Sith Pureblood Novels & Stories

Devon nodded. They ran toward me. Dodged attackers. Made it to my side. "We need to purify Uncle Killian." I grabbed both their hands. "Together. All three of us. Can you do it?" "We can try." Diana's voice shook but her grip was steady. Black Moon's men rushed us. Six of them at once. I threw royal blood. Got three. The other three kept coming. "NOW!" I squeezed the twins' hands. We pushed together. Royal blood plus purification power. Silver light exploded from all three of us at once.

I froze, my breath seizing. He chuckled, dark and cruel. “Once the ritual is complete on the Blood Moon, you’ll be mine in every sense. Not just some pretty little prisoner. No. I’ll keep you in a cage, kindred. A real one. And I’ll fill you with my seed—over and over again—until you give me all the offspring you can offer.” I choked on a gasp as my eyes brim with tears threatening to spill out. He exhaled against my neck, his voice almost reverent now. “Twice the Slythe population from before. A new generation. Strong. Bound to me by blood and seed.”

“Speaking of queens… who are they? Really?” The room went quiet for a beat. Jax pushed off the wall, grabbed a protein bar from his desk, and tossed one to me without asking. “Fine. Crash course. They’re the purebloods who stuck around after the Thirteen Families bailed. Each one’s got powers no normie vamp has—old bloodlines, war heroes, all that. They don’t just rule the school; they own it.”

Sat. "Start talking." "The Purifier Council is coming for you." I'd expected something like this. Hearing it still landed. "How many?" "Twenty. An elite extraction squad. The best hunters the Council has." "Extraction," I repeated. "Not kill." "They want you alive. You're too valuable dead." He swallowed. "They know about the dual bloodlines. Both of them. Moon Blessed and Night Cursed in one body, the Council hasn't seen that in six hundred years."

"I seriously thought he was just blind drunk and blabbing nonsense." Yikes. We were going down a rabbit hole I wasn't sure we could dig ourselves out of...and I absolutely didn't want to keep talking about his brother and Stefano's depraved pastimes. Eww. "So you don't know anything about purebloods?" Enzo blinked at me while his warm hand palmed my thigh. "What's a pureblood?" "It's, uh... When a child's parents have the same genetic abnormalities. Like Stefano and Eleana."

I was in my chamber, but my Light spread through the bond, merging with Aiden's voice, giving it a resonance of prophecy. “Adrik’s betrayal is a dagger in the heart of our race,” Aiden began, his voice firm, without the hesitation of pain. “But we are not here to mourn losses or count sacrifices,” he continued, looking at the Alphas of the East and West, whose lands had been hardest hit. "We have heard the lies of the Purists. They speak of Pure Blood, of unblemished lineages. But their purity has brought death, fear, and collapse. We have seen what purity does: it sacrifices life for magic."

“She carries the Lumina marker. The Pure-Blood Royal strain of the Northern Highlands.” The room exploded into whispers among the pack members watching. Theo moved instantly, his hand gripping my shoulder so hard it bruised. I could feel the heat coming off him, the way his wolf was trying to force its way out of him. “That’s impossible,” Theo hissed. “The Northern Royals were wiped out during the Great Purge eighteen years ago. My mother’s family was the last of the pure strains.” “It appears the records were incomplete,” Silas said, his voice gaining an authoritative edge. He turned to the other Elders. “She is our savior.”

"I dunno, love. Maybe." "I seriously thought he was just blind drunk and blabbing nonsense." "So you don't know anything about purebloods?" Pure bloodlines? I stared at her face again with my hand resting on her warm thigh. "What's a pureblood?" "It's, uh..." Mykaela raised her arms and pressed her index fingers together. "When a child's parents have the same genetic abnormalities. Like Stefano and Eleana." "Wait. You mean, it's essentially just a genetic condition?"

Alathea retaliated, and it got them into this thousand year old mess. She clicked her tongue, "Because the pureblood’s existence was my fault. I was supposed to be the only vampire who existed, but I couldn’t stop myself from helping someone. I turned those children similar to turned vampires we know now. It was my first time, despite being as old as time. What I did to you was beyond my abilities, and I had to sacrifice my physical body for it. When I died, my blood flowed out to the land, and it created the purebloods."

Ava teased. "It sure is damsel," Vador said kissing her forehead. "I really like our queen. She's so beautiful and strong" a full blooded vampire from the southern empire said. "Wait,But If Ava's a human vampire and Vador's a pure blooded one." Prince jath paused before looking up "that means..." "a dark witch might be produced from them." Lady Mary gasped.