Fanfiction Rice Purity Test Novels & Stories

I shot back, still wondering why she even cared. She gave a wry smile, leaning back in her chair. “There are ties binding you.” I shifted uncomfortably when she said this. “What are you talking about?” She tapped her long fingers on the arm of her chair. “The ritual cannot proceed, not as you are now.” I blinked, confused. “Why not?” “You’ve come in contact with something pure,” she said, her voice almost mocking. “And that's your wife. Fairies are known for their pureness. Whatever they come in contact with turns pure, depends on their intention when doing it.” She explained.

I gave my explanation and she nodded, seemingly catching up to what I was driving at. "Then, when the poison from the flower had clogged my heart, you still purified my heart and that was how my heart started beating once again. I think this ability helped you purified things. And so far, you had even though unintentionally, but successfully purified the liquid, and me." I ended my explanation and waited for what she had to say. When she said nothing, I continued. "I want you to put your ability to test once again." "How?" She furrowed her brows.

Swallowing dryly, I suddenly feel warm and flustered despite the open windows in the classroom and fan myself with my hand. “A-are these tests done within sight of everyone?” “It’s done in private.” She reassures both of us. “As long as your compatibility isn’t perfectly matched with another elemental conjurer during the test then you have nothing to worry about. When a friend of mine did hers she told me everything about it, it wasn’t perfectly matched with any water elemental fortunately for her, but some of her friends had an opposite response.”

[How dare the author write this in? [Am I the only one deeply uncomfortable with these values? I thought Rachel was just a normal rich girl, but her wealth is built on something so dirty.] [I'm reporting this story immediately! Corrupt officials cutting corners and breaking policies… How did this story pass the review stafe?!] [Even if it passed the review stage, I'm done reading. The author's getting worse. Their relationship is literally held together by money, and now, there are family scandals too. What kind of sweet romance is this?]

A sliver of guilt crosses his heart at the thought that immediately comes to his mind but he pushes it away. Raven is a nobody that he helped and she won’t be the first student who’s been his puppet. His daughter’s life and his business comes first. He grabs the filtrate in the conical flask and holds it under the tap, watching as the droplets of water begin to turn the solution from a deep shade of purple to lilac, signifying its loss of potency, which means Raven would have to restart the whole thing from scratch, thereby giving him more of the byproduct when she gets to this stage again.

River handed a pen to Rion so that the man could fill out the check, but he was made to raise an eyebrow with a confused expression when Rion pulled a few strands of his hair, placed them on top of the check sheet, then wrapped it up and handed it to River. "Yes, this might really change my life if you do a DNA test and prove that I am your father's biological son," said Rion. "Or if you're too busy, would you like to see my DNA test results? It's real and I haven't altered it at all, but I think you'd have a hard time believing it if you didn't do it yourself."

Conrad wanted to punch through the window and show her the paternity test. Fia did not accept it. Just glancing at his hand before saying coldly, “This can be falsified.” “I didn’t falsify it. Yesterday, I took a couple of strands of the children’s hair that fell off.” Conrad replied very carefully, fearful that she would think that he pulled the children’s hair. They were the strands of hair that had fallen off the children’s heads when he rubbed their heads. “To me, you are unworthy.” Fia shut the door, her words very cold.

I stretch my hand out, offering her the phone. She shakes her head. “No, I can’t.” Closing her eyes, she insists, “You read it, tell me what it says, Gray.” “All right,” I say anxiously as I tap in my password. I click on the e-mail with the detailed response of the test. I go cold, and my hands start to shake. “Match to Archibald Winchester 100%.” I look at Abigail, her caramel complexion washing out as her brow crinkles. “Match to Celine Winchester 100%.”

I still remember how loving we were the first year we were together, but everything changed when her childhood crush returned from overseas. She kept her distance from me for no reason and would constantly test my love for her. Rina even said that I had to pass 99 tests of true love before I could marry her. The last time I had to go through one of her tests, she told me to attend a welcome party for Eugene in the middle of the night, but when I got to the door, a full bucket of flour was poured all over me. Eugene was holding the bucket of flour while saying in a pitiful manner, "I poured the flour on you, Micah. You aren't mad at me, are you? I just wanted to make this a fun party for ever

They were busy judging, proclaiming and recording the results of various tests. The young people who passed the bone age test lined up in the long queue and arrived before the stone table. They would first hand over their tablet and have their numbers noted down before they proceeded to walk along the table. They would press their hands on the six large shiny stone eggs. As long as one could make the stone egg shine, it proved that he did have some form of elemental talent. The brilliance of the shine showed whether their element was pure or not. "No. 765 Zhang Fan, Metal element, D grade..."