Characters In The White Queen Novels & Stories

" I looked at the woman and surely, I could tell using so much of her light had drained so much life out of her. "As you can see..." the queen spoke. "She's dying. And that's where you come in." She turned to face me. "You're going to be our new white wolf. Whether you like it or not."

She looks like an angel, she whispers to another beside her, her voice echoing with envy while her eyes eats up the Queen’s appearance, taking in the sparkling white, long dress that adorns the Queen’s slender frame like a second skin, exposing her delicate shoulders. White color is one no woman would dare to wear, especially in summer as it clashes with their pale skin, but the Queen wore hers like the color was made for her. As everyone adorned the Queen’s beauty and her innocent yet seductive appearance, relegating the Concubine to the back ground, she stands off with her group of friends, standoffish and waiting for the Queen to get to her, while inside she seeths in jealousy and anger.

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

“You can’t just say that. I know the rules, okay? I know that the Luna has to stay in the pack house with the Alpha. I know that the Luna has to be a part of the blood blond so she can mind-link with everyone. It’s for safety. It’s for power. It’s for whatever other fucked up reason they have come up with, and there isn’t anything anyone can do to change that.” “But maybe you can.” Doren motions to me. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I glare at him. “Roo, you are the first wolf that I have ever met, that I have ever heard of, that has special abilities outside of an alpha. I haven’t ever heard of there being a white wolf alive in over 3 centuries. Everything about you is an excepti

Aaron stared at the tree and slowly got up before he walked to the tree with trembling legs, he went closer to the tree and everyone saw the tree slowly die and wither. He touched the trunk of the three and slowly punched it, that was when Alastair helped him and punched the trunk thus breaking it and finally revealing a very beautiful woman, wearing ancient white robe, with a flower crown over her head sleeping peacefully in the trunk, there was also a necklace around her neck.

Self-consciousness washed over me more intensely than ever. "What's wrong? Why is your face all red all of a sudden?" Damon asked, clearly concerned. "Your pack is huge, which means you have a lot of people. Many will find out I'm their queen. I don't look the part, and honestly, I don't feel like a queen right now," I admitted, my face growing even redder by the second. Damon smiled reassuringly and took my hand. "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you look the part or not. What's important is that you are their queen, and they will fall in line either immediately or be persuaded to do so."

Yes, it was the first time they had seen a black witch caught and within the parameters of their territory. Morena has been caught and Jack is injured…. Although their king and queen were injured, today’s results were very satisfying. If only they had known that this was just the beginning of a continuing nightmare, they would have killed the black witch at the first given opportunity. It turned out that the queen was the owner of the white wolf. Da*n it! Ugh… my wounds aren’t deep, but this wolfsbane poison is weakening me. How she was able to reach such a long distance to be able to shoot an arrow to hit me is both amazing and annoying.

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her... Slay her dragons... I will.

The impact of the two elements gave off steam. Katharina turned and furrowed her brow when she saw who it was that stood in her way. "Jacqueline? You too? You're siding with those who seek to usurp my throne?" It was the White Witch who countered the attack. She had a serious and disappointed look in her eyes. "The spirits have made their choice. And you have held down the fort long enough. It is time to let go and stop being unreasonable, Katharina. Don't let your pride make you do what you'll regret. Please," the White Witch said.

She pointed at Caelan. "Ask him." Selene slowly turned. Caelan's face was devastated. "You knew my mother?" He didn't answer. "Caelan." Still nothing. Selene's voice broke. "Tell me." Finally, he whispered: "Your mother was the First Queen." Selene stopped breathing. Kael stared at him. "Then who is the woman in white?" Caelan looked toward the ceiling. And for the first time, terror returned to his eyes. "Her mother."