White Tiger Novel Novels & Stories

"Everyone knows the Rivera girl is a rare white wolf. Her pups will be top-tier Alphas, every single one. Whoever mates her becomes the future Alpha King." "And look at her—the Moon Goddess must've carved her by hand." "A wolf like that, blood like that, Is Damian insane?" "Poor Rivera girl. Her own mate doesn't even want her." The whispers circled. Everyone was certain I'd name Damian—they'd all seen how badly I'd fallen for him. In my last life, I worshiped Damian as my savior. White wolves are rare, which means my life was never peaceful. I got snatched by rogues once.

and I sped off. When we reached our home I took out my angel from the backpack and said, “Ok Nova you can now shift back” and added a barrier around the house. Her bones started to shift and she howled in pain as I took her and set her on my lap running a hand through her fur until she shapeshifted into her little cute white tiger. “Why so long?” She mewled. “Sorry Nova, some wolves were following me,” I replied sheepishly. Unlike me this little tiger doesn’t have a human form most likely because she is born a tiger and she hasn’t met the moon goddess.

“The punishment for giving a fatal bite is normally death. Since we need Cindy for breeding, we couldn’t very well kill her. So, we eliminated the problem. We extracted her fangs.” My legs went weak with shock at the news of the evil thing they’d done. I’d already deduced that wolves were the savages of the supernatural world, but I didn’t understand just how terrible they were until then. Even watching her being disemboweled didn’t equal this. At least, then, the wolf was in his animal form. These devils were in their human forms while behaving like animals. I’d seen and heard enough. I may have slept through the onset of this horror scene. I couldn’t change that, but I was awake

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

I know it had something to do with Cole. “That’s it,” I say. Jane and Austin stop and look at me. “I need you two to back off for a second I am going to try something.” I tell them. They continue walking after exchanging glances. I sit on the floor of the woods. I try to concentrate and clear my mind. I think of a light. Suddenly I feel a presence. I stand up to see a woman. “Witch working with wolves huh?” she asks. She tries to start her spell, but I am too fast. I look at her fire, I think. She starts to scream and hold her head. Austin and Jane run over. “Alpha is on his way,” Austin says.

I felt my insides rumble with the fire setting off like a bomb, causing each vampire to dissolve into dust. Having gone through all these years of murder after murder of my kind, I let out a howl of pain. The other wolves joined me in my howl as we all let out our agony at losing the ones we loved. After I fell back to the ground and collapsed (Alexi and I both passed out), I let Alexi take over. Nicolas's point of view:

Then he turned his attention to Ian. She heard her own screams as if they came from outside of her, from a long way away. By the time Trevor turned to her, drenched in the blood of the two men she loved most, he’d shifted to a half-tiger form and wore a smile. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction and lust. “Cage her. Keep her for me,” he ordered the four tigers who held her.

Down below the dark, cloudy sky indicating the coming of a downpour, the trees wavered and the nocturnal birds cried out giving the forest a noisy environment. The whimpers of Rielle was also loud enough as she was being dragged by a shabby looking wolf with it furs a dirty brown color. It was an unusual color. Without being told, Rielle knew who the wolf was. He was a lone wolf. She made the loners in her story have a different, unusual furs, unlike the others. This set them apart from the rest of their park and that makes them an outcast.

But Logan had lost his balance and Casper had fallen from that height, resulting in a dislocated elbow and several other wounds. Casper had been his closest friend. He would have done anything for him. As he went through the book, he came across a chapter that talked about an ancient tribe of rogue wolves. He remembered that that particular chapter had been his most favourite in 5he entire book. He had read it so many times that the pages were filled with of fingerprints and the pages had been dog-eared.

“I’m not ready to share anything personal just yet. Please don't insist. - You are strange. - I lit a cigarette, opening the window, I said. - Nothing more than all of us. Bars answered thoughtfully. - Are you from this world? - I clarified. - Not. Bars replied quickly. “I'm just a werewolf. Other than turning into a snow leopard, I have no other abilities. - What about medicine? - Fox interrupted him. - My flock from the East Siberian taiga forests. Bars shared with us. - The climate is harsh there, but we have long adapted to life at an eternally sub-zero temperature. The indigenous people in the settlements often practiced Tibetan medicine. It was interesting to me. I became interested in