Pure Vessel Novels & Stories

He gasped, winded, staring in horror as the energy swirled around Kael. The Purifiers stepped into the cavern, their lanterns glowing with a lethal, pulsating intensity. They raised their weapons, aiming not at Julian, but at the figure kneeling by the Spring. "The Vessel is here," the lead Purifier declared, his voice devoid of humanity. "Complete the cycle. Draw the essence." "No," Kael whispered. He looked at Julian one last time, a ghost of a smile breaking through the rigid, stony mask of his face. "Start the flood, Julian. Now."

The water’s top layer contains a UV-coloured coating whose volatility is pungent even in the absence of the sun. Burning the layer off is one thing, but how long will they wait until the water’s purity can be ascertained? Additionally, the emissions of the carcasses are yet another problem. I can feel the villagers stare from behind me as I close my eyes to let Kaisa lead me. Again, I follow her steps, only this time because the space requiring purification is larger, more energy floods into me. I cannot tell if my legs are numb or If I am floating; I cannot even distinguish my nose from my knees; it is as if my entire being has turned into a ball of energy that only seems to proliferate ins

He asked. “Yes and no…I received a letter…Marley…my mate is Pure like me. She has an affinity to rain…to storms.” I told him. There was a long pause. “Wow man that’s unheard of…two Pure mated together…I haven’t heard of that in the history of anything. You’re fire is chaos, storms are chaos. With the fire and water you balance each other out but in the wrong hands…you guys could destroy so much…” “I figured as much….”I sighed.

the old man finally said, "you do not use a vacuum. A vacuum will only make it cling tighter to the host's soul. If you want the parasite to reveal itself, you must force it to choke." "How?" I asked, leaning closer. "The Void is a sickness of cold and decay," the Archivist explained. "It hates purity. It violently rejects anything born of true, elemental earth. You need Northern silver, Elara. Pure, unrefined silver ore, ground into a fine dust." "We have silver in the armory vaults," Ashren noted.

It took up the entire front half whereas the other half was dedicated to erotic photography. "White is fine." I answered, as she held up a bottle of Pinot Noir and Chardonnay. "Meilleur choix. Here you are." She said as she poured a glass and handed it to me across the bar. "Merci beaucoup," I smiled, taking a sip and leaving a lipstick stain around the rim of the glass. "Am I allowed to look around while we wait?"

one of the rebels screamed. High above, the crystalline needle of the Auditor vessel had focused its "Purge-Beam." It wasn't a laser; it was an Entropy-Void. It was a beam that removed all molecular motion from a specific area, freezing everything it touched into a perfect, crystalline stasis.

With a small bow, Alice turned and returned to her duties. Adrian stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Two refrigerators lined the right side of the kitchen. One held an assortment of premium beverages and other drinks, While the other refrigerator contained rows of transparent glass jug filled to the brim with red liquids, resembling aged red wine. Adrian stretched out his hand and took one of the transparent glass jugs filled with red liquid from the second refrigerator. He turned around and picked up a few crystal glass mugs from the side shelf. Everything in the mansion was high-end and luxurious; even the drinking mugs were crafted from pure crystal.

Pine nodded firmly. Kevin convinced herself. From behind, Julio walked over with a tray containing two silver vials, a syringe, and a dagger. Pine looked at the three items nervously. "I will support whatever your decision," said Kevin. Kevin also took one of the two cups, which was the blood cup. "Drink half of it, it will help you fight the pain later." Pine held this cup tightly, she kept looking at its contents feeling hesitant to drink it. The deep red liquid made her even more nervous. She knew that this was the blood of vampires and if she drank it then Pine could no longer retreat.

"Penny. I think I just saw your sister in the ward. "Her name's Nina Sterling, right? "I don't know what she's done to herself… but her mouth is covered in warts, and… the other area is full of herpes. I've never seen anything like it." I did not reply with words. I simply forwarded her the video that had been circulating online. After a long silence, she finally said, "No wonder… That's just… hard to look at." "Even if it wasn't direct, doing that over time would spread bacteria and viruses. It was bound to happen."

The second pose showed the model hugging his thighs in an M-shape. The third pose showed the model crouching over in bed, tongue half out. I followed every pose for the first eight photos. However, I found myself getting stuck at the ninth and final photo. The final pose showed the model wearing a mix of emotions on his face, somewhere between pain and pleasure. He was obviously aroused, and there was also a spurt of white coming from his lower half, forming a perfect semi-circle. I slowly tugged down the elastic band of my thong in shame.