Novel & Cerita White Online

"I don't get it. Isn't the whole point of biking to chase the adrenaline? "I'm fine, I'm heading to my room, alright?" However, Janet was not having it. She blocked my path, and when I tried to sidestep her, she stopped me with an outstretched arm. "Are you still hung up on being sent to the psych ward for five years? Do you really need to hold onto that anger? Did you ever stop to think that if you weren't such a bully to Walter, if you hadn't been so vile, we wouldn't have had to send you there?"

" What's Theo yelling about?" "They're talking about ending your life," she was always so playful and fun but today... She was different. "How the hell does a vampire become a werewolf?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest. The whole scenery reminded me of the day I became one of them. Maxine standing with crossed arms in front of me, and a couple of people I don't know deciding my fate in my absence. I walked to the door and tried to listen more. "... a white maned, and he had red eyes. Only the two greatest werewolves had that," Theo spoke so confidently. He always had my back in situations I wasn't able to control.

As children Dyce and I were told not to engage with the “wild ones' ' who supported themselves without the need for “royal civility'. Those people were aimless wanderers who did nothing but take. When they saved me, I didn’t see my rescue quite so clearly. I was angry and took it out on them. I had lost my family and my home. All that I had known in my twelve years of life was ripped from me before I had time to even blink. They were patient with me and gave me time to learn to love and trust them. I consider them an extension of my family now. For years after I was taught the life of the wild ones, a name the people of the land found very endearing, how they lived in unison with the land. T

KAELEN BLACKTHORNE "We stay in White City tonight," I state, my voice dropping an octave as I shut my laptop. The digital map of the northern territory glows faintly against the dark cabin glass, showing the sprawling monopoly of the White pack's ice hockey training camps and gear factories. Charles White owns every single square inch of this frozen wasteland. Boyce leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms. "I will secure the entire top level of the Crimson Fang Lodge. It is their premier pack lodge. It is also, predictably, under the White family's direct banner."

" I asked curious, cause she looked smart way too smart to leave such dirt visible to anyone. "Her sister— Joyce. She brought me this news along with their chats and conversations, bills, receipts, you name it. But what she didn't know was that all the men she slept with answered to me. Even the almighty director of W.G.W. and W.B.W I owned it. Well through corporate sponsorships." Wow! So this man had cast his net towards the fashion industry. Who doesn't know this fashion house. What Girls Wear is a very big fashion house. Their designs are off limits even the brand What Boys Wear.

“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

Just then, a door opened and closed and an orotund and disembodied voice yelled in the living room, "Moooom! Have you seen my white shirt?" The Delta female scrunched her face in confusion before speaking. "You have over twenty white shirts, do you really expect me to know the white shirt you're looking for?" She yelled back and Heidi giggled. "Ugh. Mom, there's eggshell white, ghost white, coconut white, ivory white, snow white, baby powder white, cloud white, glacial ice white, moon white, cornsilk white, and so on," a teenage boy appeared in the kitchen giving a face to the thick voice.

she replied in a singsong tone, quite different from what I had expected, " you? " “ white, yellow” I said, She doesn’t reply immediately, just when the silence has gotten to its peak, she said “ What's so special about them?”, she seems to be thinking outside the box “Yellow stands for hope, while white stands for_” “Hey there you are, been looking for both of you” A familiar annoying voice said, Anna

How was I not freaking out? "There are only six white wolves in the world, Zara, one in each hospitable continent. The white wolves are supposed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess which clearly explains the color of our coat. All other packs on the continent answer to the pack controlled by the white wolf because they respect us a lot. White wolves settle disputes between packs and hold meetings with various alphas from time to time." I nodded to show him that I understood everything he was saying, what I didn't understand was what that had to do with him rejecting me.

“You don’t know what that means, do you?” I shook my head and I looked at Quinn to make sure that she was just as confused as i was. She was. “People who were born during a blue moon are direct decendants of the Moon goddess. They have no wolves because they already hae protection and all the power that they need.” Interesting. “So what exactly is she? Does she have some kind of special powers or something?” “She’s a White Wolf. She doesn’t exactly have any powers but they are a direct line to the goddess herself. Whatever they say goes because she values them. She may not have any powers but that doesn’t match up to the fact that she is as powerful as she wants to be.”