White City A Novel Novels & Stories

“That’s probably the simplest way to explain it. Her powers are too strong. Everything surfaced at once and her body temporarily shut itself down.” Zayden looked back at Traci. “You really think that’s all it was?” I nodded my head once. “From everything I’ve read, yes.” My thoughts drifted back to the journals and records I had spent countless hours studying. Most people thought White Wolves were legends. Ancient stories. Fairy tales passed down through generations. Then Traci showed up and proved every single one of those stories was real. “The only account I ever found of a White Wolf being successfully killed involved a silver bullet directly through the heart,” I said as I shook my head

My eyes are fixed on the glowing terminal screen, reading the ancient history of this northern territory. This land was once a lawless wasteland called Podon, ruled by feral rogues. Generations ago, a powerful, ruthless Alpha named Nathan White conquered the native packs, established the elite hockey training camps, and consolidated the entire economy. In fear and respect, they renamed the entire territory White City. And now, his descendant is holding my mate. My chest burns with a violent, primal urge. If Charles White has laid a single finger on Lyra’s skin, I will paint the snow of this city with his blood.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

My father chimed in walking back in with my mother and brothers with way too much food. "Why did you surround yourself in protection if y'all feel the need to protect her?" Stephan asked. "We aren't sure how to do that, it just does it on it's own but y'all are the first ones to look close enough to see it." Jack stated. I turned to their parents, "Tell me what you know about the last white witch." Nikki signed before she spoke, "She was a wonderful leader, she was also mated to an alpha, it was her own brother that took her life along with her guards and her mate, he destroyed everything." "Why would her brother kill them?" Stephan asked before I got the chance to speak. "You see, they were

Elise nodded, lips trembling. “You broke the pattern.” Her mother exhaled. The lines on her face relaxed. No chant. No spell. No final breath to mark the ending. Just stillness. Whitemoon – Outer Quarters, Later That Evening Smoke rose not from war — but from memory. Citizens of Whitemoon emerged from their homes like shadows from stone, blinking into a world that no longer obeyed silence. Old murals faded before their eyes. Songs that once praised the founding council now rang hollow, discordant.

David retorted. How could this person disappear suddenly? David has appointed him for several jobs even after Gloria’s matter. Then why would he suddenly disappear at this moment when David wanted to find out the truth? “I will do it. But sir, something happened in White mansion.” Noah said slowly as he didn’t know how David’s mood was. “What happened?” David asked urgently. “A few days back Mr. White with his wife went to the hospital to see Miss Sarah White. When they reached there, they find a man was trying to inject Miss Sara with some drugs. They shift her to the White mansion instantly.”

Lucifer was perplexed as he glanced at me and went silent for some time before finally speaking. "Why are you looking for Aida White?" he questioned. He explained that since Selena claimed to have returned to Aida White's body, a law student, "if she is employed in the legal field, she will be using the name Aida White rather than Selena Wolf." I asked, "Do you think you will get her back?" and he replied, "I hope so, I don't want to lose her, I love her Lucifer, you know that." I responded, "I know, but you don't have to convince me; you have to convince her," and he agreed.

I swallowed and pulled back, i had questions but i wasn’t sure if this girl could answer it for me. “Ask those questions.” She said and began to draw lines on the snow with her fingers. My eyes widened, could she read my mind too? “Uh-m where am i?” “You’re in the village of the great whites.” she said and made another line close to her feet. “We were an entire village?” I asked again, “Yes, an entire clan of white wolves which lived out in the snow, sacred and protected.” she answered again, twirling her fingers in a circle. “What happened?”

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

“You still got time to change your mind.” I shook my head. “No. I don’t.” He nodded like he already knew I’d say that. Minutes stretched into miles. The city fell away, swallowed by dark roads and towering trees. The deeper we went, the heavier the air felt. Like something was watching. Like the land itself knew what I was. I glanced at him. “Where’s the book?” Elijah exhaled through his nose, then reached into the glove compartment, pulling it out. The Book of the White Wolf.