Pure Blood Families Novels & Stories

“ So, Miss Salmon,” Madam Hale said coldly, her fingers adjusting the ring on her hand, “ It would be for your own good if you dashed those scheming thoughts of becoming the daughter-in-law of the Hale family.” Daniella's face paled under the glow of the chandelier. The light exposed every flicker of emotion she failed to suppress. Her lips parted slightly. “ What…what do you mean?” She asked. “ Our Hale family choose our daughter-in-law based on family background,” Madam Hale continued, her tone unhurried, almost indulgent.“ Someone who can aid our business and expand our connections.”

She barked at me. Lifting my head, I cocked my head to the side. The Reinfeld family were one of the bigger families within the pure bloods that we had in the pack. They along with the Kian, Hansen, and Turner were the main founding families along with my Alpha line of Fallows. That meant all four families were on the Council. None of the families ever contributed to leadership. It also was only in the last sixty or so years that they took over the Council seats. “Did you…try to bark at me?”

Marco says, we all know it, that’s why she’s so good at her job. “Find out more about the pure bloods for me” I say before leaving, Marco's face turned into confusion, I too didn’t have any idea about who those were, but he could find anything for me. “I’ll see, where you going?” he asks me. “Out” was my only reply before leaving the house, the one we all share, most of the family lives together, we always did, every one of us has his own story, and every one of us needs the help of the family to stand back up, we are a family, not by blood but by choice.

We don’t fall in love, but somehow we know how to love. My father and my mother are cousins ​​and they weren’t in love when they got married but as time passed by they learned how to love. Besides don, purebloods cannot mate with humans if we want to continue our lineage. We need to actually marry our cousins, or relatives so as not to lose our blood. I don’t think I would marry. I think of joining my mother's research team right after this life. I’m tired of being a student. "Missing, disappeared?" my Dad again. "That's not possible."

“Isn’t that a bit un-Pure-Blooded of you? Diluting the gene-pool that way?” Frost surges forward in my mind at the insult to our Mate. I batter him down. This isn’t a place to let wolf instincts take over. A racist remark from a privileged white English man is hardly a surprise. ‘Pure-Blooded’ doesn’t sound quite right though. I’ve heard it before, not just in pro-Nazi Aryan propaganda. From another werewolf. There’s talk of packs that cull their human children and reject human Mates, to keep their bloodlines ‘pure’. They believe that human blood is weak, only pure blood keeps them strong. I just have to stand there to prove them wrong on that one. I’ve got nothing but werewolves on both sid

How could they hand over the responsibility of this world to their current family? They were the descendants of sacred beasts, different from monsters and demonic beasts. They were the highest of the two tribes, and the leader of each of them. Even the so-called monster tribes were just ordinary descendants of sacred beasts, it was because their bloodline was purer than that of the monster tribes and demonic beasts. Because of this, the four ancient families were still declining but the monster empire never wanted to go to war with them. In fact, the monster tribe treated the four ancient families like their ancestors.

Then he started talking. "It goes back maybe a hundred years. Three families. Mine. The Kavanaghs. The Belmonts." "Belmonts?" "They're gone now. Or hiding. Nobody knows." "What happened?" "Money. Power. Territory. The usual stuff. But then it got weird." "Weird how?" "They started believing in bloodlines. Like royal families. Like some people were born to rule." I felt sick. "And?" "They thought mixing the right blood would make perfect leaders. Smart. Strong. Able to unite everyone."

Dr Knight smiles between us summoning for Lilith to come and sit beside him. He readies the iPad passing it to her so she can read whatever he has loaded up on there. "We have delved into your family history, your biological family that is. Lilith I'm honestly surprised to say your bloodline is one of, if not, the purest bloodlines I have ever come across in my lifetime and that of my fathers. We werewolf's have unfortunately diluted our blood for centuries...but your family for generations has kept to a strict rule of only breeding with other like-blooded bloodlines up there in north Canada. This means that your gifts are passed down almost with every generation that is birthed and they onl

Criticize all of his movements, with hostile gazes full of hatred and disgust, switching back and forth. It wasn't the eyes of civilians, not the housekeepers, but coming from the people who run the same genes as him. My stepmothers and siblings, Alkhun was glad despite having the same genes. He doesn't get the pitiful mindset of everyone in this castle. Dozens of siblings come from different women in different aristocratic families. It was a tradition on the five elite Families to breed like pigs. Why would they have to do it anyway? They’re only one reason. The Heritage.

Sam has a lopsided smile on his face, he took a deep breath and said, "No Sebestian, it's because people who came from big families or pack, they don't want to impure their blood. That's why they ask their children's not to sleep with anyone and wait for their mate. They want heir but with condition. They don't give a fuck about the child if it's not from mated pair." "All our parents and relatives care about is continuing the bloodline. I know Sebestian, you won't understand the depth of this because you are same, and you literally hate single parents but still I am sharing my thoughts with you just in case you have change of heart and you start liking them instead of hating them."