White Bird Book Novels & Stories

Vivian conceded, her tone a blend of relenting and caution. "Thank you so much, young lady. You are such a lifesaver," he expressed his gratitude, and a grateful smile adorned Vivian's face. "So, what's the name of the book you are looking for?" Vivian inquired, curiosity coloring her voice. "The White Death," he revealed, and Vivian's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the title. "What kind of book is that?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. "Supernatural," he replied, his gaze intensifying as he locked eyes with her.

His lips pull at the corner, showing a small, crooked smile" “You also love to read…and eat.” He chuckles. “I don’t know where you get them, but you are always coming out here with a new dessert, sharing with the deer as you read. You read everything from Hemmingway to Morrison, to Roberts. Always something though, a book ready at your command. I see it Roo, all of that and so much more.” I take a moment to let every word he’s spoken seep into my bones. He’s watched me. He knows I’m a white wolf, but he hasn’t told anyone, including his brother.

A hoarse whistling was heard as it approached his direction. “The sound means a call to the cygnets. Will I call her?” His thoughts shifted to Marie as he reflected on what the mute swan, the national bird in their country did. Images of his mom and dad were replaced as they asked him to break up with Marie. It was past 4 and the clouds were beginning to gather obviously revealing that rain would come. For the first time in his life, he did close his eyes and prayed.

His eyes squinted at the mere thought of Raze’s involvement in that kind of action. Because of its beauty and rarity, a lot of people are spending millions and thousands of their money just to have white crows as their pet. “No. I am stealing those kinds of birds and releasing them in the wild after being taken care of by ENVO,” Raze defended. As usual, Saint asked a lot of questions about how Raze rescued birds and other wildlife animals from the people who kept them away from their natural habitat. Three in the afternoon. The school bell rang right after Silas and Jet stepped their foot in the school ground. They’re just right in time to see the schoolchildren and the future of Red Woods.

I looked like a monster, a ghost rising from the grave. My inner wolf didn't whine or cry for our lost family. She paced in the shadows of my mind, baring her fangs, her fur glowing white with a dangerous, lethal aura. The weak, submissive Omega named Aisha died tonight in this dirt. Turning my back on the graves, I walked away from the Blue Wing pack house and slipped into the shadows of the unknown world. I was leaving now. But I would return. And when I did, I wouldn't be hiding my white fur anymore. I would be their worst nightmare.

Page by page. the book disappeared. The woman gasped. "The White Book..." "It's gone." The First Reader quietly shook his head. "No." "It has become something greater." The glowing particles gathered around Adrian's right hand. Slowly... they transformed into a simple white feather. No cover. No pages. No ink. Only a feather. Elias looked at it and whispered, "So the Book has finally chosen its final form." Adrian held the feather carefully. It felt almost weightless. Yet memories flooded through his mind.

Nicolas and his beta were each frowning while he looked at something on his computer at Nicolas's desk. Alexi walked over to Nicolas and stood behind him, asking if it was okay for her to look over his shoulder. Seeing the email in front of her, Alexi gasped in horror. King William's Castle dropped several bombs on a small pack. They killed nearly everyone in the pack. Alexia started crying for the poor wolves that died, and the wolves that survived without their loved ones and the pain they were going through. Alexia wondered if they should emulate the King's attack on the pack he had just done and do the same with the Castle. Alexia will not want his village bombed should there be any inno

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

"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.

The girls seemed to notice something was off, but they were too busy clinging to us to mention it. That night, Zane and I cuddled a child apiece as I read. Despite, my recent purchases, they wanted the familiarity of their favorite, even though it was a sad moment in the story. “But one evening, when the artificial bird was singing its best, and when the Emperor lay in bed listening to it, something inside the bird said “Whiz!” Something cracked. “Whirr!” All the wheels ran around, and then the music stopped. The Emperor immediately sprang out of bed, and caused his Body Physician to be called; but what could he do?