The White Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chapter 8 Yvonne’s Pov It took almost four hours for the interrogation to be over. Every Alpha, Councilman and guest who had come to bear witness to the rejection ceremony were all questioned before they were allowed to leave. My father's chief of security had gone through each person's statement personally, crossed checked alibis, checked who left the chamber hall and when, and any one who had been seen near the private wings of the estate before the twins disappeared. In the end, nobody was a suspect.

He was right. Shadow Pack's territory sat deep within mist-covered mountains. Along its cliffs grew a rare herb that only bloomed under a full moon. Its glowing blue roots had powerful healing and calming effects for wolves -an herb nearly impossible to find outside our lands. Inside me, my wolf, Liliane, stirred. "You're no longer the Omega who used to flinch at an Alpha's growl. Go back. If anyone who once hurt you tries again—I'll tear them apart." She was right. I wasn't that weak Omega anymore. I didn't even know how to define my current rank. My Liliane was a Whit Wolf-a rare wolf beyond the pack's rarchy.

While some of the elders have bloodlines potent enough to challenge for the Alpha position and some of their ancestors had even become Alphas in the distant past, they had foregone that privilege to settle for the position directly below Alpha. That had further spilled into the future generations until now that it has simply become tradition. The werewolf civilization was more political than anything else now. As I stared at the news headline, I couldn't help but wish there was a different way. I remembered that the spy I put on her informed me that she had left the country and I couldn't hold back the anger that raged inside me. I wiped my table clean with a swipe, sending everything clatte

She represented everyone who never had a voice. Thus stood the Council of Ten. They did not rule. They guarded. They did not judge—but drew the lines. Lines that had not been redrawn since the world first broke. The new law of the world was not written on paper. It was etched in deeds. In quiet decisions. In new alliances born not from blood or oaths, but from understanding. And Rea... was no longer the girl who once dragged a wounded demon home from the forest's edge. She was the White Rose—burned from light.

"Vincent! If you drive away now, we'll never be husband and wife!" But he left anyway, not looking back. Grace had always loved seeing him in white, so he threw aside the black suit I had sewn for him with my own hands and changed into white. A year later, Vincent returned. By then, my belly was swollen with life, and I was holding onto another man while hosting a baby shower. And the man wore the black suit Vincent had thrown away. Vincent went mad, claiming he was my husband, but no one believed him. ...

I could not help but wonder if the girl who once treated the dress like a precious relic was the same one who just trashed it without a second thought. The noise from the room faded, and I knew it was time to leave. I pulled out my phone and shot a quick text to my private investigator. It was time to find out what Jane was really up to. I walked into my house, numb, and my gaze was immediately drawn to the massive wedding portrait on the living room wall. Jane's smile, once a beacon of joy, then seemed to mock me. I slumped onto the couch, lighting one cigarette after another, waiting for the night to drag on.

“You can’t just say that. I know the rules, okay? I know that the Luna has to stay in the pack house with the Alpha. I know that the Luna has to be a part of the blood blond so she can mind-link with everyone. It’s for safety. It’s for power. It’s for whatever other fucked up reason they have come up with, and there isn’t anything anyone can do to change that.” “But maybe you can.” Doren motions to me. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I glare at him. “Roo, you are the first wolf that I have ever met, that I have ever heard of, that has special abilities outside of an alpha. I haven’t ever heard of there being a white wolf alive in over 3 centuries. Everything about you is an excepti

He left the room. A fierce winter covered the forests with heavy snow-clusters and icicles, and filled ravines to their edges with drifts, so that the whole land seemed a single white plain. Great, sudden storms came, in which men and herds were lost under the pall of snow; roads grew misleading and perilous. A lonely Jaweldur howled in the distance.

It is better to prevent that fr happening. Since I am the only one left in the house, I just read some books from the library. Yeah, you heard that right. Library. Miss Fatima is a bibliophile. My dad wants her to be happy so dad built a libraru inside this house. Miss Fatima said that they bought over a thousand books. "Hmm. What will I read?" I asked myself. At last, I get The Great Gatsby. I remember, when I was still a child, Rhea forces me to read this book instead of reading children's book. She said the children's book are just for brainless who will not succeed in life.

I want to know who was the first person to release that news on the internet] [White Lotus: Dear boss, I'm just an editor, not a hacker, okay? [Little White: Do I have to explain to your boss, about why there is a photo of him meeting his girlfriend on your laptop?] [White Lotus: Little White, asshole] [Little White: Cut the crap. Do me a favor, I won't underestimate you] [White Lotus: really? How? [Little White: You will have priority for the copyright of my novel] [White Lotus: Really? Crazy! I love you. I'd give the rest of my life to serve you, as a thank you!"]