Blue-eyes White Destiny Novels & Stories

Odo moved with silent fury, taking his place behind Torrock’s chair, eyes fixed on the empty seat as if willing his brother back. Whispers stirred again. A second portal cracked open, spilling light and silence. Queen Destiny entered, flanked by Argun and two of her great hounds. She wore a long white robe layered over a floor-length blue dress that shimmered like the sea at midnight. Her jeweled crown glinted with history and loss. The hounds—beasts of legend—wore encrusted collars, their eyes glowing softly. Argun’s white military garb bore the royal emblem, pristine and solemn.

The White Claw Compound. As Destiny walked inside, fear never once left her heart, especially as the pickup came to a stop. She was trembling again, her eyes even shook in terror as the two guards got out of the car. She had been picked up from the riverside. She had managed to reach the White Claw territories but had no idea how to proceed further. She was shivering in a bush when the guards spotted her. When she told them who she was, they replied. Her grandmother was expecting her.

My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight before me. Her wolf was magnificent. White fur, pure and radiant, covered her powerful frame. It glowed faintly in the moonlight, as though the very light itself had chosen her. But it was her eyes that left me frozen. Bright, piercing blue, the color of the clearest skies and deepest waters. They locked onto mine, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. An old memory stirred in the back of my mind, unbidden. "The blue-eyed wolves," my father’s voice whispered, a story from years ago. "An Alpha and Luna destined to lead, chosen by the moon herself. They will be unlike any other, their eyes a mark of their lineage, their bond unbreakabl

"You fools! What are you all looking up there?!! I'm over here!!!"' Looking for the source of the voice, the group soon found out that an adorable fluffy white bird was standing in the middle of the cavern. It looks so pure and innocent, like a white lily. It's cute little head was tilted sideward looking at the same direction were the group was currently looking. It looks like a snowball from afar, and when it look back at the group they were mesmerized by how beautiful its eyes were. The adorable white creature has the most beautiful eyes that they could have ever see. It has the color of electric blue; the color of a newly bloomed bluebell from the valley, so enchanting. They were like th

“A white wolf with two different eyes? That’s not normal. It’s wrong, isn’t it?” Kate’s gaze softened, though her voice stayed steady. “No, Ella. It’s not wrong. It’s rare.” She circled me slowly, her presence heavy, commanding. “White wolves are symbols—of purity, of power. But the eyes…” She paused, tilting her head. “That’s what sets you apart. Blue for intuition, for stillness, for clarity. Gold for dominance, for strength, for fire. You were never meant to be ordinary.” Her words cut through me, leaving a mix of fear and wonder in their wake. My heart pounded, my claws dug into the earth. “So what does it mean?” I whispered. “Why me?”

I threw the book towards Xander who opened it to the marked page and began to read aloud. “Though every wolf created is special in its own way, there are a few which stand out amongst the rest. These wolves are rare and are said to be gifted by the moon goddess herself. Their human vessel is just like any other though the rare wolves can be identified by both their fur and their eyes. Silver wolves each gifted with a unique ability. An ability that can be used in both human and wolf form. White wolves are said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess. Blue eyed wolves are the rarest of all. Their eyes are the mark of the next moon goddess. These wolves are incredibly strong and are giver

I have a dragon? A white dragon with pearly white scales. She looked like a creature carved from moonlight and frost. Her body gleams as though each scale were polished porcelain or mother-of-pearl, catching the light and scattering it in soft, shimmering hues. When she moved, the scales rippled like flowing silk, giving the impression that the she carried a piece of the moon on her skin. Her eyes are a piercing, crystalline blue - bright and cold as glacial ice - yet filled with an ancient intelligence that feels both mesmerizing and unnerving. The contrast of its pale, luminous body and those sharp, blue eyes makes it appear regal and otherworldly, as though it was born from winter storms

Sam lifted him and rushed him to where Destiny was and they stared at each other, holding hands while they continued to shift. After four hours of nothing but pain, Destiny laid on four paws on the floor. She had a black coat with white streaks, white tipped paws, and white diamond on her chest. She had deep green eyes that looked like emeralds. She just laid there, unable to move from the pain so Crystal just sat with her while Tim's screams still echoed through the room.

Lizzy said sensing the tension. “WHAT?” We said at the same time. But one glare from Lizzy shut the both of us. “Well” She continued “Danny you know Adrian from the old pack.” I nodded recognizing the kid. “This is Evelyn. Umm” She said pointed towards the floral scented girl. “She is Damien’s mate.” I saw red. The girl gripped Adrian’s shirt in fright. I went near hear breathing heavily from pure anger. Her eyes widened in fear. She is beautiful. Almost angelic. Mesmerizing even but there is a lingering sadness and emptiness in her eyes.

Goodnight I feel like floating as the stylist helped me get dressed. I'm in a high-end store to try on a few dresses to Lideon's liking. I just finished the spa and salon which is also the bastard’s scheme. I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes are a little puffy from the headache and fever. If only it wasn't a sin to kill, that man would've ceased to exist in this world. What he's making me do is infuriating.