Snow White In Descendants Novels & Stories

She crouched beside her, fingers ghosting over her pale skin. “She was bitten by a wendigo.” Ivanka mused, tilting Snow’s head to expose the deep jagged punctures on her neck. “That explains the rot. There’s a poison in their hands that accelerates decay. We have no time to waste.” I pushed down the lump in my throat. “What do you need me to do?” Ivanka started to shake her head, but then she paused and lifted her gaze to me. “What is her name?” My throat tightened again. “Snow.”

he knew that he was losing his mate, but still, the expressions on that girl's face are calm and peaceful. "I am giving the werewolves a new gift... a gift of the white wolf. These wolves will be called direct descendants of mine. They will be twice as capable as other wolves in every aspect, nothing can strain their white coat, and they will be devoid of any ranking. A strong-willed white wolf can even resist the command of royal wolves, they will be the living proof of my existence, and whenever problems will arise in the werewolf world then, my white wolfs will always stand with the royal pack in making the right decisions on time" she glowed so brightly that it became harder and harder f

It was about to begin. As he took his first step out onto the snow, anger rushed through Aurora’s body like a wild fire. The demon had taken everything from her and now he was in her world. Searing heat spread through her veins - more than determination, more than resolve. It was power. Her pupils dilated and her eyes became completely red as the force of generations of Scythian warriors and strigoi rushed through her. She was the chosen one, the first descendant. It was time to fight. She threw back her head, opened her arms, and called upon the ravens of the forest. Immediately hundreds of blackbirds rose from the branches casting a dark shadow out across the field. Aurora watched anxiousl

she said, caressing Snow White. “Snow White’s a female,” I said. Carys looked at me, “and since when do adjectives have a gender?” “Point,” I said and went back to organizing the schedule. She chuckled, “but I must say, the Winter pack is filled with exceptional beauty in its mountains, in its animals and in its men…” She said, checking me out. This time when I looked at her, she didn’t look away rather smiled faintly with a confident allure. She got down from her bed and walked to my table.

Beings of every form filled the space: wolves, humans, merfolk, avian, star-touched, crystal-born from distant galaxies, even beings of pure energy who flickered like living auroras. ‎ ‎At the center, beneath the great oak that now touched the clouds, stood a young woman named Aurora—my great-great-great-great-granddaughter, descendant of all four lines, her hair a cascade of silver and gold, her eyes holding every color of our family: silver, red, blue, green. She was twenty-five, her light not just inherited but earned, tempered by her own trials, her own choices. ‎ ‎She stood on a platform of living light, her hands glowing, her voice carrying not through amplifiers but through the bond t

"Yes Nelika it's me, I thought you wouldn't recognize me. Thanks to the Moon Goddess now we have you shifted in your wolf form. Your father will be very proud of you, you're a descendant of the ancient white wolves Nelika. The rare wolf who can lead the Cold Mountain pack of the North." My ears are ringing and in my heart, I know that this is it. I am finally a she-wolf, the descendant of my father the Alpha of the North. "That is right, Loki is right Nelika. So go on now, run and let the warriors see how the white wolf runs." I look back and see my aunt who's watching my every move. Beta Loki bolted and run now it is my turn to move, so I look down once again as my furry feet move slowly.

Mayra looked at me with a helpless and worried gaze while giving that glass to me. “My mother told me what happened to your birth mother before she died, Maddie. Ava Whitelock wasn’t an ordinary werewolf. She was a white wolf mated with the midnight black wolf. According to our ancient scriptures, the pup born from a white wolf and a midnight black wolf is called a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, no matter the gender of the pup.” She paused and took a deep breath. The liquid was bitter, but I still drank it while listening to her explanation.

"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.

I asked here because it only provided basic information. Gen grinned. "The love story of King Yuan and Queen Snow. No one will not be moved by the two of them because only Queen Snow was able to melt the frozen heart of King Yuan. And everyone witnessed how the king love his queen and no one can match that, especially when their son, King Skylar, Cayden's father, came, they became happier... King Skylar inherited Queen Snow's behavior even though he looks like King Yuan. And now with Cayden, who inherited She looks like Queen Snow because she doesn't have white hair like King Yuan, but her facial features are a bit different, but her personality is inherited from her grandfather." Gen. frown

“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.