White Tiger Ultimate Spider-man Novels & Stories

From within the shadow, appeared five werewolves that possessed alpha-level strength, and they had turned into their wolf forms. "Kill them all. Leave the leader for me." Damien's orders were immediately carried out by the five alpha werewolf shadow troops. They began to tear the white tigers in front of them with their very sharp claws. Damien strode at his usual pace, approaching the white tiger which had not yet descended from its throne. "Grrrrrrrr~ ..." The white tiger growled as its gaze met Damien's. It seemed like it was a tiger's instinct. Or maybe not.

Taylor and Vera hugged, crying in relief. Amarok exhaled… but the relief didn’t last long. A loud growl tore through the air. Tara turned, just in time to see a man with long black hair and a scar across his face storm forward into the cage. “You fucking bitch!” he snarled. He shifted in midair, bones breaking, fur exploding into his massive wolf. He charged straight for her; Tara froze, but not Amarok. His body slammed into the ring, shifting mid-leap, his black wolf form soaring through the cage and crashing into the attacker.

"Prince Lam, the user, gifted Sweetheart a super tigerfish No.1!" "Prince Lam, the user..." In an instant, under Prince Lam's wrathful gaze, a large number of super Tigershark No.1 wasps swarmed out. Under the extreme shock of countless people, the whole screen of Tang Tang's live broadcast room was filled with the exclusive special effect of the Super Tiger Fish No.1. Three hundred! Five hundred! A thousand! Whoosh!!!

It moved slowly down the path, heavy breathing echoing through the air as it approached Zane and Stanley. When the light hit its striped fur, I finally saw it clearly. It was Thor the Tiger. “Ah!” Zane screamed, peeing himself as he tried to crawl away. Unfortunately, Thor the Tiger lunged forward and sank his teeth into Zane’s leg, dragging him inch by inch back across the dirt. Stanley turned, clutching his neck, and locked eyes with the massive tiger. For a split second, everything froze. Then, he screamed in terror, wetting himself as he shook uncontrollably.

I am thankful he let me listen to that song. “Thank you… I almost forgot about those important details.” I bluntly said. He moves closer messing my hair making me grunt and gesture my hand, sliding it vertically to my neck. It’s a warning not to mess with my hair. “Oh… the tiger is now back.” I never mind what he was saying. I just focus on my drawing; maybe it will help me to find them. I picture out the tattoo I see on that bastard's left chest. It’s the only thing I can hold to find that tattoo. I draw a wolf eating the full moon looking up…maybe to praise the Moon Goddess or the opposite meaning? Devouring?

But when he was about to hug Snowy, the white tiger growled at him. "Whoa. Little White, why are you glaring at me? I'm sorry, okay? I won't do it again. You're handsome uncle won't leave you again. Promise..." he said coaxing the white tiger while trying to come closer to him but Little White Tiger growled louder at him. Everyone was frozen when a man suddenly rushed to the big white tiger but they were more shocked that the man was Zifan Deguzs. That's the time when they realize that the white tiger in front of them was the legendary white tiger of the Deguzs'!

I promise not to bother you again. Tahr is now standing beside me and peering over my shoulder. He rips the paper from my fingers when I try handing it to him and crunches it into a ball. He grasps my shoulders with his large hands and the undeniable energy that exists between us visibly sparks. He looks stunned for a moment but shakes it off quicker than I do. The light is so beautiful and the feel of it incredibly comforting.

“It’s my face.” “No way!” A few students looked at them, but Aarav didn’t notice. He removed a notebook from his bag and tore out a blank sheet of paper. “So, what—you’re like a spider boy or something?” “Just my face. The rest of me is human.” Aarav wrote his name on the paper. “Cool. How’d that happen?” “I was just born that way. Now, shh.” Jeff raised a finger to his mouth. “I’m trying to hear the lecture.”

I pat his back, “Please get her safely. She must be exhausted after all that her heart suffered today.” I sigh and stare at her sadly. I head outside and find the Black Tiger smoking his cigarette peacefully, his back against the car door. I frown and approach him, he looks so good in his luxurious suit but the cancer stick he’s smoking ruins the classy image. I stand in front of him and pull the cigarette from his fingers, “This thing will do you no good.” Tiger sends me a death glare, “Who gave you the right?” he asks.