Whit Novels & Stories

My long, snow-white hair fluttered in the gentle breeze, a stark contrast to the green of the field around me. I often thought about how Monica, my foster mom had found me. It was a story she had told me countless times, but I never grew tired of hearing it. twenty years ago, Monica had been walking through the woods behind the farm when she heard a faint, pitiful cry. Following the sound, she stumbled upon a basket partially hidden among the undergrowth. Inside was a baby girl with hair as white as the purest snow and eyes that seemed to hold the depth of the sky.

I said to Sienna, finally able to breath properly as she dropped the gun away from Athena’s head. Now, I could only hope Nathan and Marcus got the memo. “Perfect!” Sienna laughed just as Athena’s jaw shook with tears. I ignored the pang in my chest, hoping to get her out of here before she gets hurt. I pressed the tiny button connected to my wrist watch, it was actually a GPS chip which points out your particular location and a message through morse code. I stepped forward to the altar, the priest shaking as he set the wine and stone of purity before him.

“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.”

I asked him, and he shook his head. " No, it isn't. This is the first I have heard," he confessed, and I noted it down in my head. I intended to look into it further. "Willows wolfsbane is grown by spirit wolves. Could the hunter be working for a spirit wolf?" Sylvester suggested. " Maybe the hunter is a spirit wolf" Robert stated. " That is not impossible." Sylvester argued, " Willows wolfsbane can kill spirit wolves too. All except for Samantha. She is sort of immune to it. No spirit wolf would shoot a poisoned dart. It has to be a human hunter." Sylvester suggested.

The ugly sound of slowly cracking glass was enough inspiration for him to make a hasty exit. "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" shouted whitebeard in utter horrification. Zach used the diversion to make a quiet escape. He tiptoed his way to the exit. But he can't fight the urge to look back and check on Selena. He had to look back, and he did.

"Are you referring to the lotus skincare products? I'd heard of them, but I had no idea they could do this." "They're good, but they won't make your hair white. Mine just happened to turn this way, and you look fine the way you are." “Thank you.”

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