy mother of fucking shitless hellhole.
This guy was a shapeshifter. And not only a shapeshifter, but a reptile shapeshifter. Them guys were as rare as my hybrid ass.
“ Oh, hell no, dude, just because you showin’ of doesn’t mean I still ain’t goin’ to kick you in the hellhole where it most hurt you.” I told him, cracking my knuckles.
He tried to bite me but I grabbed his head and hands and moved my foot away. I wasn’t in the mood for this shit.
“ I feel so not sorry for you since I’m in a badder mood than a dragon burning its ass with its own fire.” I told him.
I grabbed him by the neck as my right hand claws began to come out. But before they could penetrate his skin, his skin turned scaly and slimy. It grossed me out more than watching me kill Marco and trying not to think about murdering the living ass out of Meave.
“ That don’t work, dude, trust me, you just messed with the wring bitch.” I told him.
“ I had expected a stronger girl but I guess you’ll have to do.” he hissed at whatever vocal cords he had left. I growled at him.
“ Call me weak, one more time.” I told him, trying to hold back my rage, not wanting the worms to have another chance to get in my head. But I knew the moment he would say it, I would lose all sense.
“ Weak” he hissed out.
All hell in me broke loose.
I squeezed the snake boy’s neck as hard as I could. But I knew constricting him wouldn’t help because he was a snake and he was as slimy and flexible as a goo monster made of cum, snot, and earwax.
I used my claws to scratch his face but he was fast and dodged it. His neck had elongated as he tried to fill me with poison again with his fangs. I growled and began to use my vampire speed. I swiftly gave him a round about kick to the neck and he hissed in pain. I then thought of something really fun to do.
I ran towards the kitchen and began look for the salt shaker and a water bottle.
“ I don’t think any knives will penetrate me, doll face.” he hissed to me.
I growled at him, not happy at all. I turned the sink on and threw in a towel in it.
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