The White Company Novel Novels & Stories

I make certain I sit there next to him, so if he wakes up, he knows I love him and would not leave him. It is late afternoon, and it is time to head to King William Castle, I wait until the sun was just going down. I grab the Archers and soldiers and have a soldier carry our gear. I have us all dressed in black with black masks. I teleport all of us to right outside the Vampire King's castle. I get them positioned in the trees facing the king's balcony. Then we wait. We were there an hour or two, and then a figure in a dark robe came out, I had the Archers ready to shoot and as soon as the person turned around, I Mind-Linked FIRE! The arrows hit their mark, but my mouth dropped open, and I c

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Books lay open across the desk, and papers covered almost every available surface. I reached for another old book that had been tucked away at the very back of one of the shelves. Unlike the others, it was noticeably thinner, its leather cover faded with age. As I brushed away the dust that had settled over it, three words slowly came into view. The White Wolves. My heartbeat quickened as I stared at the title for a brief moment before opening the book without wasting another second. “Finally.” The first few pages were filled with handwritten accounts describing the White Wolves as though they had truly existed.

However, it was much different from before, as he looked so severe when he met the people inside. Eleven White is a patented territory for the White Moon Pack. The building has ninety-seven floors and is used as the official government building of the White Moon Pack to organise all matters related to their pack. After asking everyone to gather in the main hall, Easton, standing parallel to me from the start, looked at everyone flatly. "As you all know, if this woman beside me is my eye." Easton's eyes seemed to sweep across the room, looking one by one at the people working in his pack.

Each wolf present in the warehouse had gotten kicked out of their packs or were survivors from rogue attacks with nowhere to go. Sienna had used that to her advantage; reassuring the wolves of a territory of their own and revenge on those who did nothing to help them. The wolves were encouraged by this, determined to carry out whatever plan their helper brings forward which unknown to them was a plan of pure greed and selfishness. A phone rang out in the warehouse, causing the man moving among the training wolves pause his steps. “Keep training, I would be back” he barked out as he removed his phone from his pocket.

Their relationship doesn't begin well, but with time, it all returns to normal, to her perfectly happy life. Happiness, however, does not last forever. ***** Welcome to an action-packed, adventure-filled world of high school drama. In a world filled with Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and other supernatural beings. Take a trip with Josette down a path filled with laughs and tears, sacrifices and betrayals, love and hate. Discover The White Wolf's Sacrifice by reading my book.

I cringed, not wanting to have the answer confirmed. “Someone broadcast that a white wolf was coming to Quantico.” “They were here to kill me?” “Kidnap. The white wolf brings power and success to a pack.” “Oh my God. They are so stupid.” “Esmerelda.” Now, Ghost’s voice was as grave as my father’s. “The lore of the white wolf is significant. Last night proved you are in great danger. Your father is furious that a battle has occurred so quickly. It shook him, and he couldn’t protect you.”

White said, his voice hoarse but resolute. “I don’t know who they were. They threatened me to hand over my pharmaceutical company within one month.” The words came out slowly, but they hit me like a tidal wave. My mind struggled to process them, to understand the depth of the danger that had been lurking around us all along. “I refused, of course,” Mr. White continued, a glimmer of pride in his eyes despite his weakened state. “My company has always been about developing medicines that benefit human health, not creating weapons of destruction.”

White had selected to name for the new CEO, yet they sat silently, waiting for the man to break the news himself. Ever since that fateful day when Mr. White had taken it upon himself to identify the ideal candidate for the position, someone who would not betray the company’s trust as Hunter Brown had, the anticipation had grown. Someone who does not backstab them like Hunter did, much to everyone’s shock and dismay. They all know it is only Mr. White who can find such an honest and reliable person since he has been in his role since the start of the company and thinks about its welfare more than anyone.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.