Harry Potter White Novels & Stories

“Of course I am. She’s worth more to me than anything else.” The White Witch stared at me—long enough for the air to feel heavy. In the depths of her gaze, something faint shifted. I couldn’t tell if it was respect or sorrow. “Very well,” she said at last. “If that is your choice. Give me something of hers.” I immediately handed over the glass vial Brian had given me—the one containing Ashley’s hair and blood. The White Witch took the vial, gliding over to the edge of the hot spring. She poured the liquid into the water, then lifted her slender fingers and traced a slow line across the surface. As she whispered that ancient, twisted spell, her voice was gentle but chilling.

A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals. ***

Chapter 1 THE BEGINNING/RUDE ATTACK Hello, my name is Selena White, and I'm the offspring of The Red Blood Moon Pack's beta tester. I am what you can call the geek of the school exclusively for werewolves, and I can't wait to turn sixteen next month. My elder brother, who is eighteen years old, will be the next beta of the pack. Since we were little puppies, he has been incredibly protective of me and has already met his soul partner, whom I adore. What can I say, I've always wanted a sister, and the best part is, she's one of my greatest friends—that's right, she's also my sister-in-law.

“’Cause Prince of Persia here is gonna wear a red suit.” “Prince of Persia?” Hugo repeated, his eyes sparkling. I stood by Harry, moving my hand like presenting a product. “C’mon, look at him and tell me he doesn’t look like one.” “You’re right! I like that, don’t you?” Harry nodded with a bright grin, offering me his arm. “I’d like to see you wear white tonight, dear,” Hugo said to me. “Would you do that for me?” “You bet.” I kissed Hugo’s cheek and left with the world’s hottest, most adorable hunk. Under thirty. Over thirty he didn’t stand a chance.

Erina has built up a decent foundation of trust in a short period. With my hands behind my head, I lean against the bed board and think back to last night. It seems like Alcina is stepping up on her game, I have to be extra vigilant now. Last night she used a spell to project us intimately in bed in my mind. As a little boy, my mother's friend often showed me that trick to tease me. It's actually an easy stunt of witches. This trick is followed up by a potion that is often put in dark-colored drinks like red wine. The spell and potion make sure the target will show attention to the person in the dream.

“And whoever did this—they’re watching.” The White Witch.

But I needed answers first. I exhaled slowly, my patience thinning. "Harper, I want you to tell me everything you know about white wolves." Her brow arched. "What exactly do you want to know?" "Well, for starters, how to tame one. My compulsion didn't work on her." She let out a humourless laugh. "You can't. White wolves can not be compelled." I clenched my jaw. "I know that. Then tell me a spell-something that will make her follow my command." Harper crossed her arms, her expression unyielding. "No spell exists for that." Her immediate refusal sent a wave of irritation through me. My fingers twitched at my sides, but I forced myself to remain still. "You do realize I've killed plenty of you

, before her figure completely faded out of sight. I sighed slowly. Yeah. I am the White Wolf

But I cover my curiosity and ask him “How do you know my mother” “Well, I've been seeing her a lot when I close my eyes to sleep, she's really beautiful and she has white hair and her eyes are gray in color” I'm shocked at the perfect description Hendrix gives of my mother. Even though my hair was blonde and my eyes were deep blue. My mother's hair had been completely white with grey eyes. She was one of the strongest she-wolves to have ever existed I'm lost for words but I know I have to pick my words carefully and not prod him too much.

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!