The White Tiger Novel Summary Novels & Stories

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

With one jump, the White Wolf is in the Alpha King's apartment. Some of the Border Patrol warriors saw her running towards the packhouse, but could only watch in distress as she disappeared into the pack's garden. Shaking their heads, they turned and continued on their way, determined to talk to Beta Jace about this matter again.

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.

Where did he go? No normal wolf was that fast!! I stopped and looked around Not even a single movement could be heard. There was pindrop silence Just like the deafening silence before an upcoming storm. Then I heard heavy steps coming towards me and next I knew I was pushed to the ground by something big. I opened my eyes to see a big white wolf howering over me with baby blue eyes. His eyes were focussed at me and his nose flared in anger. I knew these eyes . The white fur and the royal black mark on his forehead gave away his identity

I told him and he grew a little tense as he saw some worry etched on my face. "What is wrong?" He asked in worry. "I have a past. A past that follows me. You know since I'm the white wolf, some people know about the gift that I possess." And with that I explained to him everything; how they wanted my gift and that they could have it only if they killed me.

She kicked the semi, and a white tiger leapt out from the compartment and ran to her side while growling at Frank and the others! "Watch out, Mr. Frankton!" Faust exclaimed. "That's the signature move of White Tiger Hall—it may look no different from any other tiger, but it would swell up in size, and its fur is impenetrable. Don't underestimate it!" "Some form of vigor technique?" Frank muttered, seeing through the principle in an instant. "You could say that." The woman shrugged. "But there's nothing cute about White Tiger Hall's vigor techniques. You'll just have to beat it with sheer power if you want to win!"

Astrid turns to behold Blaze's other form, Lucian the Tiger. The white tiger, with his alabaster fur adorned by black stripes and striking blue eyes, commanded awe and reverence. His towering presence, standing at a staggering shoulder height of 9 feet (274.32 cm), marked him as an apex predator of unparalleled might. In the moonlight, its ghostly white coat blended seamlessly with the surrounding darkness, giving him an elusive and enigmatic aura. The piercing blue eyes seemed to radiate an otherworldly intelligence, evoking an uncanny sense of foreboding. Surprisingly, Astrid found herself unafraid in the presence of this majestic creature.

Then he turned his attention to Ian. She heard her own screams as if they came from outside of her, from a long way away. By the time Trevor turned to her, drenched in the blood of the two men she loved most, he’d shifted to a half-tiger form and wore a smile. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction and lust. “Cage her. Keep her for me,” he ordered the four tigers who held her.

he says gratefully. “ There's no need for thanks. We are family,” I reply. “ Hmm, you're right. We are family!” We laugh and continue with our tasks. I ask my eldest brother to put the snake in his basket. He just glances at me but doesn't question my intention. We're heading back when I notice a cave in my peripheral vision. I enter the cave and see a dying white tiger, covered in blood and with bite marks—probably from wolves. It weakly growls at me, trying to intimidate me. I realize that the white tiger is pregnant and about to give birth, but because of its injuries, it didn't make it. I immediately cut open the tiger's belly and take out the tiny cub.

With a strange roar, a white tiger with wings leaped up and closely followed behind the beautiful youth. Unfortunately, one of its wings was injured, so it couldn't fly high at all. Moreover, the suction in the sky seemed to only attract outsiders, aboriginals could not feel it at all. The tiger was about to fall, just like the other Surviving Species of the Untainted Land, to die in the volcano below. "Haha, you've been hunting me down for half a year. Forget it, why don't I take you today?" The young man in yellow robe soaring in the sky had an idea. He tied a white rope around the wings of the white tiger and pulled it towards the crevice in the sky!