Male Snow White Novels & Stories

His dark, damp hair clung to his face as melted snow and sleet continued to drift down from above. Vanessa quirked an eyebrow. “It’s missing one thing.” She whipped up a beautiful snowy wolf. Its fur sparkled with icy fibers. “Now it’s perfect.” Nick scowled. “My wolf is much bigger than that.” She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah…I’m sure that’s what all lycan men say.”

"Ignorance is bliss. Isn't that the saying?" "Not in this case. These things, these monsters, whispers, or whatever they may be, they have a weakness. And I only seek to inform you in case it comes down to the worst, you'll be able to take care of yourself. My family killed one of the sisters long ago. The patriarch of my family to be precise. He killed one of the sisters, the one called Claire. They called her the ice. She was the cold. It's why my family retains that power. It's why it snows most times on Crest Hill, even in summer. We use it to create a bit of comfort for the heat. The first White could have killed them all, but one called the red one surprised my family. No one knows wha

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

Its head reached almost to her chest, its sheer presence breathtaking. Unable to resist, Serena took out her phone. She snapped a photo of Snowball beside her and posted it online with a short caption: [Rex’s new buddy—Snowball.] Within minutes, the post gathered likes and comments. > [That’s no dog! Is that… a white wolf?] [Purebred, by the looks of it. Strong enough to fight ten men.] [It looks bigger than any normal wolf I’ve seen. Could it be… a wolf king?] Her followers included seasoned entrepreneurs and collectors, people not easily impressed. Yet even they were intrigued. Serena, however, didn’t bother scrolling through the responses. She was too busy running her fingers through Snow

I stood in awe, over looking the pack house lawn it was a blanket of snow. The snow was still falling taking over evey peice of landscape. It really was a winter wonderland, and actual white Christmas. Christmas really was a human thing, but I think all of us wolves enjoyed the fun of it to and all of the festivities. I felt arms snake around my waste as Felixs coffee scent invaded my senses. I felt his lips on my neck where my mating mark would go making me closing my eyes letting a moan escape me. "Good morning little mate, and Merry Christmas."

"He will not take kindly to your teasing, and he's one of the few fairies I consider to be a friend." "Okay." I held up my hands in surrender. "I won't call your friend Snow White." "Thank you." "How about Shaun White?" I giggled. "Shaun..." Tiernan frowned. "Isn't he a human athlete?" "A snowboarder, actually," I said. "Kind of a funny coincidence that his name is so close to Snow White." "It's not close to Snow White, it's another name entirely." Tiernan rolled his eyes. "A name which should only be used in reference to him, not Iain."

The twins laugh at him, teasing him about getting coal. “No Mom! I'm sorry. Please don't call Santa on me!” He plays along and the twins laugh. “Ricky's gonna be on the naughty list!” Val sings. “After further consideration, I don't think that Die Hard should be considered a Christmas movie.” Ricky says, moving over to me and I wrap my arm around his shoulder. “Traitor.” Wilder hisses at him with a grin. “Son, I can't believe that you would side with your mother over me. Remember that I'm the one that let you dr-” He stops suddenly and looks at me with a guilty expression.

1996 Kaylene pov The snow icicles swirl in the air, so light, so free, and they end up anywhere they wish they want to lay down. Within a night, the forest was covered with a thick white blanket, making the air colder and vicious. The world has turned white, equality, they said, no matter how big your house, how far your house is, your house will be covered by them. White fairies.

I looked down. Silver-white fur covered my body. My paws were enormous. My claws dug into the earth. I looked at my reflection in a small pool of water. A massive white wolf stared back at me. But my eyes were different. One was gold. The other was silver. I heard dozens of wolves gasp. The stranger fell to his knees. "The White Moon." Adrian took several steps backward. "No..." I looked at him. And somehow, without speaking, every wolf in the forest heard my voice.

The appearance of a white wolf is mystical in shifter history. The prophecy claims that a white wolf is the guiding power behind a great change. These crazy men thought I was leading them to victory in some shifter war. “I’m probably just an albino, right, Doc?” He shook his head from side to side, making me feel defeated. “No. Beyond your white fur, you have no signs or DNA of albinism. The code for pure white fur is polygenetic. Multiple alleles are responsible for the expression of white fur. The probability that the exact combination for the trait is present is extremely low.”