The White Tiger Book Novels & Stories

He was panting and shaking in fear and coldness. "Hurry! They are near!" Then when he looked ahead, he saw light. Light from the rising sun. The white wolf stopped from running and turned around. When Vince glanced at the misty forest, the vampires were gone. He patted the white wolf fluffy fur and said, "Thanks, beauty!" The white wolf seemed to understand what he meant that it sat down to let Vince get off its back. Upon getting off, he saw a thick fog that covered his savior. Then he also saw the fog carrying the white wolf away.

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.

I managed to get out as I pushed the furry animal off me. That was when I saw it fully. It looked like a cross between a dog and a leopard; the spots on its body and its yellow eyes looking so out of place on it. It barked at me; or should I say roared. The sound loud enough to wake everyone in the mansion. The question now was where it had come from and what it was. I scooped the animal up in my arms, hurrying away from the place before the guards came out to inspect the source of the noise.

said Azareel with a smile, he has a duty to clean the meat of the white wolf. "Kak Tanner said that the White Tiger fangs are useful as a medicinal ingredient," said Nalson when he saw four large canines lying on the ground, the man thought that his brother must really like them. Because it is quite rare and very hard to get. Certainly very happy right ... but what he got was scolding from other blood-blooded brothers.

forward faster and faster. Talia's muscles burned, but she kept running. She had no idea how far she had gone or in what direction, but as her wolf finally entered a clearing, her fur stood up on her neck. On the other side of the clearing stood a sandy-colored wolf with amber eyes on her. His ears perked up, and his head cocked to the side. They just stared at each other for a moment. She had never been this close to another wolf before. He was beautiful. Tia could not take her eyes off him. The wolf watched her a bit longer before turning as if he was going to head back into the trees, only to stop again and look back. Tatiana wobbled slightly on her heavy legs and moved toward the cover

"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.

“No matter what you do, don't let my brother find out what happened between us. I will never forgive you in the same way that I did the rest of you.” “Remember that I am not the same person I was when you gang raped me. I am Violet now, the woman you bow to, the woman capable of resurrecting you, the white witch, as they call me. But let me assure you, they may call me the white witch, but I'm not that kind, so don't get on my nerves.”

Miss you guys. Then I drop the phone again. My hands are shaking slightly. The silence of the large, unfamiliar room hums around me, a waiting silence. I break it first. “So, Isla… what are wolves actually like? Besides possessive and obsessed with titles.” She chuckles, a comforting, rolling sound in my mind. "Depends on the wolves, really. These ones? Traditional. Bound to cultures, customs, rituals, and strict hierarchy. Honestly, they cling to traditions more than any other supernatural creature I know. It's their method of staying grounded and hidden."

“Hello, beautiful! I’m Lunaryn! The last white wolf spirit! Now that I’m here, it’s time to fuck shit up!” I giggled in response. “You’re my kinda girl already!” I could see her in my mind’s eye, wagging her beautiful fluffy white tail. It made me smile. I knew I had a wolf. The forest started calling my name. Literally. “Deeeee!” “Dee?” “She went this way!”

“That’s probably the simplest way to explain it. Her powers are too strong. Everything surfaced at once and her body temporarily shut itself down.” Zayden looked back at Traci. “You really think that’s all it was?” I nodded my head once. “From everything I’ve read, yes.” My thoughts drifted back to the journals and records I had spent countless hours studying. Most people thought White Wolves were legends. Ancient stories. Fairy tales passed down through generations. Then Traci showed up and proved every single one of those stories was real. “The only account I ever found of a White Wolf being successfully killed involved a silver bullet directly through the heart,” I said as I shook my head