Long ago for many years we have existed in our secret place, us Vampdragums, body of a human, wings of a dragon, powers and moves as a vampire, and very attractive. Not accepted by humans, titled Freaks, monsters. But that all changed when I was born, the new Dragon Empress, the only one born with black leathery dragon wings. Growing up, I was taught many things. How to defend, how to attack, and how to control my eternal powers. Everyone always expected me to be like my mother a good powerful leader who had died from giving birth to her 51st child. The clan was dying out and my people were trying to save the population, but not me. I had bigger plans in store for my people. By the age of 15 I left my clan with one of my many sisters, Nema. She is the same age as me, and knows a lot of combat skills, her power is to read people's minds. My journey was very interesting, it took a long time for people around the world to get used to us and accept us once we did good deeds, like winning battles, and keeping peace, making sure everyone's safe. I alone became famous and got a lot of attention from millions. I even made head lines for saving people's lives, at first Nema shielded me from the humans, she still didn't trust them for a while until she met one special guy she fell in love with. She refused to tell me about him, so I didn't bother asking twice. You never ask Nema something twice or she'll be very angry. But she became more trustworthy to humans and made many friends. As for my clan, we were allowed to live with the humans and we were treated with lots of respect. But only my sisters came to live in the open world with me while the rest of them stayed behind. We made many friends, but most back stabbed me later on in time. And we lived well considering that my family was rich. But little did I know that my journey was just beginning.......
*This is Purely fantasy*
I'm Rose. I am 50% witch, about 25% vampire and about 25% she-wolf (Werewolf).
My father IS half warlock and half vampire.
My mother WAS half witch and half she-wolf (werewolf).
I had two older siblings but they passed away on their sixteenth birthdays.
One of them was my brother, I never really knew him, I was in our mother's womb at the time. He died after he shifted his first time because he was never told about his genes and what they meant (he died from shock).
The other one was my sister, I kind of got to know her, but when she passed I was only 6. She also died after her first shift, but not because she was clueless. She had been told TOO much about her genes and what they meant. When she shifted, she tried to stop it because she was scared of her wolf.
After my sister passed so did my mother, she was severely depressed and couldn't take the thought of me leaving her too early. Before she died, she told my father everything about herself and her werewolf roots. She only survived until my dad knew everything, it seemed like that was all that mattered, like she knew she was going to die.
I have been taught the ways of my ancestors, werewolf, vampire and witch, slowly so I can absorb it all properly.
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This story is about me, a young girl, with a lot of issues. I always am treated like trash by my rude human stepmother. Around my father, she's completely innocent but when he isn't, hell just about breaks loose. When I turn sixteen I will leave my father and house to move in with either the vampire lord or the werewolf's alpha.
What happens when I have two possible mates?
What happens when one person I really thought I could trust hurts me almost beyond repair?
And what happens to hybrids that seek a second chance?
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WARNINGS:
There is swearing, abuse, mature sections, etc.