Novel & Cerita Pure Blood Families

"Care for a dance, Your Majesty?" Kwen's POV: I was on a mission. Julian called me to his office because he wanted me to watch for specific people at the gathering. The 12 families of the Vampire kingdom. There are plenty more families than just 12, but they are the last of the pure bred. They are the descendants of the last of the cursed humans turned into mindless monsters, and rescued by the Moon Goddess. I can understand the distrust of anything or anyone that was cloak in the title of witch or warlock. It was the witches that cursed them. It's a whole thing, that extends far back. Anyway, he gave me the run down of the families: Dayblood, the royal family, of course. Nightwing, that's t

“Some of my cousins’ children don’t have magic.” “The purity in our family’s bloodline was never intentional. Braverns,” Auntie spoke the maiden name of my mother and all her sisters, “do not have a habit of judging other werewolves based on anything other than how they treat those around them. We love all your cousins once removed equally, whether or not they have magic.” I leaned into Theo’s embrace, grateful to be in his lap as I took in this new information. “So the… dilution, for lack of a better phrase, of magic in our family’s bloodline was coincidental over time.”

“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.

It was larger, more lived in and with more feeling though you could only hear lively laughter and chatter when Grand Uncle Ruldus was away or not in the vicinity which was quite often given his position in the council. The rest of the Rage family lived here; the pure bloods at least. The Rage family prided themselves on their strictness when it came to being pure bloods. It was of utmost pride of a noble family to be made of pure bloods without any half bloods. Half bloods to nobility was a family disgrace. We were only allowed to turn and even when we did they didn't live with us unless they were servants or blood slaves.

Even though that house at 4 Hēi'àn de huíyì avenue had changed practically nothing, apart from its interior, it enlarged it from the inside, in the end, they had moved into Mimi's mansion a long time ago. The traditional families among them were the so-called Zhuīzōng quǎn, to whom Shímáo de húlí belonged, he who would be one of the wealthy families in which he shared the ideas of pure-bloods, among the extinction of normal humans. For many times, when everyone was involved in business, some of them, like gentlemen and scoundrels covered up many things from each other, business and favors, this was how the negotiations were maintained, the business of the various pure-blood families of magic

she asked. Everette shoulders seemed to straighten with pride as she answered "A pureblood is a werewolf born of parents who are both werewolves. Regardless of their ranks, their blood is pure and they possess all the physical and intellectual attributes of a werewolf, their blood untainted and more superior."

he said "Oh okay"I said,thank God "You can proceed"dad instructed as he started to chant,hmm "She has a pureblood"the priest said,dad and Alec looked so shocked,Lemuel just looked.that sounded so familiar,so very familiar, someone always told me that "What?a pureblood??,is that even possible?"dad asked "Ever heard of a pureblood?"Alex asked "Um,yeah,I think so,when I was little,mum always told me I had a pureblood line in me,she stopped telling me as I grew older,I didn't know what it meant"I said

Osric agrees, while massaging the shampoo into my scalp. “Speaking of Orin, if he’s your bother how is he not a hybrid with a lycan mother and a vampire father?” I ask, closing my eyes to make sure the soap doesn’t drip down into my eyes. “Sometimes a child can favor the side of the mother completely and be a pure bred, it only ever happens in royal lines. My guess is to keep the lines pure for their heirs when they take over,” Osric explains while washing my torso, as I let the soap rinse from my hair.

The Pures were unique since in a way they were the modern version of the ancients as the originals had gone extinct, they faced a serious issue however as they were few and weren't even up to fifty in total. Only a Pure could give birth to a Pure which meant that intermarriage with other species albeit birthing children with the ancient genes, the possibility of birthing a Pure, was considered nearly impossible. If marriage between more than two people (polyandry) could help in this situation, it would have been great but it was not possible. The reason behind this was due to the special physique of people born with ancient genes. These genes metamorphose a person's body to become a specific

"Who are they?" "The Purists." She says the word the way you say something you have been afraid of for a long time and have decided you are done being afraid of. "They are very old. Older than Vera's family. Older than the council in its current form. They believe royal bloodlines are a disease. That kings and queens corrupt everything they touch. That the only healthy pack is one that governs itself." "That sounds almost reasonable," I say.