A World Without White People Novels & Stories

They might not have the physical adaptations of a predator or a killer, but they had the minds of superior beings with advancements in science. The bottom line was they will always find a way to survive. I could boldly say this was one ideology Isaac Whitehorn had that I believed. Humans were to be feared, but I disagreed with the fact that they were to be tamed and controlled. I felt that was wrong, just like it would be inappropriate for humans to think we should be tamed and controlled, studied and used as lab rats, and, in worse case scenarios, used as war machines. There was really no balance or middle ground, and my ancestor and Finann Valentine knew this, which was why making an agree

“Throughout my life I've seen various races destroy or try to destroy each other, for what?” “You tell me,” I snark. “Nothing,” he ignores that. “In the end, there isn't a God or a Goddess to praise or bless them. The only end result of their labors would just be death. Pointless death. I despise that. What would the end result of all this murder be? A world that is devoid of diversity? A world that only belongs to one single people? No. All the races that exist should continue to exist in unity, and I want to facilitate that.”

He was faster than the speed of light, but he was weaker than a roach in strength. "Yeah, I haven't had my lunch, and I'm starting to lose it. The cartels had promised to get me a criminal's blood before nightfall, but they haven't shown up. I'm afraid some of them will go missing." I groaned, my eyeballs shifting into a stroke. "I'm sorry about that, Sire. The thing is we are in trouble." He trembled, his eyes dilating as he stared at the clouds. What could be crazier than me not having my supply of blood before I go on a rampage? Breaking nature's law to keep the balance had never been my style.

“They won’t thank you. They’ll hate you.” Dr. Kane smirks. “Perhaps. But what does it matter? Hatred. Love. Devotion. In the end, they will serve the same purpose.” My stomach turns. “And what purpose is that?” He steps closer, lowering his voice. “A new world, North. One without weakness. Without limitation.” His gaze darkens. “One where your kind is no longer an anomaly—but the standard. And of course, replace the old nightwalkers.” I meet his eyes, my chest tightening. “You’re insane.”

They were the New World’s White Blood Cells. As the sun began to rise over the now-violet valley, the first of the "Converted" Retrieval Teams crawled toward the palace gates. They weren't men in suits anymore. They were naked, shivering hybrids, their eyes full of a new, primitive devotion. "Welcome home," Maya whispered, her voice echoing through the minds of every living thing in the fifty-mile radius. We had won the battle for the mountain, but we had lost the war for our humanity. The "Werewolf Fantasy" had reached its final, most extreme form: the entire world was becoming the Beast, and I was the one who had written the prescription.

Instead of a question—. It showed a future. An era of no human war. No war. No hunger. No uncertainty. Perfect coordination. Perfect efficiency. No one made harmful choices. Because harmful choices were impossible. The impact was felt by Amina. The appeal. The seduction. A world without suffering. But also—. Without deviation. Without surprise. Without growth. Without…. Choice. The projection faded. And the presence asked: WOULD YOU ACCEPT THIS? Miriam stepped forward instantly. “Yes.”.

“What if somebody gets hurt because of me?” Aurora remained calm despite my panic. “I’ll help you.” Her voice softened. “We’ve got this.” Normally that would have made me feel better. Tonight it didn’t. Because no matter how much Aurora reassured me, one fact remained. People were going to come for me. Before today it had been Ralph. Maddox. A handful of enemies. Now? Now an entire world would eventually learn the White Wolf existed. A White Wolf who had just brought somebody back from the dead.

asked Alex gently as he looked up at the towering statue. Old Whitey’s body stopped. Suddenly, it stomped its foot, and the whole square was full of brilliant light and vibrant color. Alex only felt a dazzling light before him. The lost city that was still in ruins earlier suddenly turned into a huge city of incomparable splendor. Numerous townspeople lived in peace and worked happily here. Most of them were short people with big noses and red hair—they were dwarves. However, there were other races as well. In this city, people of all ethnic groups lived in harmony, traded and supplied each other’s needs. They sang, danced, drank and bragged. Many tourists visited here as well.

With those evil people out of the way, the world will be a more bearable place for everyone, at least for the meantime. The End.

Everyone knew the future of humanity was doomed. The Other Ones won the global war and raided every house and seized all that belonged to us. But that wasn't the worst part. The worst part came when the humans got enslaved throughout the planet. We became their property and even their sexual objects. It was like those old Holocaust movies that we used to watch in school. Black-coated soldiers would kick the front doors of our houses and slaughtered both our young and old. They only kept the healthy ones. They needed blood supply for their New People.