White City A Novel Novels & Stories

‘Fine, I am giving you another chance, but before killing Caleb, get rid of her mate, she needs to die first otherwise, she will keep causing troubles for us’ three witched looked at each other in horror, he was asking for something impossible for them, was he testing them? ‘But Master, we told you that she can absorb our magic, it is beyond our capability to kill her with magic, do you want us to poison her or kill by physical weapon?’ Cecilia took up the charge and asked like the deal was in process. ‘She is white wolf; it won’t be easy for you guys to kill her. Not even by poison or any weapon, you have to find the way to kill her, and I am sure you will find it’ the man only needed the r

Whitey was back to her usual routine—classes by day, radio station by night. However, she had a luxury she did not have previously. A private car service, ensuring her safety was never in question. Doniel's lips were sealed, not breathing a word of her injury to anyone. Except for Matheo, who had somehow stumbled upon the secret. That night, after her radio gig, Whitey stepped out expecting to see the familiar pink sports car tucked away in its usual spot. However, it was nowhere in sight.

Chapter 77 Ciara's POV Two weeks later…. “It's so big and beautiful. I never knew white wolves existed anymore,” someone said in the distance as I stood there observing everything. In truth the white wolf was gorgeous. It had no spots or speckles of any kind. Pure white fur was it's coat and it glowed even during the day. Was that even possible? And yet it was happening right before my eyes. If only I had a wolf that beautiful…. “Darling, Ciara wake up it's time for breakfast.”

I step off the curb without looking. The air pressure changes. The horn is so loud it goes through my whole chest. I look up. White light. Massive. Close. My body tries to move. My ankle gives out. I go down hard on the wet asphalt. The light is everything. I think: *This isn't how it ends.* Then it does. --- White ceiling. That's the first thing. Not a hospital white. Not that flat, dead color. This is a warm white. Expensive. The kind of ceiling that costs more per square foot than my monthly grocery budget.

The Rat in the Corner The rest of the night after the Global Gala brought no peace to anyone, especially not at the White family residence. Inside his lavish yet now suffocating study, Silas White was in a rage. He hurled a porcelain vase worth thousands of pounds against the wall, his breathing ragged like a wounded bull. “How is this possible?! How could that bitch have all those records?!” Silas roared at Victoria, who could only sob uncontrollably on the sofa.

He asked. She stared back at him, confused. Wasn’t that reason enough? Why was he staring at her like he was amazed? “Today, I will tell you a secret,” he said, his gaze hardening, making her anxious. Rising to his feet, Mr. White walked over and leaned against the edge of the table beside her. “I was born with a dead wolf.” Elsa’s mouth parted, her eyes widening in utter shock. Mr. White? The alumnus rumored to have single-handedly beaten the strongest wolf in his set… had a dead wolf?

she shrugged not sure of what she’d suggested. Mr White immediately stopped crying, a smirk spread on his lips, he immediately stood up , walked to his home library, he picked one of his book, Selene and Pippa looked at each other with confusion. He turned with the book, he quickly flipped the pages, one by one, then he instantly stopped on one page. He lifted his face, something flickered in his eyes, satisfaction, he’d finally found a way how to get rid of Dave. “This is the book of laws..” he raised it for them to see.

It is such a snowy day like every other day in the Northern state of Zeresein but it is particularly snowy in the glamorous village of whitstone. In this glamorous village, a beautiful young girl lives within it. A girl sixteen years of age, average height, and fit figure. The most incredible thing about this girl is her long flowing white hair. Her hair is as clear as the snow and as bright as the sun. "I would love to eat some of your amazing pottage please" Amber, the girl with the magnificent white hair said talking to her mother who was sewing a dress.

he points out. “I investigated this White Wolf. She always comes in without a scent, but when leaving, she takes a trail of yours with her. You are not really mindful, man.” Damn! I forgot my Beta is one hell of a smart guy too. I shut up to hear what else he knows. I have expressly forbidden anyone to investigate her. No one is allowed to follow her or track where she is going. I trust Drina and wait for her to tell me what's going on with her family.

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.