Novel & Cerita Pureblood Heartless

“Hey Mr. Hero, this girl is our possession. So, it's better that you leave her to us only.” Hiya felt petrified hearing his threat while Ahil least bothered by his false hollow words hits hard on the man he was holding on, and he falls on ground subconsciously.

Well, Neve was itching to see if Helma could cure a host of incurable diseases on her own. "Hey there, miss," came a smooth male voice from behind her. Neve jumped, spinning around to face a guy with a mischievous grin. "You, who are you?" He leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear. "Who am I? The name's Heartless Rogue, at your service, from the notorious Emeraldshade." A flicker of recognition crossed Neve's mind. "You're one of the big four bosses, right? Are you here on some secret mission? I'm sure there was one you were supposed to handle!"

Pointing her sharp claws against her chest, she glanced at the almost-complete spell from the eleven warlocks. It would only be a matter of time before the spell would be completed! Her last bit of reluctance was already tossed at the back of her mind. She pierced the part of her chest which was only half an inch distance from her beating heart. On cue, blood gushed from Diana’s lips. And yet, her eyes remained closed. Heart blood was also known as the Essence of the supernatural beings of this world. By destroying this, Diana was at risk to lose something important to her. What would it be?

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.

she said, her voice small, as if that would somehow convince him. Julian straightened, towering over her, and flipped through the pages. His jaw tightened as he realized what it was. “The script for 'Eclipsed Hearts',” he said, his voice low. His dark eyes met hers. “Why do you have this?” Selena swallowed hard, panic flooding her. “I—I didn’t steal it,” she blurted out, her hands waving defensively. He raised a brow, his expression unreadable. “Then how do you have it?”

I owed it to him to make things right. The lightbulb finally clicked on in my head—animal blood wasn't gonna cut it. Vivaldi was in too deep, and he needed the good stuff: human blood…or maybe my own. I’m a pureblood, which basically means my blood’s like a fancy, top-shelf elixir. My master once used it to heal other supernaturals, but I’d never tried it myself. Still, it was worth a shot.

“If you have the mark then surely no one can go against the Ancient One.” “Trust me. There are many who are trying to force him to pick another Beta by killing me.” “And why would they do that?” “Well, I’m not a pure-blood.” “And what is a pure-blood?” “Someone whose parents aren’t of the same kind, or tribe, as you would put it.” “And what is wrong with that?” I had to admit, her innocence was a beautiful thing; a breathe of fresh air. “The people that want to kill me have a deep sense of pride for their kind. They don’t want to see their blood mixed with others.”

The second Icen Clayton Blackstone stepped into the room, Ember Heart knew he was trouble spelled in thick capital letters. His name had always been associated with scandal, and he had a lengthy history of affairs known to last for a month or less, thus earning him the name ‘Heartless Prince,’ and even worse, ‘Heart Ripper’. Yet, none of the articles she read had ever cautioned her about his magnetic sexual allure. Ember had seen drop-dead gorgeous men at the party, but there was something about Icen that compelled her to give him a second look even though he wore a masquerade mask.

He wanted to see if Uriel would tell the truth or not. “Alpha Jaxon, you are known as the heartless Alpha. They said that you are the future Alpha King, you are his favorite but you're his enemy too. He's the father of Helene.” Uriel sighed. He was stressed about everything. He was thinking about his father too but it won't change the fact that he must need to do what was right.