White Master Novels & Stories

His tone was matter-of-fact, like he was stating a self-evident law of geometry. The light in Mira's eyes died, inch by inch. A moment later, she started to laugh, quietly at first, then more and more unnervingly. "Hahaha... the one who stopped me turned out to be you... And I risked everything to buy that False Moon from the dealers... hahaha... And serve me right for dreaming! Vera's a White Wolf and your destined mate. Of course you still can't forget her!" Mira's laughter grew more and more unhinged.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

Zoila Yellow, as a Master, became the protector of the White family, which showed how much the White family trusted him. There might be some stories, but since the other party did not say it, he was not curious about it.

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.

Through the receiver, the clear female voice was both cold and heartless. White Ben was momentarily stunned, and then felt deeply unworthy for Seventh Master. Seventh master has never been so devoted to any girl before. But now when Mary Kinson needs to do something for William, he gets this answer. White Ben couldn't bear it. He clenched his fists tightly and, regardless of what William had told him, pulled his throat and shouted, "Mary Kinson! Are you a woman with a heart

I argued that we can't leave her like this, at least not without understanding the urgency. Frustrated, I conceded, "Fine, we'll leave. But what's so special about the White Wizard that's making you panic anyway?" The witch's revelation sent a chill down my spine. "The White Wizard is my master; he taught me everything I know."

Mason sneered as he looked at Xander like he was a fool. "A martial artist who has reached the realm of Supreme Master? Seriously?" Mister White's jaw dropped. As a martial artist, he knew how powerful a Supreme Master could be and how rare they could be in Springfield City regardless of age. Even in the older generation, Supreme Masters only existed in some of the most powerful Families.

They turned the page, and the next title stood out clearly in bold gold lettering: White Witches Rhea leaned in as she read the text aloud: 'The White witches, blessed with divine light and ancient purity, were known to be the most powerful and revered of mystical beings. Their magic stemmed from nature, balance, and the will of the gods. They were healers, protectors, seers, and guides harboring no desire for domination, only harmony.' 'The most celebrated among them was Queen Madora of Sylvaria… Rhea’s voice trailed off. Her eyes lingered on the name. 'Queen Madora… Sylvaria…'

There are seven masters in this city,I will say according to the ranking: Master George Stephen's father comes first,so I understand his fear. Master Henry came second, so they had a close relationship. I came third Master Felix came third fourth. Master Max fifth. Master Tony came sixth. I hate master Tony. He is the brother of the man who killed my family and ruined my life because my father ranked first. I slaughtered his brother's family and we had never had any contact since then except for the master's meetings. Master Williams came last ,he took over from his late father two years ago and had been struggling to pay off the debts of his father which had accumulated.

He was handsome in every way June could have ever imagined and those black eyes of his, gazed at her thoughtfully and it was at this that June noticed she was still staring at the man that she looked away and pretended she was cleaning the bar her mind still wandering on the man. She felt like she had known him or she had seen him. “Mr. White! You came!” the woman, now revealed Clara exclaimed and June immediately knew where she knew him. Of course the best celebrity tycoon. Miles White. Flawless and spotless plus daringly handsome, more than the magazines had portrayed.