Male Snow White Novels & Stories

She slowly removed the trousers from her legs and saw white hair growing there too. All this she saw with her own eyes for the very first time, and she was unable to understand it because it was not ordinary hair but wolf hair. It was the color of silver or snowflakes or even a clear night in winter. Just that no one had seen anything like it before, it was not black or brown or grey nor blonde; it wasn't a pale blonde or a dark brown, nor a light blond either, but pure white hair - so pure.

Bianca and Gunnar went behind the trees to remove their clothes and shift when they got outside. Bianca had seen Conan the day Omar planned to attack Last Moon. This would be the first time he and Gunnar saw Jenna. After shifting, Jenna stepped out of the trees, shyly looking at the large black wolf in front of her. Conan couldn't believe his eyes. Jenna wasn't your normal brown wolf like he'd expected. She was snow white with dark grey paws, tail, and ears. He'd never seen such a beautiful wolf.

DAMON’S POV I still remember a few of my dates who had tried to get my attention by leaving me in the arms of other men in frustration yet, I had not even batted an eyebrow. But there was something about Snow White that filled me with white-hot wrath at the way all the men in the party couldn’t keep their eyes off her the minute we had stepped into the hall, her long white hair which she had straightened flat gleaming under the light.

Where moments ago a fragile twenty-year-old girl had writhed among the torn remains of a fur cloak, something entirely different now lay in the snow. I slowly released her shoulder—no longer a shoulder—and leaned back on my knees, unable to tear my gaze away. Caroline was finished. She lay on her side, her body matted with snow and the sweat of transformation, drawing deep, ragged breaths. With every exhale, a cloud of white vapor bloomed around her muzzle. “My gods…” Myra whispered behind me, her voice barely audible. She was a white wolf. Not pale. Not light gray. But blindingly white, like freshly fallen snow under moonlight, without a single dark marking. And yet it was not her color tha

This is a much-needed distraction, and the excitement is high in the group. Aiden's beautiful white wolf emerges from behind the tree, and Zeus barks when he sees his Omega ready. Winter picks up his bag with his mouth and takes off running with Zeus. The run to the lake was full of mischief and fun. Zeus loved seeing Winter playing with his son's wolf. They were both white, which is rare. It was almost hard to tell them apart. It was even harder when Abigail's wolf ran with them.

I was so speechless that I laughed. “Really?” I said. “Then Ms. Shaw truly is a kind and generous person. “However, are you sure I am the one who needs mercy here? “Because the people who cut power to the lab equipment were you, Ms. Shaw, and your wonderful assistant Elliot.” Jessica shrieked, “That is a lie.”

alpha Rowan explains to all of us. "Any questions?" Alpha Aiden asks and none of us had any. "Great, I'll leave it to you beta," alpha Aiden says holding alpha Rowan's hand leaving us alone in the room with our beta. "Yesterday you all did a great step in your life, you shifted for the first time, we have two grey wolves and an adorable white one," he says not specifying which one of us is which color. All of my family is dark furred wolf, I don't think I'll be the white one, we take after our parents and mine are black and brown.

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

Isla on the floor, the snow beneath her was pink with blood. And then, standing tall before her was the huge form of the White Wolf. Bigger, more terrifying. Her claws were coated with pink snow. Before I could step forward to stop her, her claws slashed across Isla's belly and Isla let out a piercing scream. I froze on the spot, my blood ran cold as I felt a chill run down my spine. Even before I could fully react to that, the White Wolf lifted those blooded claws again and with a swift move, she slashed Isla's throat open. Stripes of blood spilled into the snow with the movements of her claw.

Do I even know Will? The sound of twigs snapping could be heard from the tree line, it made the male lions stand up and their claws to emerge. They calmed down after they had seen who the new intruders were and I did to. Slowly I my body relax as I saw the tall figures approaching us. Some were dressed in teal color tunics others gold and scarlet. In the middle of the fifteen elves that had just arrived was on with snow white hair and eyes that seemed with gloss over with a misty glow.