Pure Blood Families の小説・ストーリー

Nostalgia filled my whole being as the scene in front of me gets clearer again like it isn't just some memory I play in my mind. Those were the days. The golden days. You see, royal-blooded vampires are a whole different breed. They are nothing like some other vampires. Royal-blooded vampires that blood came from the roots of Vlad Dracul, and was never tainted by any other clans, are considered to be the most prominent families scattered in the lands of Romania. Our family, and Octavians, for instance.

I could not just blurt out my name, or my father’s! I could not disclose to some stranger - as handsome as he was - who I was! The Malvak family is a renowned one and a special one, that was. The females born into this family usually suffered from an extremely rare genetic mutation, that’s what they call it, but I think it’s just a curse that is bound to our blood.

Whatever it can do, if Chloe's not going to be careful, the blue crystal will be her death. "You, pawn of a Pure Blood! I will cut your head off and offer it to my King!" the Illinora shrieked. Her voice was now doubled into a man and a woman. Her eyeballs shook as she shrieked and the skeletal part of her skull cracked loudly. There supposed to be no time to be shaken by how the witch called her but Chloe was confused. Pure Blood.. "There are many tribes in Demetrius. But one is the greatest of all. They are the Pure Blood, hailed from the lines of Vestia's ancient Royal Family. The Rein Tribe," she remembered her mother told her.

"I dunno, love. Maybe." "I seriously thought he was just blind drunk and blabbing nonsense." "So you don't know anything about purebloods?" Pure bloodlines? I stared at her face again with my hand resting on her warm thigh. "What's a pureblood?" "It's, uh..." Mykaela raised her arms and pressed her index fingers together. "When a child's parents have the same genetic abnormalities. Like Stefano and Eleana." "Wait. You mean, it's essentially just a genetic condition?"

- Assuming I agree with you, and I repeat, assuming, what pureblood family will accept their daughter's partner being gay? - That's the wonder of the contacts I made. This is not a daughter, but a son. I discovered a pureblood family that only has one son, and he is gay. They are super interested in a union with a prince of royal blood. Vlad crosses his legs and hands over his lap. Tilting his head, he asks: - And who is this family? - The Counts of Craiova. They are of Dracula's lineage. Vlad throws his hands up in the air and sighs.

I answer. “What about the other type’s of vampires?” Cahir asks. “Pure vampires or purebloods are vampires that have never mixed with any other supernatural species or humans. There is only one pure-blood family left. Kynessie’s father's family are both royals and purebloods. Half breeds have one human parent, while human vampires, as I said, carry the gene, but it is more or less dormant. As far as the turned ones and the failed ones the only difference is that the turned ones fully turn after being injected with our venom while the failed ones don’t entirely turn for whatever reason. No one knows why some don’t fully turn and they are the ones that we have to kill before they go on a

The guy never fidgeted or shifted his weight—just existed in space like a statue until he needed to move. We'd come a long way since he'd first started following me around campus like a lost puppy. If I had to guess, he came from the North—had to be them. They were the only ones who looked like this—pure bloodlines that went back centuries. They didn't marry outside their packs. Hell, they didn't even marry outside their own families. Brother fucked sister, cousin fucked cousin. They were literally all siblings up there. Kept their genes concentrated like they were breeding show dogs. Weird as fuck, but the results were either spectacular or completely fucked up. Frost was clearly the former

They were certain that Eliijah was a pureblood like them, but he didn’t belong to any of the original bloodlines despite being one of the older purebloods left. Most of the original purebloods had chosen to die after a few years of living such an idle life. Boredom eventually got them, and they chose to die instead of living longer. But their descendents don’t think the same. Instead of living idly by after discovering phenomenal things about their kind and making sure that their kind goes on, then just choosing to die, their descendants chose to know more and more about the world.

“The Xarano family—our family—can be traced back to the Alpha King himself.” The silence that follows feels thick, like the air’s turned to smoke. My skin buzzes. “Jace, Anita, the others…” I say, trying to connect the dots, trying to ground this in something familiar. “They’re Lycans too.” “But they’re not pureblooded,” she finishes. The word echoes. Pureblooded. I don’t like how it sounds in my head. It makes me think of pressure, legacy, being watched. Being expected. I don’t want a crown. I want answers.

Charlotte found this silence peaceful and closed her eyes to sleep. ... “Hurry up, Move!” In the middle of the night, rattling of chains, screeching of old cages and yelps of little girls abruptly woke her up. Soon, her cage was opened too and they were dragged to a room behind the stage. From the scents, it was evident that most of buyers were Royals as well as Velenos, the most prestigious pure blood family after Royals. Pure blood Vampires were divided into four families: Royals, Velenos, Venatores and Lyns. Charlotte’s father told her that they belong to Lyns family, the lowest ranking one.