White Tiger Ultimate Spider-man Novels & Stories

As she unbuttoned his shirt, she noticed the tattoo of a horse on his neck which was mostly concealed by his shirt. "This is one of Christopher Stallion's men," she said. "What?" "Look at him," she said, pointing to the tattoo. "That is impossible," the governor incredulously. "My men are all trusted men." "But he has the tattoo of a horse on his neck. It would interest you to know that Stallion has a similar tattoo, and so does every member of his gang. Do you doubt it? I have a tattoo of a scorpion on my back because I am a Black Scorpion. All the members of the gangs have tattoos on their bodies."

Whatever had unleashed that roar was terrifying enough to send even the Windripper Beast fleeing for its life. Moments later, a massive figure emerged slowly from the darkness below. It was a white tiger. Standing nearly seven feet tall, its massive frame dwarfed any ordinary tiger. Its powerful limbs slammed against the dark stone with thunderous force, each step threatening to splinter the staircase beneath it. Its pure white fur seemed to glow softly in the dim yellow light, radiating quiet authority. A thick, flowing mane ran along its back, enhancing its regal presence. On its forehead, a black marking shaped like a crown stood out sharply, exuding dominance. It was the white tiger—one

Elaine could feel it too, so she warned Warren to be cautious. Warren heeded her words, so he carefully destroyed the outside of the pillar and what he found on the inside was a similar orb to the one Johnathan found. It was green in colour and when Warren held it in his hand, the orb started to crack. What appeared in front of Warren was a white tiger. The tiger almost seemed to be like a sabertooth in truth, and it focused all its attention on Warren. Warren didn't expect the tiger to attack, but that's just what it did.

However, it wasn't until she was on the stairs that Chloe caught a glimpse of these so-called important guests. There were five of them in total from what she could see. Four males and one female. The aura they exuded suggested they were high ranking wolves but not from around these parts. One of the males and the female had similar features including thick dark brown hair, black eyes and bronzed skin that was pulled over taut muscles. Another one of the males had sandy blonde hair cut close to the scalp and green eyes. His skin was golden like he spent a lot of time in the sun; however the scar that peeked out from under the V of his shirt suggested he was also a fighter. He was muttering t

I screamed. I thrust the purified energy back into him. Zayden’s eyes didn't just glow; they erupted. A halo of white-hot fire surrounded him, his fur turning a brilliant, metallic charcoal. He grabbed the moonlight blade with his bare hand and shattered it like glass. With a final, earth-shaking howl, Zayden lunged. He didn't just strike the Hollow; he obliterated it. A pulse of pure Alpha light disintegrated the shadow-puppet, leaving nothing but a pile of grey ash and the lingering scent of ozone.

As soon as Shyfter said he ran with the Rogues, Rex's wolf emerged and melded with his human instinctively. "Whoa, Dark Alpha. Calm down. This is the result I spoke of before. You don't have the focus to control this. That's why we are here." Shyfter said. Seeing that Rex wasn't backing down or calming down, Shyfter had no choice but to show him what a blacked out wolf really looked like. Before phasing, Shyfter was a big wolf, after phasing, he was huge. Fur the color of a comet in the night sky, black eyes going red in an instant, he waited for Rex to charge. Shyfter didn't have to wait long. *Shyfter*

Remembering I had my phone in my bra after this time, I pulled it out and started dialing. "What are you doing?" "Calling the cops. A predator, a panther, is on the loose." "All right...the TA position is yours. Anything else, Miss Vargas." He said through gritted teeth and eyes still potent with that golden shimmer I found intoxicating. Tread carefully here. To catch a predator, you had to think like one. I did want something else. I wanted him, but I wanted it to be all or nothing. He was going to be mine. But for now, I'll wait until the moment is right until he is begging to claim me. Isn't that what these animals did?

With his current strength, Adam did not dare to confront them. Hearing a long howl coming from the deep forest, the hunter with a long scar on his right cheek suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like electricity, staring into the forest. "Arrived!" Right after the hunter's shout rang out, another extremely monstrous figure appeared right next to it. This hunter, not anyone else, but the silver-haired guy, was always lurking around. "Captain, it's running away, do we want to chase it?" The scar-faced hunter, to the silver-haired hunter. However, the silver-haired hunter shook his head in silence.

It didn't take me so much time to get to the east town and I noticed it was lively, there were kids running around everywhere and the streets were lit with lanterns and fireworks were bursting into the purple sky. "Ralph…seems there's a celebration…" I turned to Xerxes who was my team member, he had odd silver hair and gray eyes but he was considered to be the fastest wolf in the pack and he was extremely calm which was a complete paradox for his nature. He was also a lightning elemental wolf. "Yeah…" I had no idea what they were celebrating and if Lovette were here, she would have given me hints. Lovette…

Just a few hours back, she had been falling head over heels with him, and now she was cold as ice in his presence. “You need someone to back you up and we are willing to do that,” a man said. “My name is Hubert King. All the werewolves do not want the resort opened even Morgenstern. The only reason he is playing along is because he feels bad for you. You recently lost your mother after losing a father five years ago, a father who was his friend. If he is to chase you, you will be broken but trust me, he is capable of organising the wolves to destroy that building without your knowledge.” “Why should I believe you?”