Look I Didn't Want To Be A Half Blood Novels & Stories

“A long time ago, there was another like you. He was the first hybrid. He did great things… but also terrible things. When the world fell into chaos because of his hunger for more power, the Faiths formed a council and determined he needed to be executed to save it. Many Faiths died in the great war, but they succeeded and killed the half-blood. Since you are the only one of your kind, your parents didn’t want you to suffer the same fate.” I was taken aback. I was not the only one. Did Otis not know? “I’m not the only half-blood, Otis. Osprey is one as well. I saw it.” Otis scoffed and looked at me like I was making a story up. Did he not believe me? “Impossible! We would have known. Besides

"Rhea, I can't thank you enough for doing this to me. I felt so relieved that you are taking care of me." "Don't mention it, I am just returning the favor. But if there is something you need, please do not hesitate to say it to me." ------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- ATLAS POV I stared at her neck, attempting to take one bite, and sipped her blood. But doing so will reveal my darkest secret that I am a half-breed vampire who needs a constant blood supply in my body, otherwise, I'd die. I wanted to fight the urge to sip her blood by closing my eyes.

Elder Hopkins glared at her and so did the other elders as they stared at her with anger burning in their eyes, she was sure that if they could, they would have brought her to her knees and executed her here and now on account of her crime of admiring a mage. She didn’t say anything after all the actions of these men didn’t scare her at all. Noah’s eyes on the other hand softened as he looked at her and said softly, “ A half-blood if I am correct?” Levy nodded, she was half blood and she wasn’t embarrassed about it.

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.”

I said. "I'll admit that I was once envious of you. I mean, my parents were both faeries but you're a half blood. Our father loved you the most. I'm a pure blood but I wasn't given the power of the chimaera. You're a half blood but you're so powerful. But I realized that I just had to get over it. You deserve the spotlight. You know deep down that I would never do that to you if I was in my right mind" he choked out.

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.

Not at all. “Rachel, you’re turning blue. What’s wrong?” My mom looked at me, a little worried. “I need water,” I mumbled, suddenly feeling dizzy. She rushed out to get it, leaving me alone to face myself in the mirror. I slumped into a chair, thinking. I’d worked hard to be who I was, worked for everything I had. Every rank I’d earned at the academy was mine, achieved through grit and determination. All I wanted was to rise above the reputation my mother had created for us. I thought that if I worked hard enough, I’d make a name for myself, something my mother hadn’t dirtied.

But the doubt still gnawed at me. “But what if it’s true?” I whispered. “What if I really am a half-blood? Does that change everything?” The silence that followed felt heavy, loaded with questions none of us had answers for. They knew the truth—whatever it turned out to be—would change things. I just hoped it wouldn’t be in a bad way. “We’ll look into this together. Don’t worry.” My eyes clouded with fear, voice shaking. “I don’t even know if I want to find out the truth. What if it’s something awful? What if I’m not who I always thought I was?”

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.

Viktor said with satisfaction. "Alaric!" I screamed, fighting against the vampire holding me. Alaric fell to his knees, his hand pressed to the wound as blood gushed out too fast between his fingers Through our bond, I felt his pain, felt his strength failing, felt his heartbeat slowing down "No, no, no..." I thrashed harder, desperate to reach him. "Let me go! ALARIC!" He looked up at me, and his eyes were fading. "Rhea..." Gboaw