The White Tiger Book Novels & Stories

" I looked around and realised that the winds blowing made all the leaves surround me in a circular manner Like they were engulfing me to soothe me The water in the lake looked a lot more blue Like blue lights were being emitted by the water The old man passed me a reassuring smile "She is here son watching you....telling you she is here with you...." I found an unknown courage inside me and got up on my feet "Don't worry Ezra your mate is coming ....you can't die unless your wolf defeats me.....the thunder wolf may have power of thunder but I have power of love.."

She stood outside the big gates with a small backpack hanging from her left shoulder; her elbow arched to keep the balance of her back as she held onto one shoulder strap. When Cindy has narrated her possible scenarios at the very first glance she hadn't mentioned that real mansions so splendid and enormous still existed and would be a part of her 'possible' scenarios. It wasn't supposed to be any form of surprise given the vast name Mr. White himself carried, the house was a little big nothing to his wealth, possessions and even his physique or the businesses and organizations he ran around the world. "Come in." A gruff voice snapped June out of her trance as she realized that the gates had

"Are you okay?" The White Lion helped his friend back to his feet. He provided energy support for Black Tiger to recover. "We must attack him together. It will be very difficult to attack him alone. Are you ready for that tactic?" Black Tiger stood back up. He signaled to the White Lion. "I understand. I am ready." The White Lion exhaled. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate his energy. A stream of pale white energy enveloped his body. As smooth as smoke, the energy slowly formed an elephant ivory-colored armor.

But when he was about to hug Snowy, the white tiger growled at him. "Whoa. Little White, why are you glaring at me? I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again. You're handsome uncle won't leave you again. Promise..." he said coaxing the white tiger while trying to come closer to him but Little White Tiger growled louder at him. Everyone was frozen when a man suddenly rushed to the big white tiger but they were more shocked that the man was Zifan Deguzs. That's the time when they realize that the white tiger in front of them was the legendary white tiger of the Deguzs'!

“The punishment for giving a fatal bite is normally death. Since we need Cindy for breeding, we couldn’t very well kill her. So, we eliminated the problem. We extracted her fangs.” My legs went weak with shock at the news of the evil thing they’d done. I’d already deduced that wolves were the savages of the supernatural world, but I didn’t understand just how terrible they were until then. Even watching her being disemboweled didn’t equal this. At least, then, the wolf was in his animal form. These devils were in their human forms while behaving like animals. I’d seen and heard enough. I may have slept through the onset of this horror scene. I couldn’t change that, but I was awake

Whatever had unleashed that roar was terrifying enough to send even the Windripper Beast fleeing for its life. Moments later, a massive figure emerged slowly from the darkness below. It was a white tiger. Standing nearly seven feet tall, its massive frame dwarfed any ordinary tiger. Its powerful limbs slammed against the dark stone with thunderous force, each step threatening to splinter the staircase beneath it. Its pure white fur seemed to glow softly in the dim yellow light, radiating quiet authority. A thick, flowing mane ran along its back, enhancing its regal presence. On its forehead, a black marking shaped like a crown stood out sharply, exuding dominance. It was the white tiger—one

Branwen POV Run. It's all I can think as those white tiger eyes lock on me. I don't wait for him to pounce, I launch upward, my feet digging into bark, fingers catching on knots as I scramble up the nearest tree like a wildcat being chased by death itself. My heart hammers so loud I swear he can hear it. The White Tiger Lord prowls forward, massive, sleek and deadly. His stripes blend into the fog. His tongue flicks out as his eyes follow me. He circles the base of the trunk, head tilted, tail twitching with savage interest.

Mandy also got an order to arrest the murderer in a month so that they could calm down public opinion. At the same time, in a forest overseas, a white tiger weighing over 500 kg was staring fixedly at a man in black about ten meters before it. He was Tony Lutton. The white tiger seemed to have felt the dangerous air around Tony. It looked like it was about to pounce as it let out an earth-shattering roar. Tony stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile, “You’re unlucky to have run into me, you beast.” Perhaps the white tiger understood him, so it roared and pounced on him, leaping three feet into the air.

AWWWUUUUUUUUU AWWWUUUUUUUUU "Hey, there are way too many of them! It’ll be a hassle if they scatter, so… Can you gather them all in one place?” the white tiger asked the black turtle. “Sure, launch the final attack and don’t drag this out! The Emperor seems to be done over there, so we can’t stay here too long,” replied the black turtle, a suggestion the white tiger agreed to without protest. The black turtle ascended higher into the sky until it reached a sufficient altitude.

Isla on the floor, the snow beneath her was pink with blood. And then, standing tall before her was the huge form of the White Wolf. Bigger, more terrifying. Her claws were coated with pink snow. Before I could step forward to stop her, her claws slashed across Isla's belly and Isla let out a piercing scream. I froze on the spot, my blood ran cold as I felt a chill run down my spine. Even before I could fully react to that, the White Wolf lifted those blooded claws again and with a swift move, she slashed Isla's throat open. Stripes of blood spilled into the snow with the movements of her claw.