Purity Novels & Stories

The younger ones are already outside tending the herb beds. “Purity is not merely the absence of sin,” she begins with a clear voice. “It is the active choice to guard the temple of your body against every whisper of temptation. The world outside these walls is filthy. Lust is a thief that steals your soul one glance, one touch, one thought at a time.”

RYAN •••••••• "Love keeps no record of wrongs. First Corinthians. Thirteen. Verse five." I can still hear Purity's voice saying those words like it only happened a second ago. No. That's not when I first found myself magnetically drawn to her, but this particular moment stuck. If she's that versed in religion, then she's definitely a grounded Mexican, right? Hence my next move. I ended up having to wait for the courier for an hour after Purity left. The only reason he didn't lose his head that day was because his service was satisfactory.

Just the faint scent of incense lingering in the air and the soft tick of the old clock in the vestry. “I am not blaming you, Angela,” I answered calmly. “I am telling you the truth. You cannot claim to be righteous for a sin you have never been tempted by. That is not virtue. That is ignorance.” Her lips parted. A small, incredulous breath escaped. “So because I have not acted on every stray thought, I am ignorant? Because I have kept myself pure—” “You have not kept yourself pure,” I interrupted gently. “You have simply avoided the battlefield. Purity is not the absence of temptation. It is the victory over it.”

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?”

There was nothing rational about that. “Tell me. Why do they think that I am this pure heart? My heart is far from it.” “Not pure in a literal sense. It just means that you’re not tainted by hate, jealousy, or lust. The seven deadly sins. I told you it’s a lot to explain.” Penny tilted her head to the side, watching him as he ran his hand through his thick, dark hair. “And you don’t want to explain it to me. Why?”

Sir Rios was about to speak when someone raised his hand. "Sir Why can't they love their kind? Does that mean they have no freedom to love whoever their heart desires? That's so cruel." Everyone who heard agreed. "Well, that's their way of keeping their purity. Because when they love someone like them they will be tainted by evil. The purity they kept on protecting was going to lose. Their purity symbolizes their kind and it's precious to them. That is their rule we should respect it” sir Rios explained Purity? Huh! That's insane! Every kind has darkness within them

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the Great War of Aetherfall. Humans died in scores simply for being caught in the crossfire. We were collateral damage in battles we never asked for.” His voice remained even, almost kind, which somehow made it worse. “But no more. The Purity Organization exists to ensure humanity never kneels again.” “By torturing innocent people?” I spat. He didn’t flinch. “No, we are evolving. By conducting essential research. Through it, we discovered something extraordinary.” I frowned. “Don’t tell me…” He smiled wider. “You have guessed right. We found a way to extract mana from supernaturals and transfer it into humans.”

She gave Soheila a porcelain bottle that has a Grade 5 Recovery Pill in 80% purity level. Soheila's eyebrows were knitted together as she remembered that no one in the Sidee Continent can refine a pill that has an 80% purity. It was even a Grade 5 pill which is ultra-rare in this Continent. Soheila looked at the porcelain bottle and to Sirene who went back to the five animals who were busy cleaning their mess. Sirene was happily talking to the five birds even though it was suspicious that she had a Grade 5 pill.

"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.

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.