I Didn't Want To Be A Halfblood Novels & Stories

A human. These half-bloods are the result of further wolf and mortal hybrid breeding, and they all share this trait." "Extraordinary abilities," I muttered to myself. "That is why you are here." "You plan to use me for breeding purposes?" I'm enraged. "I won't put up with it because it's disgusting." My veins were boiling with blood. It was irritating to think that they had taken me away from my father in order to insert me into this web of deviant werewolf breeding.

“This is where I used to play with dad when he was around, or doing his tasks at the castle. Kings still require time for themself. We were supposed to live at the castle, but after mom died, dad wanted to be in the place where they had more memories.’’ Jaine was loved by her family well, but stuff did not end well when in the beginning, their future was doomed to fail. All because of a lie. Regardless of what happened to her, Jaine never really blamed her parents for lying, because if they never lied, she would have not existed at all. The strong prejudice against half-bloods like her was through the roof, even if you are mated, you will be given the power to refuse the mating if the other

His father gave us a serious look then. "It'll be hard to try son," he told him. "After all we're two different species. You two might not be able to even with him being a girl." I bit my bottom lip as I looked towards his father and nodded. "I know," I told him softly. "I was planning on doing everything I could to increase the chances... maybe even start researching the vampire history to try to get a better grip on the existence of halfbreeds," I mumbled. "It might not happen, but I at least want to try."

I felt so torn. My human half was repulsed, but my vampire half was desperate to reach for the glass and start gulping down the thick crimson liquid. I just sat there, waiting for my body to decide which half would win out. “You need to drink it. If you don’t, you will get poorly.” I looked up at Mum, but I knew there was nothing but disdain on my face. It was her fault, all of it. She had caused me to be two competing halves by giving in to my dad. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to be a human or a vampire, but I did know that being half and half was torture.

"I don't hate you, Elif. I hate what you represent. A reminder that the thing I loved most was destroyed by something like you." "I'm not like him." "Aren't you? You have the same blood. The same instincts. The same hunger." I reached out to touch his arm. Just to comfort him. Just to let him know that not all half-bloods were monsters. He flinched away. "Don't," he said. "Don't touch me. Don't pity me. I don't deserve it." "You deserve to be loved." His laugh was hollow. "Love is for people who haven't lost everything."

The thought flickered, strange and almost ridiculous. Me? A half-blood? I laughed inwardly at how foolish that was because I knew that someone like Instructor Varros would always see me as the monster he believed me to be. No matter the extraordinary power I had, these people would still regard me as a nobody. They would treat me like a threat and dirt because of my tainted bloodline. If there was something that hadn't changed about me, it would be how much I despised being a half-blood. I would do anything to be a Full Fae, to have my own tree—be a keeper, and just bloom softly and powerfully along with my own beloved family. Everything my mother wanted but never got.

As those three words left her mouth, she recollected her experience with the Alpha Council, which was anything but nice, and she wasn't planning to hide it from him. "Well, it was great except for the part where everyone at the ball kept addressing me rudely once they realized who I was... a half-breed," she said sadly. Algernon clenched his fist. ‘Those entitled brats shall pay,’ he whispered under his breath. "I mean, it's not like I chose to be a half-breed. My mother just happened to be a Lycan while my dad was a human. Why am I paying the price for their forbidden love?" Natasha blurted out.

I couldn’t afford to lose it right now, but I also had to get out of there as soon as possible or it would be too late. “Well, you are the only heir to the throne, aren’t you?” He looked amused and a little surprised. “I am not! You know I thought you beasts were stupid, but I never realized the extent of your stupidity.” I laughed. I was pushing the envelope, but I seriously had to get out of there. If I told him I was a nobody, he would just kill me. If I told him I was somebody, my life would definitely get more complicated. Why did this have to happen now? My life was finally going somewhere. What I found strange was that we were never taught that they could shift form. That I found inte

I crossed my arms and glared back at him. “I’m sorry. Tell me what’s on your mind. I’m here as your big brother not the Alpha of the Druit Guard.” “I have this overwhelming feeling that she’s going to disappear just vanish. That just makes me want to hold on to her. Then the whole thing with her family and now the news about these witches makes me want to hold on tighter and just have her with me 24/7. Like right now sitting here with you is killing me. I can’t read her, sometimes she clings to me and then she pushes me away. I don’t know the boundaries but a part of me doesn’t care and just feels like I need her now. It’s like I’m starving and she’s the only thing in the world that can make

added Ika. "Yes. What Ika said is true. I will protect Ika and protect myself. Since we are Haltz, half of our vampire blood is a pure vampire. We will not give up easily," said Iki who then gave his flower crown to her. Diana looked at them sadly. Slowly she took each of their hands and pressed them to her cheeks. She felt the cold from her cheeks. "Can you guys feel this warmth?" Iki and Ika looked at each other, then looked at Diana and shook their heads at the same time.