White Hank Fanart Novels & Stories

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…"

"But remember, this isn’t just about Caleb and Kayla. It’s about Stephanie too. She needs to feel safe and supported." Damien looked up at Hank with gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. Hank nodded slowly, lost in thought for a moment, trying to process everything that Damien had shared. But as his gaze shifted around the room, his eyes fell on a picture hanging just above Damien's head on the wall. It was a simple wooden frame, nothing particularly eye-catching about it—until Hank saw the face within it.

Hank said, gesturing me over to his desk behind the counter. The wall above his desk was a giant collage of artwork; a mix of sketches and photos of his work on his customers. I recognized Finn’s tattoos in a few of the photos, and based on what I was seeing in the rest of the art, I knew I had made the right choice in coming here. I held Juniper’s card out to him as he sat down at the desk and shoved my hands in my pockets while I watched him examine it. “Who drew this?” he queried, glancing up at me from the card.

Hank could not help but sigh as he looked at their current situation. It was no wonder why no one took his warning seriously. With such good conditions where food, drinks, and entertainment were readily available and they had shelter from the wind and rain as well as a place for a good night’s sleep, who would be willing to leave? Hank shook his head and was about to exit their live broadcast room when he suddenly saw a wolf leering at the window behind Kaden! ‘Sh*t!’ Hank shuddered in fright, and the fans in Kaden’s live broadcast room were all shocked! A series of comments instantly popped up on the screen as the people who saw it were all overwhelmed.

The cool afternoon breeze swept my curly hair into my face. A group of seniors were playing football nearby. I sat alone, headphones on my ears, staring at the face I had sketched in my sketchbook five years ago. A face I liked to stare at to fuel my anger and hatred for people.

whines a man who looks older than both Gunner and I. “Hush Hank,” scolds the woman sitting next to him “Katerina that is Hank, my cousin.” Though Gunner told me to be careful of him I still mind my manners. “It is nice to meet you Hank.” “Next to you is my mother, Jolene and sitting next to her is her sister, my aunt, Dr. Joy. Next to Hunter and Allison is my gamma Dahlia Stone also known as Hunter’s sister.” “Her wolf is Artemis, the twin to Gunner’s wolf, Apollo,” Hank blurts out and I can tell he is trying to get between me and Gunner. I’ll definitely have to watch out for him.

"The pH in the Commons' new compost is still suboptimal." We laughed. The old rhythms. The comfortable bickering. As the stars began to prick through the deep blue, Hank, who had been silently sketching the darkening headland, spoke up. "Finished it," he said. "Finished what?" Arthur asked. Hank didn't answer. He just opened his worn leather satchel and pulled out a flat, wrapped package. He handed it to me. "For the house."

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

I shoot her a pleading look. "Yes," she says simply, offering no further explanation. God, I love my friends. Ramon narrows his eyes. "They don’t look like your dad’s, Han. Isn’t he into hardcore band t-shirts? I’ve never seen him wear white." It’s true. Hannah’s dad only ever wears black, and here I am in a white t-shirt and light grey sweats. "Ah, you know, his style’s evolving," Hannah says with a nonchalant shrug. "Are you sure they’re not someone else’s?" Ramon presses, clearly onto something.

All they cared about was power and territory. The Alpha of the Solar Eclipse Pack, Alpha Jacob Williams and his Luna Kathy Williams Have been together for a little over 10 years. They have been running and protecting there pack risking their lives for there pack for 5 years. Jacob and his mate Kathy were thrown into the Alpha and Luna positions when Jacob's parents died fighting off rogues that attacked the pack. Jacob being of Alpha blood he was next to run the pack.