Sith Pureblood Novels & Stories

Being one of the originals, it was a big deal which is why she had more options than most were allowed. You’ll probably hear a lot about pure bloods through this tale. It basically means that we never mixed with mortals. Our blood is old, powerful and untainted. I really don’t get into how that’s possible. More Hail’s cup of tea as he’s the Caretaker. Boiled down this simply means Hail is my right hand, and a historian slash advisor. Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on.

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.

“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.”

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?"

He doesn’t want to do it, but purebloods could be very terrifying. Elijah once told him that purebloods could sense who a blood servant belonged to. It was the scent of their blood that became similar to their masters to some degree. Of course, she wouldn’t know if she didn’t personally know Elijah. He feels guilty that he led the woman back to him, not knowing what she actually wanted to do. It wasn’t the first time that he encountered a pureblood, but it was the first time he actually had the chance to interact with one.

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."

she said after a beat. "I don't think either of us has a choice here. From what I have heard, you are under orders to take my life, and it doesn't seem like that is what you plan to do. Are you going to agree to work together or do you want us to keep being enemies and end up destroying each other?" Seraphine retorted bluntly. "I know you might not believe me, but I don't plan on killing you. I don't know what to do. Alwin is what people used to call a hybrid. Back in those days, mating between different creatures was very rare, but it used to exist. Alwin's father was a werewolf and his mother was a witch, so he has the blood of both a werewolf and a witch running through his veins. His mo

I raised my eyebrows at him and within seconds, the weak crying Laura was replaced with the one who wasn't scared of a fight, even if it's against certain dark lord "I need a specific price, so I can know how much I'm going to pay back," I replied, my voice shaky and knowing fully well that I have no means of paying him back, I was supposed to pay Antonio back but where did that lead me, in the clutches of a man who people call the dark lord. "The point is…. isn't what I bought you with but the fact that you'll be mine till I say otherwise."