Pure Bloods Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He could not gather his thoughts for a long time. 'He… He really knows how to produce elixirs.' 'I've never heard of that pill.' 'Isn't Derrick a live-in son-in-law? Why does he give me a feeling that he's unfathomable?' "Selina!" Darryl looked at Selina as he took out the Pure Blood Pill. "This is the Pure Blood Pill I described earlier, and it can help with essence, vital energy, and blood. It should improve your condition. You can have a taste."

Leora nodded and started talking. Leora is indeed different than other student. Of course, because she has superior human descendants. Not only because she has a holy blood, but she also has abilities above the normaly human being generally. Only listen once and she will remember forever. Only reading once and she will also keep it in her mind. All the things that were seen, heard, felt and sniffed by her, though only once must have been well remembered.

“Yes. If she has pure blood in her system, it will increase her chances of surviving the surgery, but not for sure. Problem is, we need a donor. We don’t have a blood bank” I stare in surprise and almost bite his head off “What kind of hospital doesn’t have a single blood bag in their blood bank?” I seethe in rage. The doctor seems surprised by my hostility. He recovers quickly and answers in an apologetic tone “It was alpha Grey’s orders not to draw blood from any pure blood in the pack. If a half blood got injured, they weren’t allowed to receive blood from pures, they would either make it and recover on their own or die, and pure bloods don’t need a blood donation as you know”

Martha ask and Shelagh glance up at her "I never thought of that. Could it be that he was keeping an eye on her" "Who?" "Maria" "I don't think so, besides no one knows where Maria was at that time" "Then how did he know about her?" Shelagh ask and Martha think for a while but can't get her thought together "I don't know, maybe he had his way. That's why we should act fast before someone else find out about the identity of the pure blood witch" "Well, won't that be good. Since it will not be easy to get the girl from Lucien, I believe it will be the best to let the world know who she is, that will surely lure her out to us"

He knew that Hirre cared about his position but he wanted to face it with his Luna. "Severus, please. Listen to me okay." Hirre was almost in tears as she replied. She looked at Severus, wanting time to make Severus believe in her. "They are all right, I'm not worthy to be called as yours. I-Im just a low-classes mixed blood." She added as she let her tears to flow down. She felt pain every time she pronounced those words.

She pleaded with puppy dog eyes, pouting and batting her eyelashes. "An half blood is a human-turned vampire, they're at the bottom of hierarchy in our clan and are seen as vermins with tainted blood. During a certain time in history halfbloods were denied certain rights like mating a pureblood or owning pets, they were even slaves to higher ranking vampires but as the world evolved, some of those laws were abolished." He sighed but continued on, "a pureblood is at the top of the hierarchy. A pureblood is born, not turned. Hence the name."

She went quiet and let that sink in. “What do you mean spell caster blood?” Jessica asks. “Both my parents are wolves, I have no casters in my bloodline, I am a pure wolf.” I winced a little as she said this. She was never going to completely get rid of her superiority complex. “We all have mixed blood, we are half human, half wolf.” I deadpanned at her. This was actually one of the most heated debates we had in our pack history class. Many of us didn’t think it was a big deal, but several classmates began having this pure-blood mania, and that along with ranks, was a deciding factor on who was better than others.

I closed my eyes as the phantom pain washed over me when Myra’s cold expression flashed across my mind. Even though I felt bad for her, I couldn't help but feel slightly hurt. Did she think that I only used her to stop myself from going insane? From being obsessive? I would make use of her like a… I groaned. I wrenched open the door and walked directly into dad’s study. He looked up, slightly startled. “Why did you let me become pureblood?” His mouth parted as he continued staring at me. His stunned silence was making me angrier. “How did you know?” He had managed to come out of his stupor.

But why? "After all we have never seen anyone brought by a pureblood like the young duke! We can't help but feel so interested to know what kind of blood are drunk by purebloods," someone said and his voice turned sinister as he licked his lips that was already wet with saliva, "I bet that servants chosen by the pureblood taste even better than other normal humans." So this was why they had been paying attention to her, because... she was chosen by Victor. And what? Victor is a pureblood vampire?

What's more, the cleansing water didn't do any minor damage as badly as he had expected earlier. A human who could easily become a vampire with just a drop of the blood of a noble class vampire or below, of course could not become a vampire stronger than a blood donor. But with purebreds, that is extremely rare. It must be known that the blood of pure blood is extremely noble, anyone who is not suitable to drink it will be melted immediately. And the ratio of that right or wrong is almost 1/1 billion. Which means, out of a billion people, it's lucky to find one who drinks pure-blood vampire blood and becomes a vampire.