Is Jiraiya The White Fang Novels & Stories

But when he was about to hug Snowy, the white tiger growled at him. "Whoa. Little White, why are you glaring at me? I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again. You're handsome uncle won't leave you again. Promise..." he said coaxing the white tiger while trying to come closer to him but Little White Tiger growled louder at him. Everyone was frozen when a man suddenly rushed to the big white tiger but they were more shocked that the man was Zifan Deguzs. That's the time when they realize that the white tiger in front of them was the legendary white tiger of the Deguzs'!

This was the first time since he became a member of Bhayangkara that the White Lion was afraid of dying while fighting against a demon he considered greater than him. "Die!" Maghadasura flew straight to the White Lion. He picked up the golden sword that was spinning behind his back. In an instant, the sword slashed through the White Lion's neck. The Bhayangkara member's head was thrown off and fell in the corner of the building. The Black Tiger who accidentally witnessed it could only remain silent for a moment. His mind stopped to digest what he had witnessed. "White Lion...?" Black Tiger saw his friend's body fall to the street. Fresh blood was pouring down the road.

Erza couldn't understand her but it didn't matter long the girl was okay. The girl was simply asking if Ezra was okay but Erza faints the young girl wasn't far from her kingdom she picked Ezra on her back and ran toward her kingdom on foot. Some of the girls company her to Moon Valley. The young girl name is Jea is a young werewolf royal maid of WereWolf King Jea is a pre-were wolf she has developed yet into a full werewolf. Jea clan named is White Fang Pack. Altogether there are eleven different clan packs. They all live in different areas of moon valley.

I was able to control my anger, more like Seraphina’s anger. “Hey Remi, who’s your new friend?” The red head asked as she hung off of MY mate. “This is Riley RedFang. Riley, this is my brother, Rylen and his girlfriend, Stephanie.” Remi introduced. “RedFang? As in RedFang Defense?” Rylen asked. “The one and only, my dad is the head honcho.” I smirked. “WOW!” Remi said with wide eyes. “A real badass?” She said in awe. I shrugged at her.

He does not realize the danger of being a white wolf. " Yes, you are right." She took her feet off the table and straightened up her posture. " Mercedes is the descendant of the legendary white wolf. I can dare say she is the only one of her kind." Speaking of his mate, Felix's attention was fully caught and he was attentively listening. A playful Alexa is annoying, but a serious Alexa has something important to say. That is what Felix learned over the years of knowing her. And right now the important matter regarded his mate.

Lotanni was the first to give the full rundown on Lysar's team. Of course she was. If there was gossip, she'd find it faster than a scent-hound on heat. "Three mages, four werewolves," she muttered while checking the straps on her gear. "One of the werewolves is royalty. The prince from the Southern Fang. Has a stupidly forbidden crush on Lysar." Nyomei raised a brow. "That arrogant one who walks like his back’s too stiff for his own head?"

burning you? He looks at me shocked and then to Jess’s wolf who looks just as surprised. Lily looks over to me and I am shocked at his next words. “You mean Alpha didn’t tell you already? Members of the SilverFang pack...we are immune to silver.”

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

I wasn't able to think properly due to the amount of rage that had consumed me. My wolf who had gone missing was now back equally furious. She clawed at the barriers, demanding release to unleash the seething heat within. I yielded without hesitation, granting her control as she surged forth, a relentless force of primal fury. I shifted into my wolf Riyaga. With her snow-white fur, blue eyes, and a crescent on her forehead, she looked regal. She had an unhealed scar spanning her neck which she'd earned while fighting a group of rogues.

Mira clawed at her throat, her eyes wide, terrified, her fingers scraping at nothing as the invisible force tightened around her neck. Rowan lifted his other hand to finish it, and that’s when it happened. A flash of white. No, it wasn't white. It was blinding, holy even and almost impossible. It erupted right in front of Rowan, exploding outward like a star being born. Every warrior, every puppet, every creature on the field cried out and shielded their eyes. I fell onto my hands as the world turned winter white. “What…?!” Rowan snarled, stumbling back. The light reached my skin, warm, and familiar, and I just knew who it was.