Warriors Cats Whitestorm Novels & Stories

Lorn said, “I hope so.” Picking the phone up, he said hello. Not surprised by who was on the other end. After the angel had shown up on his land, Lorn could not shake the feeling that something else was coming and all of it was leading to something big. What he didn’t know, and it scared him a little. Sitting down in his chair, he listened to Alpha Mark fill him in on everything. He did wonder why it was Mark and not Nathan, but not for long, because he heard something that snapped him back to what Mark was saying. “Did you say white wolves?” He asked in amazement. When Mark affirmed that he said white wolves, Lorn gasped, “No effing way. They were supposed to be extinct. You said Katia sent

I ignored his questions and continued. "According to him, he's starting with Ember Moon before he goes on to other packs of this region. And that's why I've called each of you here because this war doesn't belong to Ember Moon alone. If they win here, what are the odds that they won't win against any of you?” “This story of yours is hard to believe," the hairy alpha spoke. I turned to him, wearing an ‘I’m-not-familiar’ look on my face. "I'm sorry, we're supposed to have introduced ourselves," I said without a smile. “I'm Aries, otherwise known as the White Wolf. And you are?”

Especially when you have a shifter running through your back yard who decides to change back into human form and check things out. But now everything was changing. The whole game plan. Because now he wanted the book and Jamie. He closed his eyes for a moment and he was back in that house naked and aroused. Jamie dozed in the chair, the book open on her lap, Mischief curled up on her lap. He'd waited to see if the cat would react, but black cats liked shifters and she was apparently no exception. He was torn between the rampant need for sex and the equally strong desire to get a look at that book.

Smiling at Pasha, I returned to my bag, deciding to check whether it was closed correctly and my eyes accidentally fell on Bars. Here is the gray cardinal in our team. He was always silent, did not get into our disputes, and, if you think about it, with the same Kitty it was at least clear what kind of weapon she owned. About Leopard, besides the fact that he is a snowy and a female, I did not know anything. I didn’t even feel if he had a permanent sexual partner. Noticing that I was looking at him, Bars just chuckled and turned away.

The decisive stance of the arm, the body wearing armor and the inherent cold face make Amity like an extremely brave warrior. Elias explained to Lily: “Only purebred ancient werewolves have the power to absorb nature to form their own power. There are many different breeds of purebred wolves, each of which will also absorb nature differently. Amity is a wolf that absorbs the light reflected from the moon and the sun.” "And you?" Lily turned to Elias and asked. Elias smirked and replied, "You guessed it." "I can bear it." "That's right, you're a human. How can you understand?"

With their men's hiding in the White Wolf lair, the access of information was very easy. "One White Wolf's soldiers group consisted of five members. 3 boys, 1 girls and 1 gay." Jason caught Alexander attention as he raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were sparkling with amusement at what he heard. This news was very rare to be heard of among the White Wolf's Clan.

:-D According to the previous chapter. The shades of joy I mentioned. White means we take joy in good things e.g. in love, in kindness, etc. For some black deeds act as fuel of joy. They take pleasure in doing bad to someone and same was the case with Minahil. She was relating her pleasure to Abraham losing the game. And for most the fuel to Joy is grey. Grey is a border line between white and black. A person faces different situations. Sometimes we take pleasure after revenge and sometimes we take pleasure in forgiveness. (;

I’m standing in front of the alpha house, the warriors lined up waiting for their orders. The Clear Waters pack had suffered greatly from the attack; casualties and too many deaths…the warriors have taken it personally. Their alpha has been taken on top of their once peaceful pack being ripped apart. War had finally come knocking on their door and it didn’t hold back. They were ready to avenge those that had fallen. I witnessed the shift in them myself; gone was the pack-wide acquiescent mood…always searching for a peaceful outcome…they were angry now. They wanted blood. They wanted to take down the White Moon pack once and for all.

She knew she had a liking for her new nanny. “Tomorrow, an hour max.” he finally agreed, his voice nearly groaning. He was displeased and worried while June and Kiah were excited like youngsters on their way to the ice cream van. June missed feeling alive like a child, Kiah wanted to explore her childhood. Just then White’s phone lit up with a small message, his facials hardened the moment he read it before turning to June. “Did you touch anything in my office?” he inquired and all June could hear suddenly was her thrashing heartbeat while she tried to remain calm on the surface.

White walls, white floor, white so pure it hurt to look at. Now it glowed grey on the horizon. Like our old crater, but bigger. "Kovac beat us to activating it," Caelum said in my head. His white wolf was huge, scarred, but fast. White fur turning grey at the tips from running so hard. "I can feel it. Altar 2 is awake. It's calling Whites." "Elara?" I gasped, still clinging to Kai's black fur. Kai was breathing hard but steady under me. Alpha stamina.