Snow White Age の小説・ストーリー

Many women do get offended when you ask about their age, but it never bothered me. “I’m 40 years old.” I answered confidently. “Then it appears you do have some of the genetic traits.” He grinned. “People always compliment you and tell you that you look much younger than your actual age, correct?” Understanding hit me in that moment. I have always gotten compliments on my appearance compared to my age. I slowly nodded to confirm his suspicion. “You’re aging slowed around the same time it does for other wolves. You might never shift, but you and your children will likely have very long lives.”

She was sure she must have blushed by now. "19 years difference with me," said Arva. "You are still very young, Princess," said Dafa. He recalled the age of the werewolf he knew. The average age has reached 350 years and over, just like him.

Instantly, I shift into my wolf form just in the nick of time, narrowly avoiding the savage bite. My fur is as white as snow, gleaming like the moon on a pale winter’s night. I am in fight mode but what stands before me is even greater, a formidable blackwolf. It towers above me by at least a head. It is definitely much, much older than my mere 21 years of age. With a fierce snarl, I launch myself at the blackwolf, jaws snapping with lethal intent. We collide with a clash, our teeth meeting in a display of raw power but I barely leave a dent on it.

He is as tired as I am. “Are you feeling okay?” He asked as I lay there in his arms. “I mean, with that, you are most likely pregnant.” He continues. “I am okay. It would happen sooner or later. So why not now?” I answer and smile when I realize, while trying to make it sound ironic. I actually mean it. “True, but it is soon, for you at least.” He says, and I look at him and smile. “Many she-wolves are eighteen when they get their first pup. My Mom was young too. So it is okay.” I assure him, and he smiles.

"We're in The Devil's Lair. We've been brought as tributes. You can't make trouble or they might kill you before you even get a chance to see him." "The Devil?" I asked, stunned and suddenly terrified. Nodding again, the girl quickly whispered, "I'm Donna. My parents saved me to offer him. I hope he picks me! If I become his Luna, my parents will get to live in the Alpha House with me and my whole family will benefit. I'm the first Snow White our line has had in generations." A Snow White was a werewolf female with pure white fur: the strongest female, the Alpha female, the most desirable and beautiful mate for wolves to have.

“Do you know my name actually means ‘white as snow'? And my wolf’s name means white too.” “Like Snow White?” Percival asked. “Are you a princess too?” Adalaide asked. “Just like me.” “Well, I don’t exactly fit the description. Hair as black as ebony, was it? Skin as white as snow? Oh, and lips as red as blood….” Nivia said, pouting her lips. “Where my parents met, there was a lot of snow. That's why they named me Nivia.” “If you are Snow White, then Dad is Prince Charming.” Percival said.

Frost stared at her Uncle and then nodded. She admits that she was curious about the story of Snowy. Seeing his cute niece nods at him he smiled and started narrating, "Snowy actually was your mother's pet beast. Your mother, Ligaya had seen its miserable and almost dying appearance in the forest. It was said that humans were responsible for it, and so, Snowy was very wary towards human. It hated humans. It doesn’t want humans to approach it. Only a handful of people could approach it. Your mother saved it and brought it to the Palace. Your mother took a liking to it. Although Snowy is still a bit wary of her. It's just unfortunate that your mother has a water attribute and Snowy has an ice

She could use her help after all. “You don’t remember?” Swift asked with a slightly uncomfortable expression. She fidgeted within her seat, and Shadow didn’t miss this. “You’re already in your forties. What are you shy about? Tell me what happened.” Shadow frowned and said. Indeed, Swift wasn’t as young as she looked. She looked like someone in her mid-twenties, but she was actually in her forties. And she wasn’t the only one. Shadow looked just as young, but she was actually a few years older than Swift!

When he was completely naked, his bones started cracking and he soon stood tall in his huge black wolf with piercing golden eyes. Shift. He mind linked me. I took off my clothes, teasing him slightly, and he let out a warning growl. I smirked while I continued and shifted into my wolf. Snow is completely white and huge. I was about 6 ft. in my wolf form but Alex still towered me by a few inches. His wolf was beautiful, screaming power and the aura he was giving off clearly showed that he is someone not to be messed around with. His wolf's name is Aaron, Snow told me.