White Walker Novelas e Histórias

But it had to be important. "Yes. When I drink this I'll go into a deep sleep and my spirit will separate from my body." Jace explained. He removed a white napkin from his pocket. Inside was a single strand of black hair. Seb was certain that it belonged to Ana. He must have gotten it from her hair brush or something. Once he dropped the strand into the clear liquid a bright white light beamed from the vile. The light expanded throughout the room causing everyone to shield their eyes. In seconds it was gone and everything returned to normal. Jace slowly lifted the vile to his lips…

I smirked at his translation of the word, brother in Greek. "How have you been, Andro?" Andro is one of the five male vampires left and he's one of the three that I know. We don't have a clue if there's any female vampire left but there was a rumor that one was in this particular town that I am and this was one of the reasons why I relocated here. Unfortunately, I haven't gotten a hold of one ever since I moved here. "I've been good, his about you? Still going after those κορίτσια και η γλυκύτητά τους?" I laughed out.

You will not see us again, and in the morning you will not remember. In the evening I came to the bar, and my life changed dramatically. And now, to the question of whether there is magic in our world, I could confidently answer - there is! Witches practicing black witchcraft. Vampires who were banished from all magical worlds because they could not live without blood. Werewolves, too weak for their packs, but strong among ordinary people. And other small evil spirits living in the shade. It was against them that we defended our world. And for me it was a great opportunity to find my father. Where, if not there, could be known about all creatures with paranormal abilities? * * *

BLAKE “We’ve got our warriors stalking the perimeter of the Bois Sombre Pack. But their territory is too big to cover every part of it.” Beta Alfred walked into the bridal suite where I was now congregated with Luke, Jack, Kyle, Alex, Talia, and Tyce.

Because my neck is still clear, I believe that my mate is alive. I am Isaac White, the future alpha of the Ozoic Pack. I am 27 years old, CEO of The White Cooperation. We rule the manufacturing and shipping industries. I am one of the most eligible bachelors in the country. Dashing, stubborn, arrogant, and charming bad boy.This is my instinct, I am an Alpha werewolf. Downstairs..

"And we will not tolerate it. Also, the leader of Nightshade is a wizard, not a human." "Again, when do we leave?" Cruz asked a little louder this time while Eve nodded her agreement. "Since a wizard is involved, Daphne said that she would call in an army of witches to fight with us," I replied. "Xander, if we need them, do you think the vampires will fight with us, too?" Xander nodded. "Yes, of course. I've always heeded their call, and they will heed mine, as well." Sasha leaned forward. "So, how soon can we get everyone organized?"

Screaming at the hunters coming toward him with bows and swords. To only hear a voice that made everyone go still. "Stop" Just one command and all the hunters bow down. And that's when Volkan's grey eyes met the dark black ones of the man behind everything. Daniel Black The leader of Hunters stood in front of him. His face emotionless, not caring of the bloodshed of the innocents he just committed in name of ending the werewolf specie, which according to the humans were heartless beasts that are to be eliminated at all cost.

‘Shut it down, and make it known that anyone who makes the slightest move against Stravos or any of the hunters without express permission from me will forfeit their lives. “Consider it done, my king.’ Roderick affirmed and his mental presence winked out of my mind. If nothing else, the greatest gift of being the vampire king is being able to converse with my subjects no matter how far away they were from me. Opening the fridge, I pulled out coffee flavored liqueur, a bottle of vodka and milk. All the ingredients I will need to make white Russian. The girl didn’t like wine, hated beers with a passion, but her favorite drink has ten percent alcohol in it. This cocktail is a perfect reflection

"I’m going to mix your shots, and you two are going to be having the Blue Blood shots!" I frowned. "What’s a Blue Blood shot?" Sophie laughed. "A Blue Blood shot is a werewolf’s biggest weakness when it comes to alcohol. Werewolf systems are different from humans! We don’t get drunk easily by consuming regular human alcohol." She smirked. "But we do have our own alcohol called the Blue Blood shot. If humans drink it, they’d probably die from alcohol poisoning after just one shot! That’s why this club is called the Blue Bloods. The shots are only given to werewolves, but humans don’t even know about it."

I had never seen that on a Wolf. “Congrats,” Brax mutters, eyeballing the girls as the boys throw themselves at Klaus. “They are going to keep you busy.” The three strangers hold themselves back, watching us with a mix of concern and worry, especially the woman with white hair. She couldn’t take her eyes off Dane. “Neah, this is Xavi. My mate.” Klaus introduces the white Wolf. “Thalia cursed him years ago; he is trapped this way.” “He is also a Witch Hunter,” Brax adds.