The White Novel Novels & Stories

I had to get to the bottom of this. “White Wolf, Alpha? Is it possible that it was the white wolf?’ I remember the tales that go on about the last white wolf and the special gift she has. Is that wolf even real? Or just a part of those fables. I sighed, knowing I wasn’t getting anywhere like this. I needed some time alone to think. “Thank you Jacob, you may leave now,” I dismissed him.

"Everyone knows the Rivera girl is a rare white wolf. Her pups will be top-tier Alphas, every single one. Whoever mates her becomes the future Alpha King." "And look at her—the Moon Goddess must've carved her by hand." "A wolf like that, blood like that, Is Damian insane?" "Poor Rivera girl. Her own mate doesn't even want her." The whispers circled. Everyone was certain I'd name Damian—they'd all seen how badly I'd fallen for him. In my last life, I worshiped Damian as my savior. White wolves are rare, which means my life was never peaceful. I got snatched by rogues once.

His wife, Iliana Granger, was Adrian's bitch of a mother, so we knew now that it was our little white Dove that we were on our way to claim. The name white dove had come from my mother, Nina. She said her coos always reminded her of a dove, and her soft white hair was as white as snow, and since then, the name White Dove had stuck. My mother was more of a mum to the five Vassilev children, and it broke her when Vi was taken, she felt like her own daughter had been taken from her. Their mother didn’t give a shit about the family; she just wanted the money and the lifestyle that came with being a part of the mafia. She had never been much of a mother to her children, and she was so jealous whe

I told him the truth and started chopping the veggies. ''Which book did you read about white wolves?" he asked me. "The legend of the white wolf and the curse on the moon goddess. Although I have not completed it, I did read a few pages in which it is clearly written that white wolves are extinct," I explained, and he nodded.

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE: - DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1 & 2 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

“Do not think of it in such common terms, June,” he whispered, his voice smooth as silk but heavy as lead. “You are looking at this through the lens of human morality, but we are wolves. We are creatures of destiny and design.”He stepped even closer, his heat radiating through my thin, silver dress, a cruel contrast to the damp stone wall at my back.

"This dress is a one-of-a-kind Itania creation, the handcrafting alone cost thirty thousand dollars. I never meant to flaunt, but what can I do when I'm married to the wealthiest man around?" She feigned a look of concern, yet her eyes sparkled with triumph. The relatives gasped in awe, while a few young girls, green with envy, reached out to touch the gown, only to be deftly sidestepped by Betty. From the doorway, I let out a soft laugh. Three years ago, when I first laid eyes on Joseph, he was a man battered by life and plagued by illness. He once caught me performing a mystical ritual and became convinced I possessed magic. He begged me to heal him.

I walk upstairs and face-plant my body face forward on the bed. Alora – the Unknown person in Alexi's dream: Hello Alexi, it is time I tell you our history. It was centuries ago, maybe even millennia ago. Packs, clans, etc. Had been fighting each other to the point of extinction. The moon goddess created a "White Wolf." The White Wolf will be born when it is needed. Besides being a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, she will be of royal blood. The birthmark of a crown will also be on her.