Purity Novels & Stories

"First, you need to understand what the test is. What it will do to you." Miranda waited. "The Purity Test will strip your soul bare," Vera said bluntly. "Every secret you have ever kept. Every lie you have ever told. Every darkness you carry inside you. The Moon Goddess will see all of it." Miranda's hands started to shake. "If you are using dark magic to create false mate bonds, the Goddess will know. And it will kill you." Vera's eyes never left Miranda's face. "The corruption will burn you from the inside out. There is no hiding from Her light."

"The trial requires the Sovereign descendant to willingly offer her blood upon the altar. The blood awakens the purging flame, which can wash away any dark curse or poison on the continent." She paused, her brow furrowing as she read the warning at the end of the text. "But Zaria... the altar demands absolute purity of intent. It judges your heart. If you offer your blood out of greed, anger, or malice, the purging flame doesn't heal—it consumes the giver alive." "My heart is clear," I said without a single second of doubt. "I'm doing this to save my mate and my mother." I pulled my silver short sword from its sheath, holding my hand over the stone bowl.

They could only wait and take it from there. "You gods are really hypocrites. Imposing fairness to humanity but bend it to your advantage otherwise, don't you?" Ava glared at her body being operated on. Emett clears his throat, "I beg to disagree, kid. Gods see justice way different from you because we see the bigger picture." She turns around only to be frozen. Not because of Emett's power but with her own will. They were a few inches away from each other after all. She didn't know he was right behind her.

XIX – After the Rain Jin Sanscroft’s fingers ghosted through the fine velvet that the ribbon was made of as he admired it in the dim glow of the candlelight. It was the shade of a rich, dark purple, glimmering so prettily as he turned it amongst his fingers this way and that–the color of royalty as one of his old tutors from the North had told him–soft and silky to the touch, rippling like molten lilac in his hand. He would have been so pleased at how well it turned out but…

“You... are still alive.” Hazkiel muttered, and those words weren’t meant for Purity, but rather to reassure himself. Purity smiled, just a thin, curt arch. “I guess you weren’t too surprised. You knew, don’t you?” “You’re the only person in the country who understands Draconian anatomy.” “You know it’s my handiwork?” Purity smirked, that expression on her face like a child asking to be praised for doing good, only with a crazy look in her eyes.

She stilled, eyes big, red lips parted but no words left her mouth seeing how his eyes were reflecting the desires he had buried deep within. Emma was pure but not innocent. Purity implies being filled with goodness whereas innocence implies a person with a lack of awareness. Emma might look naive but she's aware of things. She knew what he meant. She knew he was crossing his limits. The dance was getting too sensual. She looked around, they were standing in the middle of a packed hall. It's chilling how boldly and dauntlessly he was doing all those sinful things with her.

"Immortals would fight wars over you, and not just your face or your hair or the way your smile penetrates to someone's very soul — but because you're good." "You don't know that. I could be a horrible person…" "Your blood would taste bitter," I said honestly, "because the emotional manifests into the physical. Your blood would be repugnant to me, and other immortals would shy away from you because the last thing any immortal wants is to mate with a human who is pure evil." "Oh…" Her breathing picked up speed. "They didn't teach us that." "They wouldn't. It's a secret." I winked.

A sinless beauty often lures the darkest devils, obscured in an overcast waiting to ravage on her scrumptious body. Please vote, follow and comment your thoughts..🍂

I hoped she would have a better idea of what I needed to know. Annalise struggled to lower herself into a sitting position across from me. “I’ve studied it closely since receiving it. It is pure magic, as you know, but that purity comes from choices and the goodness of the host. Not your sexual purity. Think of virgin as a synonym, not state of being.” I felt a small bit of relief. That meant the pure magic could be killed off, right? All the possessors had to do was something bad. What that entailed, though, I had no idea. How was it even still pure with me?

Jonathan chirped in response, eyeing them in the rearview mirror. Purity was nervous. Even now, what had happened in the shower with Tener lingered in her thoughts. It felt so good to be touched, but truthfully it was nothing more than that. She wasn’t drawn to Tener with her heart. The physical attraction was extensive. She had always been a sucker for guys with long hair. But that was all. “Oh, Purity, before I forget, do you like romantic thrillers? Such as in films?” Jonathan’s random question caught her off guard, but she nodded, “Yes, I do! Why?”