Purity Novels & Stories

I say as I'm kissing her neck "Huff, forget it, get off," she says trying to push me off her "I'm not gonna be one of your whores" "hmmm, I've never had a whore before, how about you be my whore, my wife, my love my everything? your already all through things anyway well apart from whore and ill only want that in the bedroom", "No, go ask one of your other girlfriends, who will probably be queueing up" "I'm serious baby, I've never had a whore or anything, I've saved myself for my true mate, I'm a virgin"

Will was afraid of being noticed from the outside since the town was busier now, and he didn't like spending hours in the col Sister Lina had moved on from teaching language to teaching history and religion. The religion worshiped a Goddess called the 'Nurturing Mother'. She was tolerant and caring, but also stern and cruel at times. The teachings heavily emphasized on caring for others, working in unison to lift everyone up together, but also independence so you wouldn't rely to heavily on others. It taught forgiveness and discipline, instead of punishment

Rai explained. "It means?" "Haltz is the highest clan in the vampire world. We have fifty percent pure vampire blood in our bodies. It makes us more powerful and has power over other clans." "In other words you dominate them?" Rai smiled faintly, "You seem to be an expert in this kind of thing. But that's good, at least I don't have to explain it in detail." "Then, what freedom do you give?" Diana asked. "Freedom to break free from Haltz's domination. They are free to do anything, or get my blood."

Greg tried to protest but Ashely stared at him and he wasn’t able to say anything in front of Ashley. Ashley patted his shoulder and said, “they are at the beginning stages of the corruption, the corruption has not taken over them Greg so you can relax there is an eight percent chance to save them.” Greg looked at her with hope and said, “really alpha? Corruption can be cured?” Ashley nodded, “yes it can be, and since I was able to see those signs at first go we know how to handle it, a pure-blood witch is the one who is going to do the purification process this is just a piece of cake for her.”

Then one of the old vial samples came back against a compound family I knew I had seen before. It took me eleven days to remember where. Rowan’s bloodwork. Not the final report — the first one, buried in a healer’s archive because somebody had corrected it afterwards and marked the original reading as contamination. Contamination. I have developed a profound personal hatred of that word. I put the two pages side by side. Different compounds. They are not identical, and they do not need to be. Same binding behaviour. Same abnormal degradation. Same interference with wolf-linked sensory processing. The same signature in a place where there should not be one.

Phineas said, his voice cracking. "He saved the heir," Aurelius corrected. "But his scent, his history, his very existence is a toxin. Tomorrow, we begin the Purification. We need to ensure the pup isn't tainted by the psychic residue of a rogue. A series of sensory deprivations and chemical flushes. It’s for the best, Phineas. We can’t have the child born with the temperament of a butcher." Lucian’s jaw creaked as he ground his teeth. He started to rise, but the movement caused a fresh surge of red to soak his bandages. He hissed, sinking back onto the stool.

We’re being asked to stand adjacent to a system that interprets them differently. That’s harder. Someone says what everyone is thinking. “Are we being purists?” The word lands sharply. Purism is often a disguise for fear or superiority. I don’t want that. But I also don’t want to dismiss the discomfort. I respond slowly. “I don’t think this is about purity,” I say. “I think it’s about drift.” Drift doesn’t announce itself. It accumulates. One compromise that makes sense. Another that feels temporary. Until you look up and realize your reflexes have changed.