White Night Fury Name Novels & Stories

An obvious shock could be seen in Azrael's eyes the moment the name left Ernord's mouth -The White fur- The name which was rumored to be addressed of the legendary wolf, fur as white as snow and strength beyond striking measures. He was the rearest amongst all wolf kind and possibly a very powerful one according to the tales they had heard. "Can you fight?" Azrael asked seeing as the man could be of a little use. "Yes, yes I can" Ernord replied with heist. "Alright, fight him" Azrael gestured towards one of the men who stood behind him.

The adrenaline crash was a physical plummet. Out on the ice, bathed in the blinding white light of my Lycan form, I had been an untouchable god. I had brought an entire standard pack to its knees and broken the Alpha who had tormented me for years. But as the heavy iron gates of the Northern Shadows fortress slammed shut behind us, locking out the howling blizzard, the brutal reality of my new life crashed down on my shoulders. I was no longer a floor scrubber hiding in the shadows. I was the White Wolf. I was the Luna. And by claiming that title, I had just painted a massive, glowing target on my back.

he said, looking at his father. “That’s her middle name,” he replied. “Doesn’t that mean light, too?” Darcy asked, and we all kept quiet. “What does that mean?” Luna Grace asked. “She is a white wolf,” Damien said. “White wolf, like Lux?” she asked, surprised. “Yes,” he replied. “A white wolf appearing after so many years, that can only mean something bad is about to befall us all,” Alpha Blake said, and I breathed out.

Then she sat upright immediately. “But why didn't he have an introduction?” “A name you mean.” “Those are their names? I thought that was just their description. Like, what they're made up of. Because I somehow got that aura from them before they spoke the words.” “They're named based on what they do. Fury comes up when I'm so angry and kill mode has been activated. Fierce comes up when I'm ready to do something that takes bravery, guts and determination. It's that confident and extremely powerful part of me.”

Evelyn smirked, “No one knows right. My father made sure the name of the pack remains hidden for his own reasons. But am sure he would not have believed at that time, how the same name will be misused. We can very well, thank the High-Council for that.” “What are you trying to imply?” asked Alpha Blake. Evelyn looked at him directly in the eye, "The name of the pack that was destroyed all those years ago was NIGHT-FURY. That pack was not in Europe, but a few hundreds of miles from here. We-“ She spread her arms, emphasizing the four men around her,”- are the remaining survivors of that pack."

He felt death close at hand, its breath cool upon his neck. But as the moon pulsed, faint yet steady, his body convulsed with a pain deeper than wounds, a breaking that came from within. His bones shifted, not as before, but sharper, harsher, until his wolf emerged not in darkness but in white streaked with silver fire. His eyes glowed violet, not with rage but with clarity, and when he lifted his head, the howl that tore from him silenced the night itself. He was no longer Fenric of the Pack. He was Fenric of the Broken Moon. The Legendary Fenric of the Broken Moon.

She wasn’t ready nor didn’t she want her. “Ahhh!” Amaia shouted as the veins on her neck are now visible, she was in a part-shift wolf. She was fighting her for an hour until the Light of the Moon in the sky becomes blue and red. A thunder of lightning bombarded the whole city of humans and the parts of the Werewolves, making them wonder and afraid. For the werewolves, it is a sign of Revenge, Full of Enrage and Death. They started to feel the goosebumps as the Moon letting the incoming Chaos come to them. As the long thunder and lightning were gone together the painful scream of Amaia. There she falls on the ground with her new appearance and her spirit wolf having a white wolf form.

Logon doesn’t know any magic but is the most powerful among the four of Raf’s beasts. Damon is the name of Rafael’s vampire. Damon is the 2nd strongest after Logon. Alvin is the name of Rafael’s male fairy. He knows magic tricks. Jasper is the name of Rafael’s wizard. Jasper is a master of casting spells. Ekansh Phoenix Blackthorn (deceased) Age 25, twenty minutes younger than Rafael. Phoenix was part of TAK (Three Assassin Blackthorns). Before his death, Phoenix served as the Royal Beta of the Blackthorn Clan. He possessed the power of healing and the water element.

Honestly, it was a hilarious situation, but I was not going to let these to know this. “Oh, for fucks sake. The giant ass white tiger is Phantom, the equally giant black panther and jaguar are Jaeyde and Topaz. The freakishly large black wolf is Obsidian while the other wolf that we can only describe as a burning flame is Eymbyr. You two are so fucking terrible at explaining shit.” Chris told us. "And your point? This is why we keep you around. Plus, you like explaining shit." Mykynzye snarked.

I was able to hang with her and her best friend, Lyla, whom I adored the moment I met the loud mouth, hilarious country girl. After the spa day, Candice invited us to hang out with her boyfriend and his friends. Little did I know, her 'boyfriend and his friends' consisted of a fucking MC. The Nightmare Warriors are a local motorcycle club and after hanging out with them for a few hours, the fucking most awesome group of men this side of the Mississippi.