Hybrid: Supernatural Bad Boys I

Chapter 2 - Protesting too muchMikhailI stroll into the living room of our new home. Home, what a joke. The SC (Supernatural Council) placed us here because they don’t know what to do with us. Unfortunately, like the human world, the supernatural world is also full of orphans. According to the system, my parents are unknown. I was found in an abandoned warehouse. Unfortunately, no one stepped up to claim me, so they placed me in a home for supernatural kids. The problem is that, unlike human homes, our jailers had to make sure we weren’t using our powers or killing innocents by mistake. In my case, the Council keeps a very close eye on me. Apparently, being the son of an Angel and a Demon is considered taboo. The council members call me an abomination. The Angels hate me, and the Demons don’t know what to do about me. According to my Nephilim friend, Kara, there has never been a mating recorded between an Angel and a Demon. Such relationshi

Chapter 4 - Waiting for what?MikhailI keep my eyes focused on the door as I make my way to class. Rowan walks in and nods his head in my direction. A few minutes pass, and Nevaeh still hasn’t come in. Mrs. Christiansen begins her lecture on the project, but my mind is focused elsewhere. Where is she?After that near kiss last period, I have mixed feelings. I don’t want to like Nevaeh, but she keeps sneaking into my thoughts. Once Mrs. Christiansen is done, all the partners begin to work, leaving me on my own. Maybe I should have kissed her. Being that close to her felt so right, and her apology shook me.As the rest of the period continues and Nevaeh doesn’t appear, I can’t help but be concerned when her friend Jezelle rushes out of the room. Trying to keep a calm façade, I scan the hallway. She’s not there. Rowan catches up to me once the class is over and gives me an inquiring smirk. “Looks like your

Chapter 6 - There’s no manual for this MikhailI take a deep breath closing the office door behind me. The secretary, Mrs. Chase, sniffs loudly as she hands me my detention slip. Taking it, I step out and quirk a brow when I see Nevaeh Rivera standing there.“Mikhail,” Nevaeh whispers as she quietly strides towards me.          “Yeah,” I say, annoyed. I know I’m rude, but I feel that I have the right after everything that has happened between us.Nevaeh bites her lips as her eyes run across my body appraisingly. My body heats with pleasure. She might as well have touched by how my body is reacting. “Are you okay?” She mumbles huskily. She looks so beautiful that it makes me want to pull her into my arms.I nod my head, confused by her concern. “What happened to you earlier?” I ask. Her brow furrows with confusion. Hell, I’m just a

Chapter 8 - Reality returnsMikhailGripping my bag tightly, I stride quickly out of Nevaeh’s house. Rowan matches my steps, looking contrite. “Sorry for interrupting, but it looks like shit is going to hit the fan. Lukan’s here, and he doesn’t look happy.”I close my eyes and take a deep, steadying breath. Flashing back to a few minutes ago, I picture Neveah’s hair flowing around her chest and how good her velvety skin felt beneath my fingers. My mouth waters, remembering her nipples straining against her snug dress. Fuck! Why did the real world have to interfere? It was such a perfect moment. Yet, I know that it’s better this way. Nevaeh and I can never be together. It’s impossible.“It’s cool, man; we were just doing homework,” I say as I rub my hand across the back of my neck.    Rowan turns to me with a disbelieving frown. “Are you kidding me, man?

MikhailMy whole night was spent replaying yesterday’s kiss. But after a great deal of thought, I came to a decision. I can’t be with Nevaeh. With the Council breathing down my neck and my training, I just can’t be with a human. There’s too much at stake, and I can’t risk my family getting hurt.I pull on my black Nirvana t-shirt, black jeans, and black all-stars before I grab my leather jacket and make my way out of the door. Rowan, Kell, and Carrick are waiting by the porch. Rowan remains quiet as we file into the car. Starting the car, I contemplate how I’m going to approach the situation between Nevaeh and me.I’m a couple of feet from my locker when I notice Nevaeh. My heart speeds up the closer I get. As if sensing my presence, she turns to me and gives me a shy smile. Her smile almost disarms me, but I remain stoic. Nodding my head in reply, I open my locker and search through it.      &nb