Purity Novels & Stories

Frowning deeply I clenched my jaw tight, was he making fun of me right now, what was so funny about what I had said? “If not kill me then what!?” I said instantly annoyed with him. Looking up at me he sighed as another sheepishly looking smile spread across his face, “You’re virginity is the fascination Laya, I think if I mate you it might remove the fascination,” “Mate me... what does that mean?” Nodding he smirked as he looked at me expectantly. “Laya you're a hybrid, do you not understand how things work?” Swallowing hard I looked down. "Besides being a freak, a virus, something that shouldn’t exist. What else is there to undertand?”

- Jason let me think about it, you are welcome, come, you are staying here today- she says as Jason stares at me waiting for an answer. - No need ma'am, a hybrid is banished as they are described as a mistake of nature, they feel threatened- I notice how the Alpha's jaw tenses. - We know you are a hybrid, and you will not be banished or imprisoned- he explains. -I will think about it- is the only thing I answer, the woman smiles and approaches me with Annabeth. - I'll show you your room, let's go- she smiles and we leave the room and then start

The Fairy Doctor swayed on her feet, a look of disbelief on her face. However, she quickly remembered that they were competing based on the purity of the pill. For a Blood Energy Pill that had been refined in ten minutes, even if it barely turned into a pill, the purity of it would definitely be a mess. It was no different than a failure. The lower the purity of the pill, the more erysipelas would be contained in it. If the purity were below 60%, the pill would be unqualified, and no one would dare to use it.

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Will was afraid of being noticed from the outside since the town was busier now, and he didn't like spending hours in the col Sister Lina had moved on from teaching language to teaching history and religion. The religion worshiped a Goddess called the 'Nurturing Mother'. She was tolerant and caring, but also stern and cruel at times. The teachings heavily emphasized on caring for others, working in unison to lift everyone up together, but also independence so you wouldn't rely to heavily on others. It taught forgiveness and discipline, instead of punishment

I was trying to lay it out there so Lisa understood I don’t want a relationship with anyone. “But you know he has to be hot if he is L.A.’s most eligible bachelor, there’s no harm in mixing business and a little bit of pleasure.” Lisa gave me that crooked smile like she was planning something. “I just don’t understand how a beautiful woman like you hasn’t snagged a gorgeous husband by now. It just doesn’t seem right, you have the body, the smarts and of course those sexy green eyes.”

Of course, a faith too impure would be automatically filtered away by the angel’s bloodline, the rest could be accepted and thus followers were another tainters of an angel. Praying to the holy fountain was to give up this faith accumulated and in turn receive something purer, a blessing termed ‘holiness’. Only a saint could never be tainted, if the average angel’s holiness was about 90 to 99 then thiers was a full-on 100.

I say as I'm kissing her neck "Huff, forget it, get off," she says trying to push me off her "I'm not gonna be one of your whores" "hmmm, I've never had a whore before, how about you be my whore, my wife, my love my everything? your already all through things anyway well apart from whore and ill only want that in the bedroom", "No, go ask one of your other girlfriends, who will probably be queueing up" "I'm serious baby, I've never had a whore or anything, I've saved myself for my true mate, I'm a virgin"

SAVAGE LOVE GENRE: Romance By, Tamar writes PROLOGUE Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was. It felt like a never ending nightmare. The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips Every step he took instilled fear and panic

Hard. "Nghh...I'm close! Hendry, love me, baby, love me hard!" Hendry groaned and pulled out and slammed hard. Repeatedly hitting his spot with such perfection. Sloan whined, he pushed back meeting each thrust of his fiance's until he finally soiled his hand with his warm cum. "Damn..." His legs trembled from the intense orgasm, Sloan could barely hold his weight when Hendry's hand wrapped his middle and held him up. The man kept on pushing in and out until he unloaded himself inside the condom with a loud groan.