White Online Novels & Stories

Alexander let out a breath, relieved that I was finally being "obedient." "Good girl." They left, taking Sarah to prepare for the wedding, leaving me broken on the floor. Two hours later. The Healing Room was quiet. The guards outside were lax, drinking and celebrating the Alpha's wedding. They thought I was a cripple now. They thought without my Essence, I was powerless. I opened my eyes. They were clear and cold. They were wrong. They thought they took my power? They only took my blood. The power of the White Wolf isn't in the blood. It's in the soul. It comes from the contract with the Moon Goddess.

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her. "You're right, sis. It is not the end yet."

Tall, slim thick and with an amazing dark skin, typical of Hornet people. Her white sleeveless short gown made her skin pop out and her long black straightened hair shone and it had a silky look,"... those type of friend are what we call betrayers. They betray without hesitation. They come as pretenders, only to learn about us and then one day, they mess you up", she said, stroking my left shoulder gently.I turned around to look at her,"So how do I know a bad friend from a good one?", I asked.She smiled, lifting my chin with a finger.

“The white she-wolf. It’s you, right?” “Yeah.” I closed my notebook and leaned back against the locker. “How’d you figure that out?” “My brother asked if I knew anyone at school with a white wolf. And I mean, if there were a white wolf here—or at any school, really—everyone would know... unless it was you.” “I don’t get it. What’s so rare about having white fur? My parents never told me it was anything special, so I had no idea.” “Well, it’s not unusual to see lighter shades or mixed colors, but pure white is actually rare—not that it’s a bad thing. I’ve got a favor to ask. I know it might sound weird, but I’m really curious. Can I meet Lisa? Can I see your wolf?”

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

She balled her fist up becoming angrier the more she thought about it waiting for Yvette to continue. He asked who had a white wolf. I told him that the only female that had a white wolf was you and that mine was silver. The rest of the pack are brown, gray, red and Susanna is black. Yvette continued. White wolf. Waverly said in her head not meaning to send it to Yvette but she did. Yeah weird uh…it's just you right there’s no other white wolf is there? Yvette asked, thinking. White…white..oh Alpha is white but he is a male so i don't know then. Heads up though I think he is coming your way and might be just as weird as he was here. Yvette continued.

Lacey's POV: I have been at the beautiful pond for about an hour. While I am laying down by the pond enjoying the peace and quiet, all of a sudden my senses are alerted when I hear a twig snap in the woods around me. I look around but see nothing but something is telling me someone is watching me, I decide its better for me to head back to the pack house. it's rare to see a white wolf and I don't need any extra attention, it's bad enough I am the pack slave, everyone thinks I'm an omega low level wolf, everyone thinks I am trash, but nobody knows I'm of the Alpha blood line. my birthday is in a week, and I plan on leaving when I turn 18, and nobody can stop me.

White & CO is a fashion house owned by Carol White, a very talented fashion designer who made White & CO very famous in the country for the last twenty years and has always been the number one fashion house sought after by fashion activists and has become customer—world celebrity. Not everyone can become a member of this famous fashion house because, apart from the goods they produce being made by hand and in limited forms, the price that must be paid by those who want to become a member of the White & CO fashion house is not tiny. Only thirty-four thousand dollars to register as an exclusive member there and access is not open to everyone, only people who are considered influential and able

Countdown, another thirty seconds to go. “Old Zab, now that I have pulled out all the wires, I have a question for you.” Olympias White wiped off the beads of sweat on her forehead. At this time, she looked much more relaxed. “There are three wires before me, red, yellow and blue wires. Which one do you prefer?”

The desert dawn is shattered by the thwump-thwump-thwump of rotors, but these aren't black military choppers. They are painted in bright, aggressive colors. Blue. Red. White. Logos emblazoned on the sides. CNN. BBC. AL JAZEERA. They land in a cloud of dust, sand whipping against my raw skin. "They found us," I whisper, clutching Alex’s hand. "How?" "Lena," Alex says, squinting against the grit. "She lit a signal fire the size of the internet."