Novel & Cerita The White Death Book

She looks at me, shaking her head. I turned to Scott then at her, it turns out she had water in her mouth. “Why are you shaking your head?” I asked her “I'm sorry, but all knowledge, information or even archived books or articles about White wolves have been wiped out and destroyed.” I felt like I heard wrong. “It was wiped out by a wolf pack a hundred years ago.” I can't believe what I'm hearing right now.

There was an illistrated image there that looked like my wolf and then an article that followed after. "I don't know how to tell you this, but stark white wolves are extremely rare. Possessing a White Wolf is basically like being true Alpha Royalty. It's abnormal to have wolves of solid colors. A white one signifies not only pure blood but also primarily some unique special abilities. White wolves are like.. elders of our culture, stronger than the others but Reya in particuar. Well Wolves are given to us at a specific age. When we die, our wolves are passed along to another through the grace of the Goddess. Anyway I'll let you read it for yourself." Kaine said as he passed the book around i

"She's fond of you, too! She wore herself out with all that healing but I knew better than to tell her to stop! These attacks are puzzling. They're coming out of nowhere and random. But they targeted Ian.. purposely! Whoever is paying them, wanted him dead! I don't like it!" Ariella speaks to Aves, Aves my mate. Jason needs to read the book he will find what he needs to know Aves tells me what Ariella said. I reach for the book. I am rereading a particular chapter, when Ariana stirs and Jeremy says we're five minutes out. She is just gorgeous. She whispers "I had a dream. At least, I think it was a dream. But it felt real! If it was real. I am the only white wolf alive. Usually, there would

“But first, we must ensure Marcus does not destroy your mother’s legacy.” In Switzerland, a far greater secret awaited them. Not just about the death of Sofia White, but about what she was truly carrying in that car that night a secret capable of shaking the very foundations of the world. END OF CHAPTER 86..

I slumped in the chair and stalked the movement of his hands with my half-mast gaze. "Destroying what should have been destroyed years ago." With those whispered words, he brought the dancing flame to the cover of the book. Flames licked around the edges, blackening the pages until they withered and became a pale white. The ashes trickled down like the beginning of snow on a blistering winter night. Snow. Such a pure element to think of under such circumstances. Snow resembled a blank slate, new beginnings. Maybe this could have been what this was if I had burned the damn book the moment it landed in my possession.

Alpha White was in so much grief that he couldn't communicate with anyone, all he could do was to continuously howl into the night sky. The werewolf at the outskirts of the vampire's territory knew what Alpha White grief call meant, it was a call for them to withdraw and come back home. Silas had died and they could no longer save him. Alpha white knew he died deep in the vampires territory and that was why his werewolves could not get to him, but 100 werewolves against more than 9,000 vampires originals was not a fair fight at all. They stood no chance against them in retrieving his body. He was only going to be sending them to their death if he insisted on them retrieving his body.

"I love you" The white light stretching in front of him as it hits him. To know nothing after it . Everything goes dark, as he feels his consciousness fading. His body burns with the current, thrashing to only silent down . Staring at the full moon above with his moist eyes going still, he finally submits to darkness that laid the foundation of the rise of the one only know in books. It was indeed. "The begining of the death wolf" ........ Book 1 End. Book 2 titled : The Rise of death

“Shh… It’s okay, granny. It’s okay. I’m sorry that scared you.” ~ Meanwhile, Heidi paces the living room while biting subconsciously at her nails. She scrolls through the internet, searching for anything that could help, since she doesn’t have a number to call. One of the news headlines catches her attention, so she accesses the link and peruses the article. (It’s Black Saturday today, as an explosion claims the lives of White Group’s Chairman, Griffin White, and his husband, Tad White, at the White Braevalle Mansion in the early hours of December twenty-eight.

I shivered. "What is a Hybrid Corpse Seeker," Rai asked fearfully. I jumped off my bed and asked him what he did with my book collection. He pointed to the closet and I headed inside of it searching for a very old grimoire. When I found the human skin bound book I carried it to him and sat on the mattress as I flipped through the delicate pages. Once I found what I was looking for I opened it wide and read the information out loud. Hybrid Corpse Seeker

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."