Pure Blood Vampires Novels & Stories

Well, I planned on it anyways. “I am not sure how much he knows, but if he does, he doesn’t stop it. Mostly it’s lower or mid-level vampires, ones he wouldn’t concern himself with too much. Pure-bloods do not share their blood with others. It is forbidden. Their blood is pure for a reason. And they typically do not drink from the source which is what activates the blood bond.”

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."

She querried looking uneasy Yes i snapped at her Ok,i don't want us to be enemies so stay away from the king,he's my crush and he'll notice me soon if i become a vampire That's cool i smiled at her Yes dear,i can't wait to be queen * Devin's pov I can't stop thinking about that human,my power's are failling me and am weak.am restless days pass and i remain that way till the elder's of the counsil organised a party so that the male vampires can choose their own human slaves

I could see she was in the living room reading her usually thick book. Once I entered the house I bypassed mom and rushed to my room locking the door behind me before placing him on my bed. The vile was warm as I had held on to it a little too tightly in my hand. The blue brightness of it swirled as I looked at it before popping the top off. *here we go, cross your fingers we can trust him* Vampires and wolves were always at war with one another, we believed that they were the cause of the curse many moons ago, the curse that made all firstborns die after one single breath.

There were still facts about them that I did not know. "Some of the younger vampires can still come out in the sun and not get hurt," Lord Ralph said. "Why?" "They are called purebreds. They are the born ones and are stronger than made vampires. They would soon take over the world if the vampires do not van—" he stopped himself. I knew what he wanted to say, so I asked what he thought about their extinction subtly. "Do you believe that vampires will go extinct someday?" He looked at me. "Why do you ask?"

He inhaled deeply. "Roman!" I exclaimed. "Quiet, you," he ordered. The warlock and fairy rushed to the pure-blood's side and helped her stand, which we found surprising. The blow was painful to her, but she was acting as if she was a weakling. Only vampires that fed on animal blood were weak. Those that took human blood were stronger. And being a pure-blood vampire, we were expecting a tough fight from her. "Didn't Garren warn you to stay in the..."

A shiver creeps through my body, knowing that Jessblue's blood is like no other. I could feed on any Bampire, but it would not have the same effect as Jessblue’s virgin blood. She was born with a rare genetic blood type called SD7. The purity of the blood that runs in her veins is different than the average female Bampires on Bluestoria. It makes me and Cameron feel like drug addicts every time we feed on her. I turn my head to the right and look up to see an unconscious Jessblue, smiling and admiring the work I just performed on her.

“She’s a Voodoo high priestess who lives on Coronado Island. She helped us find Bruce when he was wandering in the White Tank Mountains. That’s where he met Tatyana. She was running from a pure vampire named Nambru...” “Pure vampire?” chimed Magdalena and Garth together. “That’s what they call themselves,” I explained. “Wadim’s breed are cannibals. They eat flesh as well as drink blood and Dracula vampires only drink blood and consider themselves pure because of it.” “They would,” Magdalena said flatly. “I don’t understand,” I replied quizzically. “I never finished telling you about me, I,” Magdalena offered as she looked at Garth.

They gasped when they saw the blood-red, invading Anna's once crystal clear blue eyes before she closed them once more. "She's not healing," Maria acknowledged kneeling beside Abigail. Abigail shook her head, gritting her teeth, "it isn't a normal vampire bite, " she began, gazing sorrowfully at Anna, " I-I think she was bitten by a pure blood." There was a short silence as this sunk into everyone's mind, especially those who knew what a pureblood vampire was. "B-but that-It can't be, there is only one pure blood vampire alive today," Maria replied, glancing first at Anna then Abigail.

“Our leader, Julia. But even she is not a Pureblood.” Debbys words repeated in my ears like a whisper of a ghost. “You are a pureblood”. I blinked at him, confused by his words. “What’s the difference between a True-Blood and a Pureblood?” Martin smiled faintly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “A Pureblood Cupbearer is a myth, a legend. None have existed for centuries. Julia, as a True-Blood, is the closest we’ve come to that level of power. She is our guiding light, our protector.”