Three Pure Ones Novels & Stories

"I am not your real dad, Maria. Never was. And that night you came on my cock like you were made for it. You paid me and insulted me but your pussy told the truth. It squeezed me so tight I knew you needed more." I crossed my arms fast. "It was a mistake. Alcohol and a broken heart. It meant nothing." "Liar." He reached out and brushed my cheek. His touch sent electricity straight down to my clit. "I have been living with something for years. I call it my solitary breeding rite. When I find the perfect woman, the one whose body calls to me, I take her alone. I will prepare. I focus everything on filling claiming her completely. No sharing. Just me breeding her until she carries my child."

Because she understands it too. The relief of it. The terrible, tempting relief. My chest rises slowly. Falls. Rises again. I can feel the edge now. Not outside. Inside. The line between who I have been trying to be and what I could become if I stop trying. The Remnants wait. They do not rush me. They know they do not have to. “You would not be alone,” one of them says. Seven voices. One promise. “We would stand with you.” Together. Whole.

"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.

Kelvin’s POV “You Lila are plotting treason against the clan you are supposed to be building?” Aurora immediately speaks up. I squint my eyes as I try to finger out what exact game the both of them are up to. “You. What is your name?” “Alpha Kelvin, my name is Precious.” “I expect you to say more than that. You and your gang have successfully ruined my breakfast and my morning with nonsense. Don’t annoy me further. What is Sarah going on about?”

’ 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

Langston, our main instructor in Bachelor in Secondary Education - major in science. She divided us into three groups and each group consisted of 20 members. After we regrouped, we immediately disappeared in front of her to look for the ingredients in the healing potion. I no longer wondered about the potions. I already knew that this place is not a normal place. And when I figure out that these people are not humans, I don't feel afraid of them. Because from the very first moment, they didn't hurt me. They act harmless and therefore, I act normal as if I don't know anything.

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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.