Three Pure Ones Novels & Stories

He glanced at her and whispered, "Don't worry, baby. No one in this world can separate us. The Styles and Miller families are nothing in my eyes!" Angela's eyes widened. "Hubby..." Jate turned around and snarled at Jimmy Miller and Mico Styles, "You guys have frightened my wife! Get on your knees and apologize to her!" Huh? He's getting them to apologize? Everyone else around the hall was stunned. How unreasonable! Mico Styles face darkened, and he calmly said, "I guess you want to do this the hard way. Big four, go ahead and teach him a lesson!" Among Mico Styles's subordinates, the Big four were the strongest. The team consisted of Ram, Chris, Klien, and Rod. They were childhood sworn brot

A premonition rose in my chest. "System," I called out in my mind, my voice still steady. "Run a body scan." The system's response came back in panic. "Seraphine, this is bad. It's a high-concentration hallucinogen mixed with aphrodisiac compounds!" It was just as I had expected. A wave of nausea soon hit me. "You promised me when you sent me here," I said coldly to the system, "that there would be no danger to my life. So what, am I just supposed to sit here and take whatever happens next?"

"He's all used-up, and you're still acting like he's a treasure? You must be really desperate! What's the difference between that incubus and a dog in heat? Someone like you should just find an honest guy willing to take you in!" Tracy Rowe was standing outside the county office with Jamie Stephenson, arguing with me at the top of her lungs. Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork.

“Thirty Five!” The cheers among the people become louder. “Thirty Eight!!!” “Forty!” “She’s A Thief!” “Forty One!” “Forty Two!” “Forty Three!” “Forty Four!” “Forty Five!” “Forty Six!” “Forty Seven!” Everything in my eyes starts becoming blurry, hazy and distant. I focus my gaze on Queen Aurora. She has a triumphant smile on her face. I should have know she was such a person, that’s the only way she would have been able to survive with Alpha Kelvin after all.

’ Kaylee and I rolled our eyes. Every Wednesday, the guys would go to the gym together, and this time, Theo chose to extend the invite to us girls as well. Kaylee and Sammy weren’t too keen, but I didn’t mind the extra training. They went to a special gym that only permitted high-rank wolves to attend—Alpha’s, Beta’s and Gamma’s. Given that the guys fit within those ranks, they were able to bring their girlfriends in with no issues. Kaylee and Sammy both were Delta’s, which essentially was your average werewolf you’d get in the pack. I, for one, had no idea what rank I was, as I still had no clue who my family was… All of us girls sat on the mat stretching as the guys debated what they wante

THIRD PERSON POV The sun was dipping low, casting long streaks of amber across the harbor as the black SUVs rolled to a stop at the private marina. One by one, the doors opened, and ten women stepped onto polished marble, their heels clicking like a metronome measuring anticipation. Even from a distance, their poise and refinement spoke of wealth, education, and social standing—but beneath the controlled elegance, a tremor of curiosity ran through them all.

he into the receiver to the men up in the tower who controlled the gate A crackling sound pierced the air from the walkie-talkie before a voice replied; "Copy that, Beta Dean. We're opening up the northern gate" The gate made a low rumbling noise before it slid open wide enough for us to walk through I took the lead while Dean, Peyton and Wesley flanked me. We walked through the gates and stepped onto the terrain that lay beyond which was just a wide expanse of land with trees Standing just a few feet away, were six people; five men and one female. Judging by the familiar awful scent that was coming from them; they were most definitely the rogues

Not while the Purists exist. "Okay," she says. "I'll delegate more. But I'm still coordinating the operation." "I wouldn't expect otherwise." The raids happen on a Tuesday morning, coordinated across five cities simultaneously. Jackson's teams hit Purist headquarters in Chicago, Los Angeles, Dallas, Boston, and Seattle. Each site contains evidence of crimes—weapons caches, target lists, and financial records. The Council of Three—three supernatural supremacists who lead the Purists—are captured within hours. Two wolves and a vampire, all of whom believe integration is species-betrayal.

"I've only just gotten here. But, you know Zhao, he's probably talking strategy with someone in the hallway." The man smiled at this. I caught a glimpse of Jace standing to my left, subtly trying to get Adam's attention. "Enjoy yourself tonight," Adam said, patting him on the shoulder. We walked away from Alpha Chen towards Jace. "They're here," was all he muttered and Adam turned to see a group of four men walk in. They were all tall and regally dressed. Pale skin, light hair, piercing blue eyes, and a sharp jaw were common features to three of them. The fourth was shorter, rounder, and older- looking with dark brown eyes.

"What?" "It's a genuine question! Don't laugh!" "Right sorry. I don't want to leave you and run away with her to live in on a farm raising small sheep. I'd very much rather stay with you and raise our small pup. I promise." John held his pinky out. She bit her lip and stared at it. Eventually, Rosie linked their pinkies and then they touched foreheads and kissed their thumbs. A small pinky promise ritual that they always did. "Ugh. You guys are sick." Veronica said, ruining the moment.