Story And White Novels & Stories

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her. "You're right, sis. It is not the end yet."

Damon asked him, while I silently listened to them speak to each other. Azrael blew a breath, taking his head in his hands, pressing at his temples as he said, “You all know a story about the White Moon’s warriors, but few heard of the powerful white witch.” He said, taking a moment to breathe out once again, groaning at whatever thought he had before he continued, “I think we should seek her and ask her to help us.” Hearing that there was a hope, I turned my head and looked at him, asking, “Who is she?”

I ask, my voice hoarse, the fear of letting my hopes rise only to be shattered by disappointment looming over me. "The legend of the white wolf. It continues," she reveals, and my world seems to come to a temporary halt. "The white wolves can sacrifice their lives and burst into energy to protect their pack, but they are favored by the moon goddess. They have two lives. If their destined mate gives up their life for them, they wake up." The revelation sends a surge of emotions through me – a mix of disbelief, hope, and a desperate longing to grasp at any chance to bring Fiona back.

"Shana is the White Wolf the legends have spoken about." Before I could process it all, the reporters were swarming around us, their cameras flashing and microphones thrust in our direction. I looked to Lucas, panic rising in my chest. We were caught in the spotlight, and there was no escaping it now.

After a moment of silence, Que White looked at Caspian, cupped his hands, and said, "Master Montgomery, since Sue White broke the jade talisman and invited you here, she will tell you herself when she comes." This time, alas…" Que White sighed again, and his eyes darkened. "This time, it was an accident. I can only say that the White family is destined to face this disaster. I didn't want Master Montgomery to come because of this. But I didn't expect..." Que White smiled helplessly and continued, "Maybe Sue White and Ancestor have a deep relationship, so she really can't bear it. "Master Montgomery, no matter whether you are willing to take action or not, I will thank you for appearing here

I never saw a white wolf before, I only heard of them from stories that aunt Rose would tell to put me to sleep. "The rarest of us all, the white wolves," her expression would change as she said the words "white wolves," like she had uttered an abomination. "What about the white wolves," I inquired eagerly, disrupting her captivating tale. "They are said to be cursed, fated to overthrow an alpha or destroy the pack most times. White wolves are a bad omen in the history of the Blood moon pack. It is said that your grandfather was a white wolf." She always ended her stories with the sentence about my grandfather.

I was hesitant for a moment as I wasn't sure if I should tell Ji-ho about Star being a white wolf but it was the only way he could give me the info I needed and I trusted him. "I need info on where a white wolf might be, we need their help. This is going to be an all out war, I'm sure you can feel it Ji-ho." I heard him sigh on the other end as if confirming what I already thought. "This is a costly find little witch, this I will need extra funds as I will be trying to find something that only exist through 4 others in this entire world." I knew he could do it, this man had never failed me before.

BLAZE WILLIAMS Mum had been on my neck about when I was returning home. I eventually told her. Imagine my surprise when I saw Marcy waiting for me. It wasn't hard to spot her in their crowd of people. The one person in the crowd who had a strand of her hair dyed white was Marcy. The person who locked eyes with me smiled with her teeth, and waved at me was Marcy. The person I least expected was Marcy and she was right here, pretending this was normal.

And when necessary, I helped. My grandmother had taught me that protecting someone didn’t always mean standing beside them where they could see you. Sometimes protection meant staying hidden. Tonight, however, staying hidden was becoming harder. I sat back in the chair and listened as Fredrick’s voice came through the speaker. The White Wolf was in labor. My eyes dropped to the journal lying open on the table. For a moment, I simply stared at the old handwritten pages. Everything my grandmother had spent years studying was unfolding at the same time.

Clara says, checking herself in the mirror and applying her lipstick. "Who am I dealing with again?" June asks, remembering she hadn't been given a name. "Miles White." Clara replied and June's heart dropped. Whoever didn't know whose name that was, was probably unalike. No way she had gotten herself in this much trouble with the Whites. They were a lineage of endless billionaires and anything they blessed bloomed but what they cursed, withered. But then when she remembered why she was doing all of this, she didn't care if she shot down the president as long as she learned what happened amidst lies and truth for her deceased father's sake and her mother's treatment she was even more willing