I Didn't Want To Be A Halfblood Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I discovered I was a half blood 10years ago,it was the scariest moment of my life, it was my 7th birthday and my dad got me this very cute poodle, as a special gift, I was so excited I loved her so much I named her candy cause she loved eating my candy, one cold night, I didn't know what was happening to me, I just became so weird and I suddenly became hungry then i-I didn't know when I suddenly sucked my poor poodle dry, then next morning I remember waking up seeing her dead, I killed her, I killed my precious candy, that moment I knew I was a monster, my mom then explained to me what I was, she told me it wasn't my fault,she was the only one I could feel normal around,my dad always hated

And then, from the back of the crowd, a voice rose. "She's half-blood. Her blood is dirty. We can't accept her." Stellan's eyes blazed, his claws extending, his teeth baring. But before he could move, I stepped forward. "You're right," I said, my voice steady. "I'm half-blood. My blood is not pure. I was never supposed to be anything. I was rejected by every pack I tried to join. I was sold to an Alpha who wanted to use me. I was nothing."

“I’m not as selfish as you think; I simply can’t take staying in one place and doing nothing but studying that wretched spell; I don’t want anything else in my life if not to return to this world, but now I’d rather die save my mother than remain worthless for the rest of my life!” He couldn’t utter what I said, and I'm still at a loss for words. Even though the words I said were like crayons in my heart, I couldn’t believe that I was a useless human. I brushed my tears away and took a deep breath. It’s not my fault I was born a half-blooded witch who knows nothing but misspelled words.

“It’s an elitist club. Only half-bloods or born-from-magic students can join. Half-lycan, hybrids, half-fae, half-vampire, half-dragon. Even witches born of magical conception but not full blood. They call themselves a club, but people disappear after joining. They say it’s just for rituals, parties, elite privileges…but my sister told me stories.” “Stories?” My voice cracked. “That…some never come back. That some are sent to The Order. Or used in experiments. Or…worse.” She shivered. “Don’t go, Zara. Please.” I folded the card back into the envelope with numb fingers. Half-blood. The word coiled around my spine like poison. “But…I’m not a half-blood. I don’t even know what I am.” Talia’s ey

“If you're done talking, I need to go now.” “Personally, I don’t see what everyone is afraid of. You couldn’t even escape my water orb. I am only a half blood. You would never stand a chance against a God.” I shook my head, refusing to continue this conversation. He’s really pissing me off right now, and after the hell of a landing I had last night, I don’t really feel like having it out with a half-blood God. “Yeah, well maybe one of these days you will find out. In the meantime, I need to get home.”

Why? ‘Wasn’t it still enough that I was born as a half-blood? Wasn’t it still sufficient that my human mother died because of me? Wasn’t it still enough that I’ve endured all the sufferings from being a half-blood and accepted all the humiliations and attacks from the pack?’ Her mind was filled with questions—questions that Amara, herself, couldn’t find the strength to answer. She felt betrayed, as if the world had never wanted her to live happily.

“Yes.” No fluff. No take backs and no remorse. “If I could do it without getting them involved, I would've. But only Half-bloods can enter deep into the human territory for that long and come out unscathed.” Half Blood, Originals, Curses. All these words being thrown around and I barely know what they mean. From my silence, it seems she picks up on that too.

He held me and looked at it instead of looking at me. “My mother was terrified that I would live in there forever. She believed that I’d come to realize and regret what I did. She wanted the best life for me; she dreamt of me having a beautiful life despite being half-blooded. She blamed herself for every battle I fought and every misery I went through.

"Wait you're not fooling me are you? You're not making stories right? Cause we won't be able to go back." "Believe me darling I won't ruin the only chance you gave me. I will never lie to you." "So if this is true... that means...." She couldn't bring the words to her lips. "I'm half blood. half human, half God."

I laughed, “a bit. But what did you have in mind? What kind of help?” “Well, most of the half-bloods that joined are still kids. You are one of the only ones that has gotten her wolf. I've heard that halfbloods are slower and weaker in comparison, so I was thinking to try and find another training method. To make sure you’re all able to fight, but in another way. You don’t need brute strength, if you have other skills.” “So why did you want to meet me?” Theo blushed and scratched his chin. “I was hoping you’d be my first test subject.”