Pure Fiction Hsr Novels & Stories

"You lied to me for years. You brought your own child into the Sterling family and still tried to take over our fortune?" His hand trembled with anger. Then he slapped her across the face. "Did you think I was a fool?" She held her cheek, stunned for a few seconds. Then she suddenly burst into wild laughter. "Daniel Sterling, you hypocrite! You have the nerve to blame me? "Back then, you let me into this family because I was young and pretty. You thought I was a virgin. "If you'd known I had a daughter, would you have married me?" So that was where Nina's purity obsession had come from. Her own mother had handed it down to her like a recipe.

’ I could feel Asher drooling in my head as he said this. Slowly she turned and my eyes traveled up her bottom. Her almost white hair was swept up perfectly on top of her head where more water like trinkets trickled when she came full face I saw her pouty lips. Her eyes were closed. There was a mark above her left breast. ‘She is Pure! Just like us!’ Asher whined. My eyes kept traveling, her breasts were large but just right on her body you could really see her hour glass figure. A thigh high slit went up her dress and it took everything in me to not pop a hard on right there. Her hands traveled down as she kept moving to the music.

The journal mentioned the Purists—Voren’s faction—but I need clarity. Cassia takes over, her voice sharp. “The Purists are old-school subnaturals, mostly Pures like your dad’s Silvercrest line—shifters, some elementals—who believe subs are superior to humans and hybrids. They want a world where Pures rule, hybrids are erased, and humans are subjugated or worse. Voren Silvercrest, your grandfather, leads them. He’s a shifter, ancient, with a voice of command like Jorah’s, but twisted. He saw your parents’ marriage—Pure and hybrid—as a betrayal, and you as an abomination. The Purists’ll stop at nothing to wipe out the Conclave’s vision.”

However, because of my personality and family background, I kept a low profile and focused mainly on my studies, caring little about anything else. Zayne and his group of friends were curious about what kind of man could tame a famous ice queen like me. They were also eager to see what I'd become after Zayne had his way with me, as I was a blank slate then. He said he liked Yasmin because she was like a blank canvas, but he forgot that I, too, was once pure and untouched before I got involved with him. I didn't mind that he came to me for the wrong reasons, but that didn't mean I didn't care.

Being cheered by John, Marianne’s self assurance boosted up, and because of her past medical background and knowledge, she confidently said “Deprivation of vision for a long time takes a while for the eyes to heal. Not to mention the other parts of the body that had been deprived of it’s natural usage. The unusual rapid healing of the body can be an effect of a powerful drug. I know that they have been developing this new type of drug for terminally ill patients who want to spend a bit more time with their family. However, there were findings that some patients had actually recovered from their illness because of this drug, but the numbers are not that many. Majority of them became fully hea