White Walker Novels & Stories

Taking a scalp from the tool kit on the working table, I slice open the palm of my right hand open and let the blood drip onto the book's pages. -"Hades hear my offerings. In your name, I will bring despair to my enemies and darkness to the Earth's surface. I, Nina White, descendent of Narcissa Wilkes, will create a Werehound army and finish what my ancestor started. I pledge myself as your Queen of Chaos." I vow, unlocking the book's hidden spells.

Soon, Xavier excused himself to speak to some friends and Imaya also legu to visit the lady's room, leaving only Vanilla in the middle of the large hall where she knew no one. Vanilla kept her eyes trained on Darkness all the time, watching him as he spoke with other Alpha's and vampires, there was a particular one that stood out among all of them, he hard strange white eyes and silver hair. What made him stand out wasn't just his hair, it was also his presence, he had the same aura with Darkness and it seemed that he was well respected. While she was standing and looking aimlessly, she mistakenly collided with someone, sending drink spilling on her dress.

“It’s close.” She nodded. “Can you feel it too?” “Like a drumbeat with no rhythm.” They walked forward together, past bones half-buried in snow, until the land fell away and there, across a frozen ridge, the Hollowborn stood. Wolves of shadowed bone and withered flesh, eyeless and tethered to something unseen. Dozens of them. Each one breathing without breath. Standing without will. Magic pulsed from them like rot under the skin. But one among them was different.

Whiskey. I could feel the itch of need crawl over my skin. I want to feel that abomination’s warm blood run down my arms after I impale him with my claws. I want to see the life drain out of him. All this time, that cocky asshole was a half-breed. Gunner’s voice bellowed through the clearing, pulling my thoughts away from killing Doyle and back to the current moment. Gunner had changed back to his human form and was standing between the assassin and a giant black wolf. It's the same wolf I saw in the forest earlier. So, he is one of Gunner’s lackeys. The wolf stepped back slightly, and there she was. The little witch, the bane of my existence. Zelena. If I could shoot lasers from my eyes, I’

But if they’re not his, whose could they be? And then there’s her, the White Witch whom no one has seen. The name Mara whispered with fear thick in her voice still echoes in my head. I’ve never seen Mara look that pale, that . . . controlled. Something about that conversation rattles me more than I care to admit. Who is this White Witch? What does she want? And what is her connection to Myron?

“Come inspect our pup” Jedidiah nodded kneel next to Sapphire. Looking at Mileena wolf brought a tear from his eye. This is one of the happiest days of their lives. I interrupted the moment when the King and Queen arrive. They took one look at the white wolf; they were in shock that they did not know what to say. Being speechless, the crowd whisper again. It was never in history that a white Lycan exist, let along in the Nightingale pack. This will go down in history, Mileena being the first white Lycan.

He was hungry for it, yet it didn't smell nice to him. Damien moved in the dark towards the main city, searching for one's blood that would satisfy him. He was nearing the main city when a hoard of people beleaguered him. They weren't humans. Most of them had odd-coloured hair and white eyes. They were Whigans. Whigans were beings that transitioned from humans to vampires. Those creatures had everything a normal vampire had, except a human form. When humans transform into Whigans, they lose their ability to retain their human physique forever

Elena said to thirty-five family, to twelve pure, to Julian 13th, to Victoria 14th, to dagger 16th, to Zara, to black water eighteen, to gold water nineteen, to dry twenty-eight, to memory twenty-nine, to forget thirty, to beg thirty-one, to take thirty-two, to confess thirty-three, to deal thirty-four Mara small chair white-gold faint glow near kitchen near Lily who fixed toilet with small star thinking of love that deals darkness by sitting small chair and giving iron necklace same as Elena at 6 to small chair, to bleed thirty-five family bleeding small controlled thinking of love small chair white-gold faint glow near Lily queen of small chairs 6 who fixed toilet with small star thinking

“Three of you fuckers tried to kill me tonight. Now you drug your alpha with wormwood, a banned substance I might add according to your precious rules! I hop off of the platfom and retrieve my knife. This blade would have killed those three cowards had a white wolf not shown up and scared the little bitches away. Your pack is weak and pathetic. I hope you all burn in hell! I should have let the vampires end you all!” I grab my tattered outfit and walk away from it all. I don’t care where. I just want to leave it all behind. I take one last glance back wishing the Frank I thought I knew was still there. Frank is just standing there like a statue. I turn away and shake my head. He isn’t an alp

Throwing him to the ground, the vampire closed his eyes in surrender and lethargy overwhelmed his shattered body His face covered in blood and bruises is disgusting and frightening "Give up," he whispered weakly, and Black smiled victoriously, and immediately his eyes returned to their natural honey color, evidence of the return of the owner of the body Zayn . Who ran to his sitting Mate looking at the void with concern "Your injury is still bleeding, let's treat you" He put his hand on her neck Being a charming and werewolf hybrid, he can actually cure it But he couldn't even touch her injury because she grabbed his hand in the middle of her path