Pure Vessel Novels & Stories

Wonder if it's a witch thing. "My dear Analise you are very special. But to understand your place now you must first know how the story began." Helia reached into her pocket pulling out a small vile. A swirling metallic green liquid was inside. I watched curiously as she poured one single droplet onto the table. Upon impact it shimmered brightly as it swirled into a ball. It looks cool but what is it?

"Swoosh!" Zephyr Khan's eyes flickered as he turned to look at a certain part of the ore! One could see that a portion of the ore in this ocean of pneuma was purer than other ores. This portion of pure ore was a true treasure that could condense a soul essence! At the same time, around this portion of pure ore. It seemed to contain an incomparably large amount of heaven and earth primordial energy, as though it was protecting them from being affected by outsiders.

Celestial energy, which was in reality not much different from solar power, was just an upgraded version of it. The white-bearded guy who called himself Pure sat on a tall stool by a small table on which a map of Gradual was spread open. On the sofa, behind him, the other nine sat and chatted happily among themselves. Despite heading toward danger, there was no gloom in the atmosphere. One of the girls got up with a bottle in her hand and walked around the sofa before approaching Pure's table. "Any message from Primal Purity?" She asked. "Mhhhmm" Pure replied absentmindedly. Hearing the sound of a bottle opening he looked up at the bottle in the girl's hand and then at her face.

Pavel smirked before calling out to Saga who came in and presented Pavel with a glass bottle of purple elixir; pleasing to the eye. “This is Purple Wine; rare and pricey. It’s a mixture of venom from a snake and a scorpion. Assassins use it quite often to kill their targets because it attains the colour of any liquid it has been mixed into.” Pavel said; placing the bottle in front of Lusha’s eyes, making Lusha wince anxiously. Pavel chortled ruthlessly before turning to Saga. “Saga, it is time.” he said. Saga nodded, and ambushing Lusha, he grabbed her hands; pinioning them behind her back and placing them in a tight knot, suppressing Lusha’s movements while her frantic screeches could be h

"What does the writing mean?" "Pureza Na Luz means purity in light. It is the name of the kingdom where pure light elves, without any human crossbreeding, gather to form a kingdom. Every royal descendant and member of the kingdom who is a pure light elf is sure to have this mark visible when they make contact with their bonded mate. But Ravi, I am neither of them. I am not a royal descendant; I am a half-human elf, and the relationship between me and Ravi is more like that of a servant and his master."

he said, raising his eyebrow. "You know what? Let's keep walking!" I said, stomping. Jeffrey laughed behind me. I wanted to punch him in the face so hard that his teeth would come off. We kept on walking and there was silence. "Hey, Jeffrey." I said, breaking the silence. "Umm?" "What is a pure vampire?" "A pure vampire when it is fully a vampire, nothing else. There are 2 types of vampire. One type is pure vampire. Another type is what most people think of - half vampire and half human."

Relief flooded me so hard my knees nearly gave out. “Hey,” he said softly when he saw me. “I’m okay.” I rushed to his side anyway, gripping his hand. “You scared me.” “I know,” he murmured. The doctor entered moments later, holding a clipboard. His expression was serious, professional. “We ran additional tests,” he said. “And the results are consistent with what we found last time.” Damon stiffened. “The poison?” “Yes,” the doctor replied. “It’s a chemical compound called Pure. Highly toxic in its undiluted form. In small doses, it causes dizziness, fainting, cardiac irregularities.”

ALMA’S POV One man stepped forward, holding a bottle of wine. He tilted it slowly, pouring a dark red stream into the hollow of my belly button, letting it trickle lower, down over the lips of my pussy, across the curve of my ass. The liquid stung at first—sharp, foreign—before melting into warmth that made me arch against the velvet.

“Well.. your highness,” Violet nodded in contentment, “Go on.” “You didn't do anything embarrassing last night, I'm the one who couldn't serve you well so I felt embarassed about it.” Alaric blatantly lied. “Of course,” She continued, “A mortal like yourself has no inner grace to treat me perfectly well. Mortals are so messy.” Alaric blinked, was it him or was Violet becoming narcissistic? “By the way, these days, I want you to send more wine to the mansion today. I feel great after drinking it.”

“It’s about wiping out everything that it sees as tainted, everything and everyone.” Marcus clenched his hands, outrage bubbling inside of him. “We can't let that happen. This Purifier may think it's doing what is right, but it doesn't understand us and our world. Mariam nodded, her expression grim. “According to this text, the Purifier cannot be destroyed by conventional means. It's an ancient force, one that has existed since the inception of time. But there's a way it can be contained, binding it to a vessel and stopping it from unleashing its power.”