Purity Novels & Stories

I read some titles and I can’t believe it. "Healing potion, Flying potion, fast running potion, shifting forms potion, turns into animals potion." What the fuck are these experimentation?! Is this still true? Or maybe the author is just playing tricks on us. Does that still happen in real life because even the love potion is there. What the heck! I can't believe this. Will those potions still work? It seems hard to believe. We are now in new generation and until now those experimentation are still alive and had been utilized? How was that even possible?!

Purity hissed, leaning forward, "but that means absolutely nothing. That mark won't activate or bind your souls until he has actually mated with you. And you know damn well he'll never touch you like that. You're just a political prisoner." I let out a soft, mocking laugh. "Is that so? What makes you so damn sure about that, Purity? Because let’s be real—if you were actually that confident about Adrian never mating with me, you wouldn't have sliced your own wrist open out of pure jealousy last night." Purity’s face instantly twisted into a hideous mask of pure, blinding fury. "You bitch!" she scre

"You lied to me for years. You brought your own child into the Sterling family and still tried to take over our fortune?" His hand trembled with anger. Then he slapped her across the face. "Did you think I was a fool?" She held her cheek, stunned for a few seconds. Then she suddenly burst into wild laughter. "Daniel Sterling, you hypocrite! You have the nerve to blame me? "Back then, you let me into this family because I was young and pretty. You thought I was a virgin. "If you'd known I had a daughter, would you have married me?" So that was where Nina's purity obsession had come from. Her own mother had handed it down to her like a recipe.

Kael's hand found hers, his grip tight. Pyre was already at the outflow, filling glass vials. He added reagents, shook them, held them to the light. He turned, a rare, unrestrained grin splitting his soot-streaked face. “Ninety-nine percent purity! Better than the capital's aqueduct! The filtration works!” The celebration that erupted then was unrestrained. Music sprang up. People hugged, danced, splashed the clean water on their faces. Kael pulled Elira aside, into the relative quiet of the stone operations shed. The sounds of joy were muffled here.

My fingers hovered over his contact number as I hesitated to copy it. I thought to myself how silly it was. How totally ridiculous it was to feed more attention to what's happening. And yet... the thought of him still being drawn to me, the thought of me still having that kind of hold over him felt dangerously and deliciously intoxicating. Later that night, after pacing around for what felt like forever, I closed my eyes, took in a deep breath, and exhaled softly. Then I whispered to myself. "Fuck it, I'm calling him."

“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.

“I will. I promise you that.” **END OF FLASHBACK** -------------- Black ran and followed Purity as she led the chase, taunting my wolf to catch her. And although Black and I both knew we could catch up on her and overtake her, we let her take the lead so we could let our eyes marvel at how beautiful she was. Purity was a gray wolf, but just like her mom, her shade was more of a light gray to brownish, in contrast to Black, who was on the darker side of gray.

Actually he is doing that, he is actually doing things with the mixture of physics and chemistry. After giving a long look to my body and me, he went away..!! I'm in a haze now, how can be this man doing things like this. Maybe I'll die due to his instincts. Damn I can't understand his instincts. ******