Sith Pureblood

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

In the futuristic nation of Osiren, society is divided between those deemed “Purebloods” and the Exiled—a group once integrated but forced into exile when a foreign invasion threatened their lands. The government of Osiren, seeing them as expendable and dangerous due to their mixed heritage, banished the Exiled to the borderlands to fight the foreign enemy’s powerful N-Types, autonomous combat machines. The Purebloods live in high-tech cities shielded by protective walls, using the Exiled as pawns in a proxy war. Although their command centers monitor the Exiled and feed them orders, they seldom acknowledge them as individuals, treating them as mere tools in a ruthless game of survival. Each Exiled soldier wears a collar that links them to the command center, allowing the “overseers” to control and monitor them from afar.

Elara has spent her entire life as a hunter, sworn to rid the world of vampires and protect humanity. But when a mission goes wrong and she’s bitten by a powerful vampire lord, her world is turned upside down. Instead of dying, she awakens an ancient power deep within her—a long-lost bloodline tied to the Purebloods, a vampiric clan believed to be extinct. Now, Elara is more than just a hunter; she is both the weapon and the curse. Torn between her hunter upbringing and her new vampiric nature, she must hide her transformation from her family while navigating the deadly politics of vampire society. As Elara delves into the mysteries of her bloodline, she encounters Lucien—an enigmatic vampire elder with a dangerous allure. In a moment of heated passion, Lucien’s hands gripped her hips, pulling her close. His fangs grazed her neck, sending a shock of pleasure through her body. Elara gasped, her body arching as his lips claimed hers in a breathless kiss. His mouth trailed lower, teeth scraping her exposed skin, and a sharp bite sent her spiraling into ecstasy. The pleasure and pain blurred as she surrendered to the darkness, her world consumed by raw, primal desire. She was his—completely. But the deeper she falls into Lucien’s seductive grasp, the more she risks everything—her family, her humanity, and her soul. With a prophecy looming that could either save or doom the vampire race, Elara must decide: Will she fight against the growing darkness within her, or embrace her destiny as the last Pureblood and claim the throne of the vampire world?

21 year old Cale Lestin was born on a mysterious planet, Batuu. People believed that it was just a fairytale. On that planet, people was possessed with power. Greater than the Force. Cale Lestin left the planet when he was 7 years old. He went to Coruscant, home of the Galactic Empire. There he started his new life as a Sith Lord. He was assigned to kill Padme Amidala, but when he falls in love with her their new life together starts.

Palpatine goes by many names. Senator, Supreme Chancellor, Sith Lord, Darth Sidious and Emperor Palpatine. His powers are unmatched by anyone in the galaxy. His ambitions carry across the stars as he rises through the ranks of the Republic. However, he is a master of disguising his true attentions as he trains Darth Maul behind the Council's backs. But when he sends Darth Maul to assassinate Qu- Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi. Maul is eliminated. So Emperor Palpatine begins to search the galaxy for another dark student to rule the galaxy alongside him. Kira is terrified by the powers that she can access, and this fear makes her stronger. Emperor Palpatine makes her his new apprentice and together, they believe that they can rule the galaxy.

Valeria, a pureblooded vampire princess, is sent to Ravenswood Boarding School to hide from those who seek to harm and destroy her. Unbeknownst to her, she has a soulmate who is searching for her, drawn by her immense power. A mysterious tattoo leads her to discover her soulmate's identity, and they finally meet. Together, they realize their combined powers make them unstoppable. However, their journey is fraught with danger, and they narrowly escape death due to a mistake. As they face numerous obstacles, they develop a deep bond, ultimately falling in love. With their powers united, they become an unstoppable force, destined for greatness.

*On Hiatus* New chapters are being accumulated but will not be posted until a later date. In the distant future, humanity is just one of thousands of races amongst the stars of the Milky Way. Warfare is forbidden, and so sporting events featuring paragons of each species serve as the battlefields, with wagers between worlds defining the stakes. But for wagers that involve entire worlds and governments, there is only one sport that serves as the arena for such momentous bets: Warsport. The rule is simple: Knock all of your opponents out of the arena by any means necessary. But for Arin, a Cait Sith demi-human psyjock with magnetic powers, that one rule will be hard to live up to... because Humanity is one loss away from losing all sovereignty. And no species that has lost the right to self-govern has ever returned to the arena. But the solution to the problem is simple. All Arin has to do is SMASH her way to victory. Special thanks to Sharkie Bite for her amazing cover art! https://www.furaffinity.net/user/sharkiebite/

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] BLURB “ Greetings your majesties, my name is Cedric Charon” The new slave took his time before he bowed his head and lowered his eyes in obedience. It was the uttermost impudence that we had ever seen from a slave. Yet, he was a startlingly beautiful specimen with all muscle and perfect edges, but the eyes were the most startling thing about him. They were molten gold and like the boy's skin, they seemed to shine in the sunlight. I felt my whole existence questioned by the slave and I pushed my power to smell him and for sure the scent of ambrosia that we had earlier scented came from him. " Brother, am I dreaming or is that human slave blood calling to us? A human slave!!!" Silas who sat on my right hand gasped in uttered shock. "My beast wants me to rush over and sink my fangs into him. He is a human slave for fucking sake" Talon muttered from the left side of the seat. " Mate," I spoke up. " That is what my beast roared and declared the minute he stepped foward and introduced himself" I whispered. Sith and Talon's eyes widened and they both looked at me with shock, dread, and disbelief at the realization of the fact that I had uttered the word " Mate". ******** Vampire Lords Niko, Silas, and Talon Sith were born in a pair of three and had lived for centuries ruling the Sith Glassy Mountains. They fed on the blood of the Elisera slaves who came to work in Sith castle where they all resided. Under the pact named Paktum between the humans and the Vampires, the young men would be employed to work in the castle for the Vampires while their families would be provided with gold that would take care of their needs. Hence, they co-existed as the Paktum Pact maintained peace between the two races. That is until Cedric Charon enters the Blood Mountains and the Vampire Lords realize that their intended mate is a human slave and more sore with the blood of a witch. Cedric is everything the Sith Mountain coven forbids, a human, a witch, and a rebel. Cedric is not ready to be imprinted by the vampires who have enslaved his people in the mountains to feed on their blood, while Vampire Lords Niko, Silas, and Talon are disgusted that their mate is a human slave with the blood of a witch. It gets complicated when they find out that Cedric is a blood rose. His existence makes the Vampires question all the teachings the coven has taught them regarding humans. Their relationship becomes more complicated once they discover that Cedric is also part of the resistance that wants the Paktum Pact broken and the human slaves set free. Will their mating bond survive or will it completely break them?

In a world where ancient clans of hunters, humans, and vampires coexist, Juliette finds herself caught in a web of betrayal and heartbreak. As a member of the hunter clan, she married Damien, a vampire from a pureblood clan. With the union of both of them, The Noctis family prospers and reaches new heights. But what awaits Juliette is betrayal. Juliette is killed by her husband, Damien, after she finds out about his affair with her sister, Nania. As she was dying, she saw a man wielding a sword and standing against his husband. It was her enemy. No, it was her husband's enemy, his half-brother, Cassian. She didn't understand why he was so angry. She can feel his trembling hand as he tells her to hold on. Unfortunately, she took her last breath. When she woke up, Juliette returned three years ago on her wedding night. Determined to seek justice and protect herself from further pain, Juliette sets out on a path of revenge. As she begins her mission to expose Damien's infidelity and bring him down, Juliette crosses paths with Cassian. Cassian is initially drawn to Juliette due to his hidden agenda: using her as a means to eradicate vampires once and for all. But as they spend more time together, their connection deepens, and Cassian falls genuinely in love with Juliette. Juliette finds herself torn between seeking vengeance against Damien and embracing this unexpected love with Cassian. She must confront her feelings of anger and hurt while navigating the complexities of loyalty and forgiveness.

Xier Rayden, the last standing vampire with the noblest pureblood of the Royal Family. She swore an oath to protect the 6 regions, the realm of mortals and immortals where both are under the protection of the Queen. Until the army of X-Species emerged and wreaked havoc in the lands of the Royal Kingdom with an unknown motive. However, one thing is for sure, they will surely wipe out the entire kingdom. With the loyalty of the vampires and humans to the Queen, would they continue to achieve freedom from the grasp of X-Species? Or will the bloody war continue as they seek vengeance on the Royal Family?

YOU'RE JUST ONE KISS (The Protector 1) Jacob, a criminal lawyer embraced the witch curse that ran across the Medici family's clan and became a werewolf to protect the chosen woman who would be his wife to continue their legacy. He was the last Medici heir to accomplish that. But he didn't know Angeline came from the union of a pureblood vampire, and the fairy queen converted to a vampire. Mallory marked Jacob's chosen wife as his, the obsessive vampire king, with relation to the mother of his daughter, the powerful witch Carina. Even before Jacob chose among the three sisters, he did not realize the union started between him and the youngest sibling Angeline, when they met at the masquerade party and were drunk that they ended up in bed, which got her pregnant with the twin boys. Each searing kiss with her husband revives Angeline's intimate moments with the man she didn't know fathered her twin boys. READERS, follow me through with the female powerful vampire witch protagonist whose weakness is only one, her beloved, against vampires, witches, and wolves! And HIS weakness? Her, kissing him.

An adopted child, Heidi was a smart and obedient girl because she had to be. Used as a scapegoat by her family, she was sent to become the political bridge between two empires. Taken in by the House of the infamous White King, Lord Nicholas Rune, she would be cared for and supervised until her wedding with his cousin, Warren Lawson. A man whose gentle appearance and benevolent manner earned him the title White King of the Empire, Lord Nicholas was a man kindest to the souls around him. Very few knew about the truth that lay beneath his beautiful visage. Who could predict a little human girl would bring out the best and the worst of a noble pureblood? ----- “Now, tell me, Heidi, why do I have a bad taste in women?” As Lord Nicholas took a step forward, she took a step back. Heidi had said too much, and she regretted it. Would he let her go free? Gulping, she warned him, "What you're doing could be considered harassment, milord." "I wouldn’t. I’d call it persuasion.” He took another step towards her, his frame towering over her. "I believe the dictionary in your library would disagree with you, milord." She retreated another step back, shrinking away, hoping he would give up. “I keep the good one in my room. You can come to see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Her back struck the wall behind her. "You haven’t answered my question, Heidi." The Lord was too persistent, Heidi cursed to herself. He was unwilling to let her go.

A dark time when the creatures of shadow descended unto the tranquil human lands, making their existence known. A time followed when empires were led by humanity's conspiracy and betrayal, a time filled with hatred, but unbeknownst to the humans, they were only mere puppets, pawns of greater beings of darkness, entities with the power to crush anything and everything in their way. What happens when a small human girl catches the eye of one of these so-called greater beings, a pureblooded Lord? Can an ant such as her survive the political strifes and fearsome feuds between the lands and the monsters that control them. For those who fear vampires, ghosts and the unknown, I offer two words of advice… Tread lightly. -------- "Why should I avoid him? He was a perfect gentleman, a good man," Katherine Welcher argued in his defense. "Good or not, neither matter," Alexander Delcrov warned her, "As long as you're under my wing, you shall behave and listen to my words. Do not let any man kiss you, Katherine. I don’t want others to call you improper." "There was nothing improper about it! And I'm not yours to obey," she blurted out in annoyance, feeling her face flush with embarrassment for the second time this evening, "I mean, you can't order me aro—-" "So disobedient," he stated with nonchalance before moving his hand from her waist to her back, pulling her closer to him as they danced. His breath tickled her nape. "So you’ll only listen if you are mine?"

Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.

"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?" The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind. "Bring the man here." "N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night. Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes. "Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out. Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain. "No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings. Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market. On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN

When a millennial darkness is awakened, it's up to a playboy and his friends to stop darkness itself. But he's oblivious of his inevitable future! What could be written in his fate? What would be the outcome of challenging the AGELESS DANGER? ************* "In you lies the future". "What do you mean?". "You possess the seed of Godan and the extremities of Sizzetov. The power you choose most will become your being". ***************** "So literally, you are going to fight your elder brother?". "Yes, as the son of Hell" I replied. ************* "What have you done?". "It was a mistake, I swear". "That's gonna cost your world, pureblood". "You just released Vladimir, father of Dracula. Now you'll have to stop him from ripping the worlds apart". ***************** "So the US government knows about you people?". "Not just them, but some other governments. We stopped being their weapons since the World War II". *************** "How is my hard earned money being spent?". "Very well, sir!". "Is the prototype ready?". "Yes, Mr. President". .......................... "He shall be my weapon of ultimate destruction. Ragnarok 2.0; the end of all gods, heaven or earth!". **************** "Mr. President, we finally cracked the puzzle. We accessed the magical realm". "Good, let's send our old friends a new message". **************** "A masked vigilante goes around killing magical beings. He calls himself Ragnarok". ************* "Who are you then?" His answer made me to look up in shock. "I am Merlin!". *************** I couldn't believe my eyes. The sea of bodies everywhere; all in vain! Sizzetov won at last! *************** "Thank you for your sacrifice, my son. Now, Godan's next!". "You are just a psycho, Sizzetov!". I closed my eyes, succumbing to eternal rest. Discord link: https://discord.gg/A8NsYKrqhG

Step into the world of Adam, the first man, in "Adam: The All-Father," a riveting tale that reimagines biblical and Greek lore through the eyes of its central protagonist. Cast out from the paradise of Eden, Adam's journey becomes a visceral exploration of rebellion, redemption, and the pursuit of freedom. Even if that meant that one day he would have to kill his creator.

In a hidden dimension, older and wilder than our own, an ancient power plays games with fate and destiny. Bored with endless eons of lonely cultivation, this entity has become obsessed with manipulating mortals as they struggle with love, betrayal, and trifling squabbles. But when a mortal dies, an insignificant action brings about an irreversible change. On Earth, Sith lived a monotonous life. Days bled into nights, no goal in life, except the unattainable Hailey Constantine. His pathetic simping reached legendary proportions, finally causing his death in the name of love. His reward? A swift death and a voice ringing in his now formless mind: "Hidden Mission Completed: Die for Love. Welcome to the Simping System. Objective: Become the Playboy Supreme." Now, armed with mysterious powers and an even more confusing system, he must navigate this new world. Ancient powers, supreme bloodlines, arcane lands, and the relentless pursuit of love (or is it lust?) await. One misstep, and he risks becoming a pawn in a vast universal game. It seems his old simping ways might have inadvertently prepared him for a much greater battle: survival in a world where the gods themselves are a little bit petty.

Princess Alesa was born and abandoned by her mother whom was a runaway royal pureblooded witch princess from Jalin kingdom, whom had disguised herself as a maid to come work in the palace, only to end up stealing the heart of the king. As she grew, she was practically unaware of her magical abilities and while running away from an arranged marriage with her betroth whom was a wizard, she ended up enchanting another prince to sleep with her and take her away to his kingdom. Her betrothed found out and waged war against Prince Ali whom took her away, threatening to burn down the whole kingdom, if she wasn't returned back to him.. but Prince Ali refused as he had already fallen in love with her and gotten her pregnant. Enraged King Fedina cursed her that she wouldn't be able to give birth to the child, except she returns back to him as he needed her to fulfill their ancestral royal prophesy of birthing a demigod, one whom has all magical powers to control Air, fire, water and life. Read to find out.

A young man tries out an old MMORPG for the first time and wakes up to find himself transmigrated into the game right after creating his character. See how he navigates his way through the storyline of a Sith warrior as it goes all the way through all DLC's as well as the main story line. This is a first book for WebNovel for me. But I read a lot of others books and got some ideas for my own. If I miss anything or if you guys have any advise for me it will be greatly appreciated. I'm still not sure about uploads but will try for at least one chap a day. Thank you for your support.

This is no ordinary love story. In a world where responsibility matters more than love, two vampires, who are destined soul mates, must battle their parents to gain the right to love openly. One comes from a long bloodline of Dracula descendants and will be the next Dracula on the throne, which means that he will be the KING of all vampire kind. Another comes from a line of royal French blood mixed with a demonic bloodline that threatens his reign if discovered he's half-blooded. Paris Grimm, a brother missing his other half, meets his mate one night in a music room in Transylvania and finds that his love is forbidden, but he can't get Richardo Dracula out of his head, the dark prince who doesn't respect the laws made years ago for order. To be able to be with the one he loves, he has to challenge everything and win or else he'll be torn apart from the love of his life and be cast out of vampire society for all eternity. This kind of love only comes once every few thousand years. Who wouldn't fight for it even if everyone thought it was wrong to not marry who your parents arranged for and definitely sinful to marry a male or feed from another pureblood? This is a BL Fantasy Romance.

[COMPLETE] [MATURE CONTENT] [WEREWOLF X VAMPIRE] High-school student Theodor Turner, always too popular for his own good, starts a new life in snowy Alaska after losing both his parents. Then he meets Elizabeth King, a beautiful but cold teen who is about to uncover Theodor’s true identity and the reality of the world he lives in. Elizabeth is a pureblood vampire who dreams of changing her fate, and Theodor, who feels betrayed by the closest people around him, has to see how deep the rabbit hole takes him as he enters into a complicated relationship with his cold soulmate, and his werewolf betrothed. *** Images of Sophia shivering between my arms came into my vision. I squeezed my eyes shut. Glad no one around here could see that. I missed her. My eyes drifted left and right, the energy... that warm energy that swirled in my chest when I realized that I was about to see her was a familiar one now. It became familiar after the night we spent together. I took wider strides along the lawn to the side of the packhouse now, we were probably the last to arrive and I wasn't sure if it was intentional. I could detect their presence coming from the rear. Many, many Alphas. But I was eager to see one before I gathered up the information that they would be willing to share with me. I was a pureblood after all. No. This wasn't the correct way of thinking. I was a coveted monster. They wanted me on their side — All of them. I had to keep that in mind. Herbert was closely following me as I led the way inside the place I never walked through before. As soon as I came into their view, all eyes were on me. Great. The Alphas of the Northwest were standing around in a loose circle, I counted around twenty of them. Could there be this many packs in the Northwest alone? They were dressed in suits, mostly black. My navy one stood out. But my Rolex didn't. Someone else stood out as well. She was standing in the middle of the loose circle, her father had a protective arm around her waist. She was talking to my brother and the other guy whose wolf was silver. I needed to get his name and memorize it at one point. Her aura, a lot like my brother's, was a brilliant red now. But I could easily ignore that, just the way she was easily ignoring me. She could ignore me all she wanted, I wasn't done looking at her back in that dress. The dress was backless. There was only a… crisscross something I couldn't name that held the dress around her neck. She had her hair tied up instead of leaving it down to provide some coverage. The dress looked as if it would feel silky to the touch. I was planning on finding out soon. It was burning red too. And I thought pink was her favorite color… Was she planning on looking this provocative each time I saw her? Did I have to be that guy who talked about these things with his girlfriend? When all of the men around her started looking at me. Her neck hung down a bit, surrendering. That's right, now look at me too. She adjusted her posture, and amongst all the beating of the werewolves' hearts, I could swear I heard hers fluttering as she turned sinfully slow. She looked like a sin on two legs. *** Two bonds, no NTR. The cover is mine, artist's discord: callmeotooosan#2412 Daily updates. Chapters are between 1900-2300 words each. Please support this novel!

As a half-blood vampire, Stella has been fighting all her life to get out of this city, escape the torment of her pursuer and live a peaceful life on her own. And she’ll do anything to achieve her goal, even if it means working for Cassius van Cleef, a pureblood. From the moment their eyes met, Stella has been unable to resist Cassius and his loving arms, but will he protect her, or is he just another dangerous predator? — I leaned into him, and I inhaled his masculine scent as it intermingled with mine. He reached up with his fingers and brought my chin up a little, just as his warm lips met mine for the first time. I opened my eyes when the kiss broke and saw Cassius’ lips wet from the moment we just shared. I felt a warm blush flowing up my cheeks and I turned away quickly. “There’s no need to be embarrassed,” he said as he reached over and gently turned my back to him. “As I said before, you are so much more than you realize. Just be patient with me.”

A creature over 8 feet tall, completely covered with black fur, a large snort on its face and teeth so sharp that they could rip apart flesh and bones without much effort, claws almost 5 inches long which could tear anything to shreds, pointing ears which could hear the heartbeat of whatever stood before it and black ears which depicted blindness of this creature. A creature resemblance to a werewolf and one stood before it, unmoving and almost incapable of breathing. Ray couldn't move as he stood before this beast, only his legs moved, rattling in fear. Without a doubt, if he didn't do something he would... die. Mustering all courage he could, Ray looked away from the creature, unto the starites in his hand and without a second thought, ate it. Screams of excruciating pain could be heard from Ray as bone like wings burst out of his back, as if trying earnestly to reveal it's existence, his hands and legs broke and reformed again, enlarging and shedding off skin leaving only large elongated bones and black blood which continued to gush out from all over his body. Tentacles with eyes burst out through the lower part of his back and finally feathers formed over his wings and arm. The transformation had come to a halt and opening up his now completely black eyes, Ray said "it's Incomplete" ********** This is the story of a young boy named Ray Renard who got the mutation system and is trying to survive in the military academy and the world while trying to find out the truth about the mutant system, abilities, Terans, pureblood, keepers family and so much more. Follow him on this journey of fun and survival. Author's note:I am a fan of my vampire system so this novel might be similar in a way but I really wish for your support and time so read and enjoy. Also the cover photo isn't mine and I hope to change it if I reach far into the story and if you all cooperate with me. Thank you for reading.

After the war of Great Britannia ended, The Continent's nations were destroyed and were conquered by the Royal family members of Great britannia. Within the countries that Britannia ruled, an uproar started and a rebellion showed up. The Rezentia nation which coexisted with demi-humans through out the century resisted to be ruled by Great britannia. Thus started a rebellion called "The Purebloods" with Demi-humans and humans cooperating with each other to act against the Great Britannia. But they were no match for Great britannia's Military and lost against them. The Emperor of Great britannia, Wesner Chavelier commenced an order for Exterminating the remaining Purebloods. A demi-human male and a human female were inlove and were the first ones to have a child that was Half Human and Half Demon. Amidst on all that's occuring, they immediately sent their child to a faraway land so that he would continue to live on. And the child was found by a human girl and was raised as her own child. She named him Asquel, and raised him. Since then 13 years had passed and Asquel grew and wanted to become a Sword master. Thus the story of the Last Pureblood continues....

Annah had no idea that her accidental meeting with the icy gray-eyed pureblood vampire in the academy would awaken the ancient appetite he’d long leashed tightly. Will she be able to resist Ricco after she learned that he desired her more than her blood? Or will she soon find out that there will be tragedy behind his affection?

After the second Wizarding war, the Pureblood families fell from grace. From being instigators they become targeted. Draco Malfoy is also one of them, still living the hell one can call life. But his bad luck has not yet finished as he got brain tumor and died. Maybe it's for the best as no one cares or so he thought. But seems like his story has yet not finished. Given a new chance with some powers and foreshadow of a bigger threat then Voldemort, can Draco become a hero he always wanted or will he again succumb to his inner demons? Find out...

Pureblood Vampires and their immortal soul bonded counterparts would share their first breaths when they are born. Yebires is the name given to these creatures. No one ever knows if they are having a human or a Yebire child. They aren't passed down genetically and are instead regarded as defects/mutations. Their existence is nearly identical to that of a beautiful ghoul, with the exception that they are not hungry for humans. It took Tilly more than 100 or so years of being relentlessly hunted before she found her Vampire bond, Theo. Along with many others like her. However, it doesn't change the fact that she's spent most of her years in fear and thought it was time to start putting these cruel hunts to an end. •---• I haven't eaten in a long time, yet no matter how long I go without food, I never die. Whether I stop eating, sleeping, or even drinking water, I don't die. I suffer from the weakness that occurs with malnutrition, even passing out here and there. But never death-